(Truly scary. Photo by Jen.) (Update: here's another one. What red eyes I have! Please notice I painted 30 Seconds to Mars stupid symbols on my tshirt with fabric paint.)
I was Jared Leto on Saturday, which was Halloween for me (and apparently most of the city). Yes, I had to tell people and hold up my Summer's Emo Douche (Jared's home sweet home) for them to get it, and by 3 am I was loudly complaining to anyone who would listen and roll their eyes that I was "So ready to be pretty again," but it was my most fun Halloween in New York, for sure.
As my friends at the post-apocalyptic Spring Street party (frat boy interlopers unsuccessfully attempting to scavenge my group's well-hidden beer stash: "I heard the guy who lives here owns a hedge fund.") can attest, all it takes is a few sprays of temporary black hair dye and some eyeliner to turn me into a full on BADASS. So much so that I might be disguising my identity in order to verbally eviscerate bathroom-line-cutting-prostitutes at regular parties in the future. I just need a superhero name...
More Leto fun: Best Week Ever mashes up their favorite Leto movie moments.
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