At first cock-crow the ghosts must go,
Back to their quiet graves below.
~ Theodosia Garrison
I feel hungover... Last night to celebrate All Hallows' Eve I dressed myself up as a murderous dead phlebotomist with a vendetta against the living and went into town for cocktails and dancing. I had messy zombie make up and fake blood galore, plus I had cute glow sticks for ambiance. My outfit consisted of a real nurses top donated by my friend Kerry, and I teamed it with H&M white slim fit trousers and a cheap nurses apron I picked up on ebay.
The best part of Halloween is that you can dress outrageously and transform yourself into a sinister being and totally rock it. The remaining question is, what will I be next year?