I dug up an old pair of Joey's jeans, a blue baseball cap and a button down. Unfortunately, the jeans were too long and I knew I'd have to cut them if I was going to be convincing.
He wouldn't let me cut the pair I wanted to wear, but the pair he gave me was actually shorter than the pair I preferred. I cut of 4 1/2 inches so they'd only slightly drag on the floor.
We got ready in a leisurely manner and decided we'd better take pictures of ourselves. Not only for posterity, but we figured that Mom might like to see me lookin' like a dude.
After taking and subsequently uploading the pictures, Joey and I came to the conclusion that I bear a strong resemblance to The Kid. (Not saying that The Kid looks like a lady, just that I looked like a dude.)
Joey, on the other hand, looks like a funeral director. (Either that or some young punk exec who parts his hair like an old-timey guy.)
I thought his disguise was very ingenious. The dark brown hair and no glasses look really does a lot for him.
When we all met up at the end to compare disguises, someone said to me, "WOAH! You look like a DUDE!"
Everyone else just couldn't believe that Joey had permanently dyed his hair.
I knew the entire event had been a success. And now I'm going to take a nap.
it's pretty unnerving how much you resemble The Kid...
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