Rock ‘n’ Roll Los Angeles 2016 (Hillary Clinton!) – Part 3

November 1, 2016

Picking up from yesterday –

As I walked around the expo, I called Super Cuts and they wouldn’t cut synthetic hair. Thankfully, one of my roommates is a hairdresser. She was booked all night for some event, but she was able to help me out at 4:30 in the morning before the race!

After I picked up my packet, Ailys came by in the late afternoon (with the original non-closeable costume) for fittings and such. She went home and altered everything, and then she came back around 1:30 or so in the morning.

…Thankfully I had amazing people around me doing work. I can only imagine how exhausted they were, because I was exhausted just getting up at all these weird early hours.

So, once it was around 6:15am and the costume and wig and everything was done, I threw on some mascara and lipstick, and headed down to the race.

Quick note about the costume: I will say, the only thing I felt a little weird about this year is that, you know, I’m a little bit fat (and I’m pretty darn curvy). And if I wear the right thing, I can look not quite so fat and try to just accentuate curves… But if I wear something a little more boxy, then I start to look a lot more fat…

I’m NOT saying Queen Hillary (;)) is fat, btw. I’m just saying I can’t pull off her red suit. So, that was a little… um, not like disconcerting, but.. it was just a little uncomfortable… a little weird… a Little something.

Also, Kate MicKinnon always looks amazing in Hillary garb. So, maybe it’s just me being fat and not the suit’s fault! Could be

Anyway, whatever, man! More important to pick a great inspiring moment and try to get it right than to look super pretty or whatever. (She is gorgeous, btw. Gorgeous… That just doesn’t mean that I will be in her clothes, if that makes sense…) Anyway, race time!

Usually, hearing the national anthem is my cue to get my butt down there if I haven’t already.

(I live so close, I can just run down at the start, because it always takes at least half an hour (usually longer) for all the corrals to go through… LA is a treat that way, in that I can really take all the time I want…)

But this time, I was the one singing the National Anthem!

And this is where I’ll pick up tomorrow!

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