A friend had to go to a Hollywood type music industry Halloween party. She panicked. I didn’t. I told her to make herself as pretty as possible, and I would deliver the finishing touch; and that would be her costume = just trust & she did.

I went through all the fashion mags I could, and started cutting out eyes. I took my collection over to her, found one that matched, and glued it on. Done.

She talked all night to various personality types, and every once in a while someone mid-sentence would gasp and swoon and shutter, wondering how long had she been spying on them with her center “Third eye”.

Surprise!