Hello hello y’all, fear not, vegan zombies don’t want your brainzzzzz they simply demand grainzzz… GRAINZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
So this was the first year I’d been able to participate in the Ottawa Zombie Walk. It’s not a protest, but the idea behind it is close to a Flash Mob. Finding myself all dressed up covered in fake blood and shouting at the top of my lungs on the steps of Parliament without carrying a political placard I have to admit was a little bizarre… but So much fun.
I actually raced from a family event that day so I could be there on time to march through the Rideau Centre a la Dawn of the Dead style. When my family asked, ‘Where are you going?’ I turned to them honestly point-blank style, ‘I have to go be a zombie now. bye!’ not a regular conversation you’d have. Same with texts with my friend reading, ‘We need to find blood!’
I didn’t have a chance to go to the pharmacy nor did I want to spend money on red paint so I started looking in my cupboards. This is what I found.
makings of zombie blood...
Yes, so that would be Ketchup, BBQ sauce, chai tea, paprika and flour. I found actually that squishing strawberries was one of the most affective ways to making it. That soupy concoction on the left looks good, hey?
After a little research on the internet I demolished an old dress shirt. It was surprisingly therapeutic and brought on this new feeling of childish glee I hadn’t felt in a long time. I ripped it up, slashed holes in it, frayed the edges
final costume result- see that handprint?!
and then came the fun part. I drag tea bags and potting soil all over it then went to town painting my hand with pasta sauce. Truthfully, I’m convinced I was the best smelling zombie there.
I can tell you, flagging down a cab was hilarious. When we finally found one he was off duty so when I raced up to him looking like this >> the cabbie screamed ‘WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!’ walking around with blood dripping from your neck isn’t socially acceptable I guess. And then the rest of the brigade arrived.
Now for gratuitous zombie pics…
where we joined in- intense looking zombies, oddly enough waiting for traffic lights
photo by ming wu
my zombie thumb got in the way, but look, ma, zombies!
photo by ming wu
oh and on parliament there were many zombies in agreement that there were ‘no brainzzz!’ Though there was zombie blood on its steps.
And that’s about it. It was a HOOT running around the market dressed up like this. tourists were into it and we got to freak out a bunch of kids (not meanly of course) but just yelling and screaming and walking drunk-like was a blast, and weirdly cathartic. Don’t know if I’ll do it next year, but it was definitely fun! Me and the other 600 odd zombies think so.
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