"Halloween is the one night a year
when girls can dress like a total slut
and no other girls can say anything about it."
~ Lindsay Lohan, "Mean Girls"
This quote came to mind as I was driving through the downtown last night. Every manner of "hot" costume was parading in 3-inch heel, off-balance zig-zags down the streets. Firemen with hot pants jambed up butt cracks. Rainbow Brites that could easily bump the lovable cartoon up to PG-13. And several Playboy Bunnies that seemed to be lost not only on the street but also in inebriation. Yes. Every year I poke fun. And every year I scoff at the long-legged, half-naked sorority clones huddling together for warmth against the forty degree wind chill. And damn it, every year I get that secret yearning to join them in skankdom.
And luckily, just as I was considering a purchase of some kind of skin-baring monstrosity (Like the hot Snow White, or the hot kitty, ...or the hot plumber? Ew.), a bellydancing friend put out the invitation for what is becoming a yearly tradition. Her family owns a small farm house and cow ranch just a few miles out of town - the absolutely perfect location for a Halloween party.* As well as the perfect location for a costume photo shoot. Several of us chipped in bags of costuming and our photography skills until we lost our light for the evening.
Then it was off with the costumes to munch on hors d'ouvres, fry up some burgers, and watch the terrible movie of choice - Fire and Ice. Ah, rotoscoped, half-naked, no-visible-plot line, 80's goodness.
Then it was off with the costumes to munch on hors d'ouvres, fry up some burgers, and watch the terrible movie of choice - Fire and Ice. Ah, rotoscoped, half-naked, no-visible-plot line, 80's goodness.
This was, beyond a doubt, one of the best Halloweens I've ever had. I hope everyone enjoys theirs tonight! Happy Halloween!
*Apparently, this is also the perfect place to test the amount of love your daughter's new boyfriend has for her. Elena tried bringing her boyfriend (now fiance) home for the weekend only to be thwarted by her parents - who weren't exactly comfortable with the two sleeping in the same location. Instead, Andrew was required to spend the night alone in this farm house, several miles away from Elena's house, in the middle of nowhere, with funny smells, inhuman sounds, mouse skeletons and box elder bugs, and only one light out by a decomposing barn.
7 comments:
Haha, I agree! There is line between sexy and slutty! Glad you had a great Halloween! Sounds like a fun time to me :)
Lovely post. What a nice blog you have. Thank you so much for leaving a comment on my blog (the one about eating out being such a shocking waste of money!). All the best Juno x
Love your new updated blog!
Yes I have the same quandry every year do I join the slut crowd or find something else to do? I have not yet joined them, I always find something better and it looks like you found something fabulous!
Blessings to you on these chilly magical days of the year, may the passing of the old year sweep aside all your fears and worries and the coming of the new bring you joy, happiness & honour.
Just catching up and stopping by to wish you a lovely Halloween. Hugs and sparkles - WG
I've always wondered when Halloween became about dressing up like a slut, rather than being scary.
Me? I dressed up as an accurate Pirate. One girl that I ran into at Starbucks threw on a cheap coin bra and a cheap hip scarf... and that was it. And she called herself a Belly Dancer. Oh boy did I feel Insulted. X.x
Love your pictures though :) They're great :)
@Suravi, hope you have a cozy Halloween! :)
@Juno, thanks for visiting too!
@FS, Hope you're staying warm up there in your cozy 70 degree-with-humidity weather. ...I'm jealous. :)
@WG, Thanks! Blessed Samhain!
@Soraya, Then you gotta say, "Oh! You're a belly dancer! Let's see some moves!" :P
Oh yes, Lol If I wasn't in an extremely tightly cinched corset and 5 inch heels I totally would have shown her up. Lol!! Starting with a Zhagareet!!
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