In my freshman year of high school I went to our Halloween bash dressed as the Demon. No worries, I wasn’t alone, Starchild, Catman, and Spaceman were all my wingwomen. Actually there was a little bickering involved about who would be the Starchild, you know, I’ve always wanted to be Paul Stanley when I grew up…but I figured Gene Simmons was the next best thing.
Needless to say the costumes didn’t go over big with the nuns at our private catholic girl’s high school but we had fun none the less. Till this day KISS still rocks my adult life, my sister says I was born in the wrong era….
Moral of the story? Couldn’t help but hum Dr Love as I was washing my hair this morning with a little Lush Dr Peppermint thus my KISS reference eh?