Originally Posted October 31, 2012:
If you know me at all or have ever read this blog, then you know that I love Halloween. And I especially love Halloween costumes. My favorites are always the play-on-words, mainly because they’re clever, cheap, and easy.
But first, let’s take it back to a time when I was super adorable:
I could wear this Native American costume because I, too, am Native American. Just to, you know, calm any concerns out there about my political correctness when I was FOUR.
I still like to do my blush like that sometimes.
And then there was the best childhood costume of all, when I dressed up a “Glacier Monster”:
Just kidding. I was just really, really ugly that entire year.
Hike school! This is the only Halloween picture I have of HS:
You can almost see the corruption starting here, as I dressed up as a mentally-unstable cheerleader, mainly just so I could look super ugly for my game that night and piss off my cheerleading coach who hated me for having – get this! – “a negative attitude.”
And then I became an adult:
Hispanic Girl Gangsta –
Yeah, yeah, I know, this costume was ripe with awful stereotypes but it was also 1999 and we barely had the internet and therefore there weren’t any Gawker articles to tell us how to think and so none of us knew any better.
2 Girls 1 Cup:
Betty White’s Box (hanging with that clown, Jason DeRusha):
50 Shades of Grey:
Missing, of course, is a picture of my Douchebag (a black garbage bag with douche products taped all over it) costume. I think Karah is the only one who has pictures of that costume, and she’s not givin’ ’em up.
Oh, and last year’s Pin-Up Girl costume. Which was really just code for, “I’m depressed and I have to wear a dress anyway tonight, so…”
Well, I have to go now! I have to go to this women’s Halloween happy hour thing in Cable with my mom at the Natural History Museum where every woman has to bring a bottle of wine and appetizers so that there’s plenty to choose from when, say, you’re trying to awkwardly escape the dozen or so “Soooo…you’re back in town, huh?” a.k.a. I-know-you-broke-up-with-that-guy-you-moved-back-down-to-the-cities-for-and-I-wanna-hear-all-about-it-but-maybe-I’ll-just-ask-your-mom-about-it-later themed conversations.
[Editor’s Update for 2013]
(The maxi pad is my favorite part.)
Posted October 31, 2012, revised October 28, 2013
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