What a lovely evening we had last night with our dearest bruschetta cookie pizza poppin' wine guzzlin' show stoppin' friends. Whom were dressed up accordingly (a geisha, a mummy, Quailman, Patty Mayonaise, and a couple others dressed as their authentic and wonderful selves). The night was as magical as ever, a quintessential Ween. We saw ghosties and spookies and Marilyn and dinos. A giant Mario and the tiniest skunk and twin Minnie Mouses. And we are happy to tell you Elvis lives! We saw him last night. Along with 10,000 too-old-to-be-trick-or-treating maniacs and weirdo 35-year-old lookin' pedophiliac and only the strangest of things you might see on The Ween. We loved every apple bobbin' second of it, for we are strange and obscure and sometimes obscene.
We felt truly like a Modern day Marie, last night of The Ween. Very French Revolutionary. Very let them eat cake* (and ice cream). So much so, that when we proceeded to hop into our bed afterwards we did so in full makeup, gown, and stockings. Enjoying the last sips of our pumpkin beer. While grinning smugly from ear to ear. Thinking yes yes yes we are so so Marie. And even with a little Sofia twist, with our black thigh highs and ruffled derriere. Oh, Versailles! Oh, Paree! Plus, our lovely Daulphin let us revel in our Marie sparkling moment. Not for one second did he say 'Okay, this is a little odd ma cherie' or 'Enough with the costume, darling.' Nope! Which is why we know he is much more wonderful than Louis XVII. But alas, as in all good things- they must come to an end. So with a heavy heart we gave in to that phrase. Albeit trite and cliched. Carefully brushed and combed our powdered head of tangled messy hair. Gingerly scrubbed our eyes and red lips bare. Thoroughly untied our corset and unlaced our petticoat. And then snuggled right into bed. Wearing just the dress and the stockings. Now, if only we had a papillion named Mops to cuddle with...
*Historians have found no evidence that Marie Antoinette spoke these words. Instead, the statement has been traced to Swiss-French philosopher Jean Jacques Rousseau.