It's the Friday before Halloween and I got to strut my stuff in my witch alter-ego at school.
Strike a pose.
You know you can't get enough of the candy corn tights. Enjoy them now, it is the only time I was willing to sport them and suffer for fashion the entire weekend.
After some fun at the park, it was off to mom's fund drive at KPFT.
Being a witch is a lot of work.
I twitched my nose from behind the control booth though, and the Houston Indymedia show met it's goal yet again.
Okay, so a little bit of back story...I grabbed a marker at bedtime and tattooed my legs as an ode to Kat Von Dee. Needless to say, mom wasn't amused and she put me in the bath the next night to wash it off.
Soap wasn't doing the trick, so I channeled Harry Potter and tried to use my magic wands to give me an edge in de-markering myself.