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I'm gonna meet a studly hippie/goth on my haunted tour and he will be my Hades, but open to Persephone's lessons of spring's renewal and love. We will do some art together.
My half crippled ass better start the costume with a kick ass cane. I can practice making the spasms look like jump scares and jiggly bones.
I need a tophat with silk Sarracenia flowers. I need a duct tape bodyform, and I can pull out some of the flowing clothes that don't fit, but make them fit better. And look better. Fuck, no sewing machine, no job, no sugar daddy. Um, I mean "patron". Or spouse, whatever. Damn, why didn't I ask more loudly for a sewing machine? Can I pull something together by October? Ugh, why do the best ideas come AFTER autumn comes?