I shouldn't be prideful, but I am still SO proud of how good I looked. I even "accidentally" bumped into my own brother and he didn’t recognize me! I knew there was no way I could compete with last year but I still wanted to try. Instead of switching my race, I switched my gender. :)
I borrowed some clothes from a neighbor, plastered my hair to my head and wore a wig. I tried to disguise my face by darking my eyebrows, adding a little bit of a five-o-clock shadow, and by giving myself a serious acne outbreak with a red pencil. Of course I had to have 'the walk', had to pull up my pants every step I took and carried a “don’t mess with me because I'm too cool for you" attitude.