Well, if you're me, you do. I once bought a book on ebay that I had discovered in my elementary school library when I was in the fourth grade. When it arrived, I took one look at it, and promptly decided to buy the same book again when I realized the cover was wrong- not the one that had captured my youthful imagination the first time around. And then I donated the book with the offending cover to my university's library. Just one of those beautiful, life-coming-full-circle thangs.
|It's Grumpy Cat, in case you couldn't tell|
I don't know why Halloween just does it for me. Scratch that, hell yeah I do! Candy, candy, and oh yeah, CANDY coming out the yin yang. And even better (as if that were possible), you get to dress up as all sorts of outrageous things. It's also that time of year that reminds me why I got that theatre minor in the first place.
And really, it's the costume part of Halloween that has sorta become my trademark. And because this is MY blog, I get to both exhibit and brag about some of my favorite costumes- and you all get to do the judging. Which is really more or less unnecessary because these costumes have already been judged, and I've won four (count 'em) FOUR costume contests. 'Tis a proud legacy. Bragging (temporarily) over.
Anyway, I guess it all started, as most things do (see above book cover scenario), in my childhood.
|Is it creepy to think of yourself as a sexy kid? Or just narcissistic?|
The High School years-
The costume was my brainchild, but my mother's hard work.
|I'm a bunch of grapes! Please ignore the traumatic, junior year braces.|
The College Years-
Freshman year of college, I went as a mildly sexy vampire. Not too shabby. Sophomore year, I went as a dark fairy, winning me my second costume contest, which I really didn't understand. I mean, it looked pretty good, by there was some REALLY stiff competition. There was a guy who freaking dressed like princess Leia, buns and all, and the best part- FULLY BEARDED!
|I add this without permission of the subject. And it feels so liberating!|
|Make-up mask courtesy of friend/roomie Alta Stokes-Baxter.|
|That night, I could have made my motto "dance like no one's watching. Except I hate that motto, and I hope everyone WAS watching. I sure as hell put enough effort into this absurd get-up.|
|I used whipped cream as the pus, which I would squirt into my mouth, and then spit out when I squeezed myself (only when I was outside, of course. I'm not an animal).|
|It takes a very special friend, however unwilling, to put themselves in this compromising position.|
Say hello to costume contest winner #3.
|I'm ALWAYS watching!|
|You may recognize this girl from a previous Halloween. This is my friend, Crotch, and yes, that is her name (that I gave her Freshman year of college).|
|This was taken at work. I handed out Skittles and everything. For HR reasons, I avoided saying "taste the rainbow."|
|I've always thought Jennifer Aniston could pass for my Doppleganger...|
Here's to hoping you all had a Halloween equally as delightful. Due to the fact that I was dieting, I didn't eat any candy. Not a single piece- a confession that does not please me in the slightest. But being down 28 pounds does. Hey, it wouldn't be a proper entry if I didn't fit in one more bit of bragging here at the end. And on that note...
Frightfully and fitfully yours,