There are some nights that I have in LA that are so good that the first thing I do when I wake up the next morning, is call my dad. Even before reviewing what I want to delete off my snapchat story or looking in a mirror to see how raccoon my eyes look. "Hi Dad, I went to a Halloween party at the Playboy Mansion last night." He had a few questions and concerns.
I'm really not good at Halloween at all. The concept of me trying to create my own costume from scratch via sewing machine gives me such bad anxiety that it makes me want to crawl under my sewing machine desk and cry. I whipped this costume together without financial damage, just creating an unforeseen tornado in my room and my bathroom sink looked like we sacrificed the blood of a small mammal. I wish I was more of a Pinterest hoe and could give you all these DIY ideas on how to look bomb dot com on this spooky day or wish that I didn't have ADHD and could make it through a YouTube makeup tutorial further than 30 seconds. But honestly I just threw something together within minutes. Thrift store shopping is my go-to. I love digging through racks to come up with inspiration. I have THREE more costumes I need to come up with to get through this weekend. Tell me all your ideas!!