Amazing 1960s halloween costumes. I love costumes that spell out in big letters exactly what the wearer is “supposed to be,” just in case the plastic mask and flame-retardant body suit somehow didn’t get the message across.
I’m thinking of Pia Zadora as the beatnik girl in John Waters’ Hairspray: “I play my bongos, I listen to Odetta, I iron my hair.”
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Sean, can you actually *fit* inside that getup? :)
Hehe, no I found it in my parents’ attic a few years ago… It has to be one of the lamest costumes of all time. I’m sure I thought it was completely awesome when I was 4 or whatever…