I was with an awesome group with inventive costumes. I mean, the fact that I could dress up like Sylvia Plath and actually have people recognize me is a big step up from gettin shwasted on 6th Street. Instead, there was creative concoctions to drink from and a strobe light that made the beams of light coming at you palpable. There is nothing better than seeing a well-organized Halloween party. I mean, a fire pit out back, a skeleton greeter at a creaky door, and even ghouls awaiting you in the bathroom. To say the least, I was dancing with more than one bloody creature last night.
Ladies.....Halloween has not always been our most adorable and classy day of the year (in fact, most of your costumes start with slutty as your adjective) but, this year, I saw many of you looking downright homely. But hey, I got quite a few laughs, and could it be that the evolution of men (or perhaps I am just entering a more pleasing and mature age bracket) is really occurring and they now really appreciate a good, well-thought out ensemble? I mean, smart people are sexy, and it's about time we all started acknowledging this!
I will give away one Halloween outfit that I saw, in case you need something for next year....some guy bought REALLY hairy arm/sleeve things and said he was the 2nd Amendment. Can you guess what he was? The right to bare arms! Brilliant, I mean really top notch.
So get your pens out and start documenting for next year, because let's face it, you're getting too old to be a sassy devil or the oxymoron that is a slutty angel.
Happy Halloween!!!
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