Here’s a picture of Stephanie and me as Anthony and Cleopatra. I look terrified, and this isn’t (and she’s sitting right next to me as I write this) the best look for Steph. Except the gold lame dress, showing off her svelte bod. And after that is a cuter (in my opinion) picture of Steph.

So, why do we humans like to dress up? This question occupied us for a good ten minutes. Does it go back to dressing in animal skins, imitating the hunt?