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The day after Halloween...


I wanted to be the first to get MY pics out before anyone else uploaded theirs. See? Italians love to party down on Halloween too. In complete style of course, with superb Sassella wine and a smorgasbord of absolutely delicious nibbles being constantly replenished at the buffet table. Unfortunately we couldn't stay until the end because my fairy scary godmother warned me to return home before the witching hour. Sound advice, I'm afraid to admit, because I've been known to jump up on tables and dance. There was quite a ghoulish bunch last night but I don't remember the names of Dracula and the sexy Witch.


Comments

Fern Driscoll said…
Great pumpkin. Love the hair and fangs...
Amber said…
Great photos Rowena! Looks like it was loads of fun. That pumpkin is wonderful- especially the ears!
foodhoe said…
wow looks like a great time! I love the wigs. so, the fangs were photoshopped in?? they look kinda realistic...
K and S said…
aww...I was looking forward to the youtube of the table dancing!!
KennyT said…
I want pole dancing!
Rowena said…
Fern - for less than 9 euros I could not resist the scary Little Miss Muffet do. I just should have gone the whole mile and slapped on the white paint too.

Amber - it was too much fun. I paid the price the next day with cotton in my head all day long.

Foodhoe - yes, photoshopped fangs for me. Haha! In the first pic, now you see 'em, and then in the second, now you don't!

Kat - I'm relieved that it didn't get to that point. I was already starting to dance by myself, which always precedes the jumping-on-tables part.

Kenny - lol! I knew it was time to leave when I started yelling "I want to kiss the chef! I want to kiss the chef!" Pole dancing is for next time, haha!
Glad you had fun. We had some amzing pumpkins carved in Sicily, too. Congrats on getting your pics up first!
Amelia said…
That is one cute pumpkin!
Lori said…
Love the photos, sounds like you had a blast! Hope you got to sleep in today! :)
Anonymous said…
Subtle. that's my first thought! Is it hard to eat with fangs?
Rowena said…
Welshcakes - I know that my frightening photos will be floating around on someone else's website, so I'm not too concerned for having pictures of my bad side taken.

Lori - yes we slept, and slept, and couched potato'd all day long. I am so out of "party-all-nite" condition.

Carlae - hard to speak with them too (my rubber ones which probably ended up in someone's drink).
hahaha, the costume of choice this year, Rowena! And nothing like an endless buffet and wine, and great company! Sounded like much fun!

Cannot hold my liquor. It takes over completely! But it sure is fun to let loose every so often! :))
Ann said…
Pumpkin ears are sooo cool and very neatly carved :)
Unknown said…
I love the pumpkin!!! Seems that you had a great fun there!
Ilaria
OkiHwn said…
Where's the troops - Ms. M and Mr. B?
Anonymous said…
The pumpkin is a work of art! Da Vinci's inspired? ;-)
Rowena said…
Petra - so far (knock wood), I am able to hold my liquor, or at least to handle it fairly well without passing out. And therefore it also explains the dancing because dancing helps me to burn the alcohol off! Buahahahaa!

Ann - I was telling my husband that this particular pumpkin carved up really easy...not like the usual hard-as-rock pumpkins that we've done before. I think it was just plain happy to be chosen as "the one".

Ilaria - I wish we had more friends that love to throw parties like these ^-^

Nate - they were home alone, behaving, I like to believe.

Zhu - uhmmm...more like Obama (the ears! the ears!)
Unknown said…
Lol awww it looks like your pumpkin has a receding hairline! I mean, that's fine and all. Poor bald pumpkin.
Rowena said…
Boomka - I thank you for not pointing out my unghoulish mug. I wanted to put on white makeup, dammit!

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