King Kong on a Job Interview
My friend Don and I were King Kong and Ann Darrow for the Halloween contest at work. Only, I was King Kong. And he was my tall, male, blond wigged counterpart in a white thrift store dress.
It was Chris's idea, really. He knew that I was thinking about a joint costume for work and he suggested King Kong and Ann Darrow. "Because you have blonde hair. It would work," he offered.
But I wanted to be King Kong. The idea of Don dressed up as a woman made me laugh so hard I could hardly control myself. So on went the expensive gorilla mask from iParty. On went the ridiculous furry feet. On went the black skirt, black shirt, and heels. I couldn't wear a full gorilla suit because I couldn't deal with the premise that I could end up having to do something work related... which would leave me at my desk, banging away on the keyboard or answering the phone dressed in furry splendor. I opted for a more conservative route.
I looked like King Kong on a job interview.
We didn't win the costume contest. And we were pretty much stripped of our dignity by the end of the day. But it was fun. And it was almost as good as last year's costumes...
(Don is an excellent sport. Thanks, Don!)