Spooky skaters begin to roll into what Hiz Honor da Mayor would call, "Puckin Plaza".
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Hey cow, put those away, this is a family skate
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The ghoulish gather...
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as the "Rave Master" cooks up a route with an Egyptian theme
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Pippi Longstockings, come to skate.
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Spooky photo op, all smiles, but who has the hardest costume to skate in?
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Please observe the speed limit
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Xena Warrior Princess, may be powerful, but arriving on time is her bane. Carmine Miranda, in wonderful form, seems to slowly be losing her cha-cha's skating the Windy City in that sail of a dress.
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Queens of all sorts welcomed. I'm sorry your highness, I just had to.
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Nice costume, coming as a beginner skater who needs help to make it through a rave; brilliant, bravo!
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One legged Steve in scrubs followed by Carmine, Cow, Carl and - the chef, damn no way to keep the alliteration going.
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Carl, having burned out on last year's Jack and Zero costume surprises even himself by showing up; as a skate patroller
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Have we talked about the rolling crime scene which is Philip? That's him outlined in white chalk, with the yellow "police line" hoola hoop.
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Oops, must be another dead body, Philip, got any more chalk?
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Skaters taking to Michigan Ave. Yep, there's a cowboy in every crowd.
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Fred Flintstone and The Cat in the Hat join the bobarazzi and group.
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Rushing the scene down Rush Street
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The preppy comes home, yes I know, this is a very scary costume.
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This is either Preppy Princess or...
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Warrior Dog; you decide.
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The Rave Master doing his ravish thing.
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Rolling into O'Leary's past homeless dude dressed up to look like an executive.
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Xena signals an end to the evening with an ear deafening Warrior Princess war whoop. (Two views.)
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