April 28, 2008

i'm a little bit tranny and a little bit rock and roll!

A week ago last Friday (yes, I'm slow. Get over it.) was Elvis day at work. Due to the Mall of America hosting some sort of Elvis convention that weekend, and my workplace's close proximity, we decided to have peanut butter and banana sandwiches in one of the conference rooms, along with Elvis flicks playing all day. In our cafeteria, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and fried okra were served. We had Elvis' greatest hits playing on the overhead. Finally, there was a costume contest. Best old Elvis, and best young Elvis. I'm game for any opportunity to dress up. So, lacking any sort of Elvis attire, I used my free night off of rehearsal to find something. We wound up with roughly a half hour at Goodwill. Silly me assumed that there would be a bounty of polyester castoffs, just waiting to be Elvised up. Alas, I was wrong. I found a handful of poly pants, all of which were over priced. Seriously, $8 for elastic waist polyester pants that your Grandmother would probably turn her nose up at? I persevered, and found a pair of white ply flares, from Express of all places, a white button, erm, snap, up with cowboy detailing and rhinestones, and G found a bedazzled white belt. It would have to do. I also made a futile stop at JoAnn's for some glittery fabric, thinking would have time to fashion a cape for my ensemble. I barely had time to get home, sleep and get up for work in the morning! But I did managed to pouf my hair, and put on my fabulous outfit.

Surprisingly, the only other person that really tried to dress up was Proptart, in a black velvet Elvis shirt. Sad. It was still fun, and I got perhaps the best compliment from one of the management team, as referenced in my title.
Behold me as Elvis:

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Don't worry, I'm not quitting my day job.

Posted by raven at April 28, 2008 08:51 PM
Comments

Brilliant! Love the pose.

Posted by: Goobermaster at April 28, 2008 10:26 PM
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