Wednesday, February 28, 2007
That was me, the one in the purple cape. Because mobster superheroes wear purple capes, don't'cha know. . .
I could probably leave it just at that. The awesomeness of this poloroid speaks for itself. I will say that my mom wasn't too keen on the idea of toy weapons, so we improvised. My brother made that 'machine gun' himself out of wood scraps (boys will be boys), and I dismantled my toy vacuum cleaner for the green 'club' peeking out from under my cape (tomboys will be tomboys, but we won't give up our sweet purple capes).