DoubleDose Twins’s gallery

Greek festival, Diwali, and jerk chicken all crammed into one weekend — my closet is in triage and this white dress is making its case. The bra question is still very much open. Settle it for me.

Michelle here — the film festival closes out today and I'm not letting the last screening happen without me. This dress barely passed the carpet check, and I like it that way. Save me the seat next to you.

Miriam here — the marigolds had to come down eventually and I'm keeping the last handfuls for myself. Michelle's asleep, the apartment's finally quiet, and bed is nowhere on my list. Convince me to stay up a little longer.

Halloween's over and Michelle already claimed the hangover, so Día de Muertos is mine — marigolds everywhere, coffee in hand, flower crown half-built on the counter. Tell me the crown's worth the mess.

Horns finally on and the paint survived the ride to Factory Town. This is as dressed as I'm getting tonight — come find me before the last set.

Hocus Pocus at Factory Town opens tonight and my devil horns are still on the counter because I can't stop redoing this lip. The corset's half-laced and I'm calling that finished. Tell me you'd lace the rest of it for me.

The Halloween costume this year is body paint and nothing else, and I'm not waiting until tomorrow to test it out. Tell me you'd be the one holding the brush.

Miriam here — tonight's Odyssey party at Mayami needs a goddess and this drape isn't cooperating. Tell me you'd be the one draping me properly.

Michelle here — Adult Trick or Treat at the wine bar means four pours paired with candy and I stopped counting after the second. This black slip is doing its own haunting before Thursday even arrives — tell me what you'd trade for the last pour.

Miriam here — Halloween is four days out and the bed is buried in costume options I still haven't picked between. This one's currently winning and it's barely a costume. One vote each, make it count.