You know, I’m no good. No, really I am. As soon as I learned of Amy Winehouse’s untimely death this summer, I knew exactly what I was going to be for Halloween.
Was it too soon to be a dead Amy Winehouse with autopsy scar?
Probably. But it was funny as hell, especially since Allan dressed as a medical examiner. See, no good, I tell ya.
I kept my costume under wraps for months, but I was dying to reveal it. Although my friends requested Lady Gaga to make another appearance, I assured them that this year’s costume wouldn’t disappoint them. I would be a dead ringer for another famous person.
With the help of eBay for the right wig and tattoos (and my SIL Kirsten who helped apply the tats), I think I pulled off Amy Winehouse amazingly. I went for the Rehab look and with a bottle of Southern Comfort and a syringe in my hair for props, I stayed in character the entire party to be true to my character.
But I couldn’t help from being myself! Every time I smiled big or laughed, my magnetic diamond lip stud fell off which would make me laugh even harder and difficult to stick it back on. So, I just stuck the diamond stud in new places all night long.
My friend, Chrissy hosted our annual Halloween party this year and as usual, the costumes and food were fabulous.
Everyone’s spirits were certainly lifted.
Well, at least Amy Winehouse’s were.