Too many Costumes…
I fear Halloween in this town. The parade has warm memories, and I
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I get stuck every year as a freaking black-eyed pea. You stick a P on a white t-shirt, use eye-liner to make a black eye, and there you go. Lame, but since my parents refused to buy me costumes when I was a child, I’ve been the same thing since I was 5.
After toying with a lot of different costume ideas including chop sticks, Offred (the main character from Atwood’s Handmaid’s Tale), Molly Ringwald, and classic zombie I’ve finally settled on costuming myself as a pathetic professor from some small Liberal Arts college in the middle of nowhere. My boyfriend is going as my femme girlfriend/student. I’m thinking awkward ill-fitting skirt that’s twisted halfway around my waist; I’m thinking those nylon trial socks you get at the shoe store, loafers, oversized sports jacket and unibrow. Awesome.
totally agree, john-boy. i was just bemoaning the fact, over the weekend, that this whole three-day halloween celebreation is a little much…