I hosted a Halloween party on Saturday night called Hallomeme. The idea was that people would come dressed as their favorite internet meme. I went as a Fail Whale (a big thank you to the nice guy at Vineyard Vines who gave me one of their pink foam whale hats). People showed up dressed as Billy Mays, ShamWow Guy, flying spaghetti monster, Ben Bernanke, Hamster on a Piano, Stuff on my Cat, Chuck Norris and Epic Fail.

But one costume was scarier than all of the others.

Ryan Rhea waltzed into my kitchen dressed as me, sign and all. I saw the sign first and kind of giggled. Then I noticed the rest of his dead-on Kerry suit and spent the rest of the evening turning bright red (especially when my husband gave him my headphones to hang off of the side of his bag). Well played, sir. Well played.