HALLOWEEN ROCKS!!!!
Sexy sleeveless long gown. Check
Black lacy overcoat with red spiders all over and red satin ties. Check
Pointy lacy red and black hat. Check
Black sandals-Check
Cute broom-Check.
Black kohl-ringed eyes. Check.
In case anyone is wondering if I have defected to a fashion house, I was just describing my Halloween attire. People here really take their Halloween outfits very seriously. I figured that one out yesterday.
It started right from the bus in the morning. At every stop there would be angels of every hue and color, bunnies, a Viking queen and even Xena the Warrior Queen getting on. There weren’t too many witches though, which was funny, considering it was Halloween after all. I would have loved to get on to the bus in my full witch regalia, but I was unsure if the bus driver would let me get on the bus, broom and all. He could tell me to fly to work on my broom right?
Note: I got more compliments yesterday than I ever have in my life. So I look good in witches’ attire? Go figure….
At the witching hour, the trick or treaters started arriving. “D” looked handsome in his King Arthur regalia. “C” was the Rainbow Bride. She wore a really short blue costume trimmed in white fur with a halter neck and multicolored gloves and stockings. It was hot enough to turn the cold evening steamy.
Soon we had a whole parade of kids and not-so-kiddy teenagers at our doorstep demanding candy. There were some who could hardly talk, they were so small!! I loved handing out the candy and wishing everyone a “Happy Halloween.”
Soon it was time to go downtown. This was the best part according to “D” and “C”. I was skeptical. Downtown on a week night? I was sure it was going to be deader than a graveyard in the middle of the night, but then as usual, I was proved wrong. I was warned by “D” that some of the girls did tend to dress a “little slutty”. Understatement of the year?
We were joined by some friends and we sure were a motley crew. We had
Rainbow bride: She drew enough wolf whistles and cat calls to set “D”s teeth on edge. I bet he was dying to hit some of the people.
Psycho: It was “M” in a really scary mask. The guy is at least 6 feet tall and lanky. He wore a really baggy pair of jeans and a white shirt smeared with blood. He looked pretty natural, scratching his head and looking retarded. His favorite game was to hide behind walls and come out suddenly screaming his head off. And for some reason his favorite people to scare were Asians. He had the time of his life yesterday.
The Green Alien: This was a very pretty girl dressed in a short green silk dress, with a laser gun and an insect like mask.
Captain America: He wore a red and blue dress rather like Superman and he had foam rubber shaping his superb muscles. He did everything from direct traffic to warn people against Psycho. He also broke into an impromptu jig with a couple of girls at a traffic light to the accompaniment of much clapping and whistling.
We also had bat-girl and a girl pirate to heat up things if things weren’t hot enough already.
Downtown yesterday was a riot of color. The costumes ranged from the innovative to the completely bizarre. How else do you explain a penis with two testicles, a lady dressed in a towel with bubbles in her head, someone dressed in a Sikh’s turban and someone else dressed in a saree!!! The best one was this truly beautiful woman all dressed in black leather as a dominatrix. She was dragging along this guy, also dressed in black leather. She willingly swatted anyone who wanted to be swatted on their butts with a leather whip.
And as for the women. Looks like yesterday’s motto was “Less is better.” Everyone lived up to that unspoken rule. Suffice to say that it was every guy’s wet dream come true.
We traipsed along the streets seeing and being seen, having the time of our lives. I had to be particularly careful to see that I did not poke anyone in the eye with my broom. But in spite of all the glitz and the glamour as well as the blatantly sexual nature of the costumes, there wasn’t a single instance where someone misbehaved. I really admired that kind of restraint. And I am pretty glad I decided to get into the spirit of things, sore feet and the cold, notwithstanding.
Black lacy overcoat with red spiders all over and red satin ties. Check
Pointy lacy red and black hat. Check
Black sandals-Check
Cute broom-Check.
Black kohl-ringed eyes. Check.
In case anyone is wondering if I have defected to a fashion house, I was just describing my Halloween attire. People here really take their Halloween outfits very seriously. I figured that one out yesterday.
It started right from the bus in the morning. At every stop there would be angels of every hue and color, bunnies, a Viking queen and even Xena the Warrior Queen getting on. There weren’t too many witches though, which was funny, considering it was Halloween after all. I would have loved to get on to the bus in my full witch regalia, but I was unsure if the bus driver would let me get on the bus, broom and all. He could tell me to fly to work on my broom right?
Note: I got more compliments yesterday than I ever have in my life. So I look good in witches’ attire? Go figure….
At the witching hour, the trick or treaters started arriving. “D” looked handsome in his King Arthur regalia. “C” was the Rainbow Bride. She wore a really short blue costume trimmed in white fur with a halter neck and multicolored gloves and stockings. It was hot enough to turn the cold evening steamy.
Soon we had a whole parade of kids and not-so-kiddy teenagers at our doorstep demanding candy. There were some who could hardly talk, they were so small!! I loved handing out the candy and wishing everyone a “Happy Halloween.”
Soon it was time to go downtown. This was the best part according to “D” and “C”. I was skeptical. Downtown on a week night? I was sure it was going to be deader than a graveyard in the middle of the night, but then as usual, I was proved wrong. I was warned by “D” that some of the girls did tend to dress a “little slutty”. Understatement of the year?
We were joined by some friends and we sure were a motley crew. We had
Rainbow bride: She drew enough wolf whistles and cat calls to set “D”s teeth on edge. I bet he was dying to hit some of the people.
Psycho: It was “M” in a really scary mask. The guy is at least 6 feet tall and lanky. He wore a really baggy pair of jeans and a white shirt smeared with blood. He looked pretty natural, scratching his head and looking retarded. His favorite game was to hide behind walls and come out suddenly screaming his head off. And for some reason his favorite people to scare were Asians. He had the time of his life yesterday.
The Green Alien: This was a very pretty girl dressed in a short green silk dress, with a laser gun and an insect like mask.
Captain America: He wore a red and blue dress rather like Superman and he had foam rubber shaping his superb muscles. He did everything from direct traffic to warn people against Psycho. He also broke into an impromptu jig with a couple of girls at a traffic light to the accompaniment of much clapping and whistling.
We also had bat-girl and a girl pirate to heat up things if things weren’t hot enough already.
Downtown yesterday was a riot of color. The costumes ranged from the innovative to the completely bizarre. How else do you explain a penis with two testicles, a lady dressed in a towel with bubbles in her head, someone dressed in a Sikh’s turban and someone else dressed in a saree!!! The best one was this truly beautiful woman all dressed in black leather as a dominatrix. She was dragging along this guy, also dressed in black leather. She willingly swatted anyone who wanted to be swatted on their butts with a leather whip.
And as for the women. Looks like yesterday’s motto was “Less is better.” Everyone lived up to that unspoken rule. Suffice to say that it was every guy’s wet dream come true.
We traipsed along the streets seeing and being seen, having the time of our lives. I had to be particularly careful to see that I did not poke anyone in the eye with my broom. But in spite of all the glitz and the glamour as well as the blatantly sexual nature of the costumes, there wasn’t a single instance where someone misbehaved. I really admired that kind of restraint. And I am pretty glad I decided to get into the spirit of things, sore feet and the cold, notwithstanding.
posted by newatthis at 5:09 PM
2 Comments:
did someone say 'dominatrix'... now halloween sounds like my kinda holiday, huh sam?!! ;)
yeah it sure is bin, right up your alley!!
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