Halloween is such a great holiday. A day to dress ourselves up in our alter-egos. No one else can really convince you of a costume you should wear. It has to resonate with you somehow. Someone will say "hey, you should be a (fill-in here)" and even if it's a great idea for someone, it may not be a great idea for you. The costume has to speak to you.
The Halloween pre-func is some of the best part of the whole night. I went to my friend's house where we had dinner, drank wine and passed out candy to trick or treaters, while we helped each other into our getups before heading out to the parties. I opted for the Sugar Plum Fairy and my pal was a jilted murdered bride back from the grave. Her makeup consisted of the ghoulish sort while mine was glitter and sparkles. We were definitely the odd couple.
The number one costume this season was Sarah Palin and we ran across a few. The best one was the host of our first party. His interpretation was quite humorous given his size 14 shoes. Another fellow was John McCain with a Sarah blow up doll strapped on in classic BJ form. Disgusting? Sure. Creative and funny? Absolutely.
Our second stop was a bit quieter. It was nearly 1.00 by then so maybe it was slowing down. We didn't stay long before heading out to party #3 where there was a live band, dancing in the living room and a lively crowd.
All the usual suspects were out, pirate, astronaut, Elvis, skeleton, Santa Claus, Kermit and Miss Piggy, cowgirls and goblins. One thing I realized, Halloween is not a good man meeting holiday. Everyone is so into character you really have no idea who you're talking to. But it was a fun night, we partied til the cows came home. Or, until we came home anyway. Didn't actually see any cows come to think of it.
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