my Maid of Horror was so named because she sometimes lacks...the drive to be helpful. also, it's just a really awesome title. at this moment the rest of the crew are doing their parts, attempting to get me into my complicated dress. and then i see this slacker in the far corner of the church basement. at least she's reading a good book, right? : )
a few minutes later, i reached the end of my rope in terms of handling her complaints about her painful shoes (which did not fit her feet -borrowed that day from a friend), so i told her to put on the damn boots that she arrived in. i don't think i've ever seen her so happy. i love my Maid of Horror. she did splendidly!
photos by Bernard Nguyen and Charlie Beck