This has nothing to do with fall, but this is the sweet lamp from the 50s I bought at a rummage sale:
I spent this past weekend visitng Amy in Washington DC. After some typical Sheila-type problems with the reservations, I got on a plane Saturday. That night we went out in Georgetown to a few bars, a club, then a fun house party.
Preparing Amy's hair (she looks like she has a beard, ha ha):
Frida, Flapper, Carmen:
Amy, with her beauteous unibrow, that I must take artistic credit for:
The Burger King and George Bush Senior:
Pre-drinking:
Lion man and robot man that we met on the street in Georgetown:
The fact that this guy had a tatoo of Carmen Miranda should have been a red flag... hindsight is 20/20 i guess.
Ghostbuster man, how did you turn out to be so creepy?
Frida was bisexual:
Pretty lame costumes, but they were still fun guys:
Why did Uncle Rico show up again? Because he was weird, and I am convinced he spitefully stole my fruit hat. Don't let the picture fool you, that's a "get this guy off me" smile:
