Ok, that was supremely corny, but is it cornier than a plumpish gal in a dog costume? I’m still frightened by what google will turn this post into, but ok, here we go! By this time next week, Mr B and I will be in Disneyworld enjoying our annual sojourn with consumerism, gluttony and ankle blisters. Ahhhhhhhh.
Don’t worry- we leave the house well guarded.
This years adventure is Up! themed. Mr b will be Russell the Wilderness Scout and I will be Dug the dog. Because as you know, I refused to be Kevin the Bird.
I’m vamping and running on in an effort to avoid showing you a picture of me in a dog costume. Anyone caught laughing will be faced with serious punishment.
I really lucked out with my plush fabric- Hancock had a piece of furry stuff that didn’t have that hard, heavy backing- it was alomost akin to disco fur. It had a little sheen, it was very moveable- I think I could make a frisky halter top out of it for Studio 54’s Canine Night.
As a tactical move, I did not use the standard 1 piece zip front animal costume. If it ended up being monster hot in Orlando, I plan to just wear the top of the costume and some light colored capri pants- I only plan to suffer so much for my art, you know? But I sure hope I get to wear the whole costume- it would seem so wrong to be Dug from the hip up only…..
Ok, without further delay- I bring you…..Russell and Dug. Hold your applause and please, no stealing this picture for your screensaver or Christmas card!
Oh dear- I just realized Mr B is wearing his ‘let the dog out shoes’ . Well, this outfit already killed all of his street cred anyhoo- he might as well embrace the crocs, right?
Look out, Mickey.