There’s something very satisfying about being a zombie. No need for perfection, no need to cover up flaws, no worry over splotchy, uneven skin tones. Heck, you can have open, bleeding sores and it’s no worries.
I admit, my zombie was less, umm, oozy than Chrispy’s above (which was awesome) but it was still my costume of choice for Maracas’ Hallowe’en party this past weekend, and to my great glee, I found a youtube video detailing pretty much everything I needed to know about how to do your very own zombie makeup with eyeshadow and some basic brushes.
In my case, since I don’t have cream eyeshadows or blush, I used lipsticks for some of the colours, but nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, my entire palette of tools consisted of the following:
That, along with a flesh wound I picked up at a Hallowe’en store (I couldn’t resist) took me from plain to braaaaiiiiins inside of 90 minutes. (I admit I took my time with the makeup — it’s fun! — but I also finished way sooner than I’d feared, just under an hour.)
I’m not suggesting anyone in Hollywood is about to hire me for my l33t makeup sk1llz, but it’s kind of fun to know that I’m capable of whipping up some costume theatrics on occasion. (I’ll admit to needing help blending in my latex injuries with the rest of my skin though. Hmm, wonder if there’s a video for that?)
So, how was the rest of the party? Well, I’m sad The Boy couldn’t be there, but an amazing time was had by all. Organization, foodstuffs and decorations were all way over the top, to the point that I don’t think anyone in our circle of friends would ever dare host a Hallowe’en party now, for fear of comparisons.
That’s about as high as praise gets for a party, no? It was an excellent evening — many thanks to our hosts for their incredible efforts.
Now, if I could just think of reasons to paint bruises and other theatre effects on before next Hallowe’en…