There was a very severe problem with the costume that Alicia had chosen to wear. While it was a very Alicia thing to wear, - considering she more often than not did outrageous things to cover up a bad day filled with memories or a sleepless, nightmare filled night - it was a problem to get angel wings that ran down your arms into an overcoat that would cover up the rest of the scandalous outfit.
She certainly wasn't being whorey or anything, the idea of being a Victoria's Secret Angel just had popped into her head the day before and she figured what the hell, why not?
Apparating directly outside of Ginny's house door, Alicia knocked only once before turning the knob for herself and entering, her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip to try and keep the fits of giggles that were about to burst out of her at the idea of her standing in this neighborhood dressed as she was. A wrapped gift in her hand, and a bottle of vodka under her arm, Alicia glanced around at all of the spectacular costumes before she spotted Angelina. Grinning, she stepped toward her friend, shutting the door behind her, and leaving her drink contribution and the gift on the correct table.