Halloween is a strange holiday. Some have said it comes from the Romans...Others from the Irish, Welsh and Scots. A LONG time ago. Back then, it had nothing to do with getting candy, bobbing for apples or trying to scare the crap out of your neighbor. Probably. It also had nothing to do with dressing up. Probably!
Nowadays, people dress up to be the complete opposite of what they are...or dress up to be what they wish they could be. And then they get drunk. And act stupid. Flirt like they wouldn't. Maybe hook up. And blame it on the holiday.
My radio station holds a party every year and this was the first time I could go. I begged for suggestions as to what I should go as...I REALLY was looking for something unique and unexpected. Realized quickly that I was going to have to fend for myself.
After a semi-laid back Friday in this little lace lingerie thingy, I decided to go as something that I kind of was....a black widow spider. I've had three major relationships that I 'ruined'....and I had the perfect excuse to wear lingerie in public and make fun of myself.
All but one of my radio station coworkers and friends had NO IDEA who I was. I guess that's what happens when you let the girls out to play! I got looks ( and second and third looks) all night long. While it was fun being incognito for a bit...I wish I'd get hit on 1/16th of the times I was hit on while I was in costume.
I wrote this last year around this time. I never posted it but was reminded of it today when Bubs asked me what I was going to go as for Halloween. He didn't see the humor when I said: "What, you don't think a middle-aged Mommy wearing track pants and NO makeup is scary enough?!"
Jen, what constitutes hitting on you? I thought I was beginning to annoy you, so I stopped. And it's probably good I never saw you in that costume. I might have hurt myself....
ReplyDeletewhat constitutes hitting on me??? Asking me to marry you!! :)
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