thats brilliant! but, you can tell its you- dig out the costume!
It's at my parents' place somewhere. I'm pretty sure the bloke is adamant about digging it out while we're there.
D'aww. Thank you. The girl next to me was my best friend in high school.
Maybe I should resurrect it as a look for TG...
Well, this month's theme IS Twisted Americana ...
Dammit. I most likely won't be able to go this Friday. The bloke gets in from Tromso at around 10:30 PM, and then on Saturday we have to attend a wedding mid-day and get to the airport for our flight to the States. It's all going to be really tight in terms of timing and taxis so I don't think a night out will fit in. *sniff* When's the next one?
Agreed. She should have to put it on now to verify its authenticity.
Then everyone will be screaming about how the fabric still looks clone stamped.
Clearly the only way this is going to end is with her taking a global tour in her cheerleader outfit and punching half her friends list in the groin.
Go Cougars! *waves pom-poms*
That would have been a shame. Thank goodness we aren't in high school any more.
Oh yeah. 1992. It's good to be looking at it from 16 years away.
2008-06-27 16:07 (UTC)
ever a professional...
You wore gloves at all times because you never knew when you might happen into your next target. Of course, as you sat posing for the picture, you realized that you'd gotten your cheek-DNA all over the back, so closed-fisted southpaw strikes to the trachea were going to have to be out until you got laundry done. Ah, memories- some of my closest friends were cheerleader-assassins. What with the first-mission bones on your sleeve, I'll go out on a limb and guess this is a celebratory shot!
Taking out the opposition's quarterback? Why, we wouldn't dream of it. Just look at our innocent, winsome smiles.
There are just. no. words. \o/
Indeed. I simply start to giggle every time I see it.
ZOMG! Cheerleaders can become scientists too!
I wonder what the statistics are on that? I haven't met any others. At least, not any others willing to admit it. ;-)
I can still remember how much hair spray and curling iron work went into that 'do. I used to have really curly hair, so I'm not too surprised to see an escaping ringlet at my temple.
I don't even know where to start. The bow? The blush? The eyebrows? The hair? HOLY 1990s, BATMAN.
2008-06-30 16:07 (UTC)
Swiped from a LJ friend:
PS: hey, I had to give my uniform back.
I seem to remember my uniform being pretty damned expensive, actually. I think we paid about $150 for the skirts & sweaters alone, and that was in the early 90s.