it’s a 20s birthday bash – and guess who won the best costume award???

so my friend showed up after all and i did get to go on the loo – just in case you were wondering.

my friend A. came over because we were getting ready for a 20s birthday bash. aside from carnival i have never dressed up for a costume party so that in itself was special. i looked for about two weeks to find a costume and eventually found a dark blue knee length dress with lots of tassels *yay* and one of those head band things with a feather on it.

with the costume ready we had to come up with some make up ideas. now, as you may remember, i don’t do well with make up. i have no real idea how to use it and whatever i do end up using is more a guessing game of where it goes rather than knowing where and how to apply it.

after looking at a number of pictures online i realized there was no way i was getting around smokey eyes (oh lord help!) and lots of eyeliner. so i got a lot of make up remover also, just in case.

i ended up doing A.’s make up as well as mine. and boy did she look good! my make up was so-so but still acceptable. ladies, let me tell you, i OWNED the liquid eyeliner! i felt so empowered after having applied it well. silly, i know. but still a great feeling.

the party took place in a mansion built around 1890. everyone in attendance was dressed like they came straight from a 20s movie and that made the whole party very special.

feather boas? neat accessory but at the end of the night there were a lot of feathers on the ground! i guess those boas are not made to last. and they are pokey.

we danced to 20s music and to modern artists, we took lots of fun pictures and i really enjoyed my super red lipstick! oh, it did match the nailpolish by the way. so now i have RED lipstick and RED nailpolish. not sure what i’ll do with it in real life. at least tomorrow in the office i’ll feel like a secretary with my red nails clacking away at the keyboard.

everyone in attendance got a little sticker with a number because the birthday girl had actually planned a best costume contest. well, guess who won??? YES, I DID!!! I WON BEST FEMALE COSTUME!!! maybe my friends cheated a little bit and entered more than one vote but they did that unbeknownst to me. i did win by a big margin so i guess they cheated big time! anyways, i felt great and i looked great and the night was SO MUCH FUN! i left the party at 2:30 in the morning. mostly because my feet were killing me. oh what a great night!

now, i thought long about if i should upload pictures or not. there is no picture of me on this blog and i kind of like this anonymity. then again i really wanted to share some impressions of the outfit. so i worked some magic and are posting pictures of me in an anonymous version. sort of. so here you go, a picture of 20′s-franzi

20s outfit

this morning i woke up sore but super happy. a happy flapper

but i’m sad that the someone i wrote about the other day is back in the hospital. please keep him in your thoughts. thank you.

franzi

party dilemma

got my dress ready and sewn to fit, my nails are manicured (and once again i resign to the fact that i am right handed and a nail polish brush in my left hand is no recipie for success), had a light dinner to be able to sustain the first alcoholic drinks…and now??? i am waiting on my friend who wanted to get ready at my place.

oh, by the way we’re going to a roaring 20s birthday party.

so i’m waiting and i need to pee. bug i’m afraid that as soon as i sit on the loo my friend (who is between 40 and 15 minutes late depending on if you use my or her attitude towards time) will show up at my door step, waiting for me to let her in. and i wouldn’t be able to because i am sitting on the loo….

what a dilemma.

franzi

tacky presents that i love

people give me funny gifts. like the one friend who went to barcelona, saw purple polka dot rubber gloves adorned with a faux flower on the right glove, and thought of me.

what did i do when i saw the rubber gloves? laugh and put them to use! i really like doing the dishes wearing gloves – i think it’s slightly disgusting to use your bare hands. that doesn’t mean that i don’t do the dishes without gloves, i just prefer wearing them to not wearing them.

when i came back from munich one of my skype contacts (a student at work) wrote me that he left something on my desk. i looked all over but didn’t see anything. THEN my colleague told me she had to hide it which made me wonder what in the world he left that needs to be hidden. so i opened the drawer she left my present in and guess what it was???

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no, really, guess. you know i like rubber gloves so you have an idea of what kind of things i like.

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guess, for christ’s sake!

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ok, no guessing, i get it.

he got me post its. not just any kind of post its because that in itself is lame. the post its had arrows on them and big black print that said “fuck this”, “fuck that”. “this is fucking urgent”, “don’t fuck this up”, and “fuck yeah”.

i was cracking up right there. i laughed so hard the colleague from the office next to us came to stop by and check what’s going on. i think these post its are hilarious, they are super funny, super creative, and so desperately needed! so much shit going on at work that a little f*ing fun is good!

we already had some encounters with fuck-post its and management but so far we always managed to turn it into a good chuckle.

so how can you make franzi laugh? give me a tacky present like rubber gloves and something with an f*-word printed on it. i’m so easy that way. and i’m not even getting started on the boobie cushion i got at a chinese gift exchange lol

and to your enjoyment, here are the post its:

fuck that post its

 

franzi