While you’re reading this, I’ll probably still be recovering from my Halloween night out last Saturday with Richard Nixon, Wonder Woman and Starchild (aka Paul Stanley) from KISS.
Me? I was “Classy Cat Lady” – a departure from my usual “Crazy”. Nippy temperatures necessitated a last-minute costume change, as wearing a German dirndl would have meant exposing myself to a chest cold. Besides, my hair refused to cooperate, with stray black locks resolutely poking out of the blonde wig I’d bought to complement said dirndl.