Generally around this time of year, I'm on a daily hype about Halloween. This holiday is the parents' dread and the childrens' love.
For little boys, who wouldn't want to be a bloodied vamp?
And for the girls, who wouldn't want to be a flouncing fairy or a beautiful Cinderella?
And for the dogs, who would want to be a plump pumpkin? Oh, I pity those poor animals.
Back in my young days, I didn't care about how much the Halloween costumes cost. As long as it was cool and different and scary.
Nowadays, I'll look online and gasp, cover my little mouth and utter, "Oh my!" and close the window. Sixty bucks for a Southern Bell costume is highly blasphemous.
Which brings me to my conclusion. Why spend a crap load of money for a cheap armful of material that doesn't even look good in the first place when you can actually MAKE your own for probably a third of the price?
This also reminds me of my argument of the adult costumes. Mainly the women's. IS THIS SOME EXCUSE TO SHOW OFF YER BOOBS AND BUTTS FOR ONCE BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN'T STAND LOOKING AT THEM ANY OTHER DAY??
Cough. Sorry.
Seriously, woman. Don't you think you could cover up just a little? Have some dignity!
Anyway. So this year, I'm not entirely sure as to what I'll be. Why not just dress like a freak and go hang out with some friends? It's fun and costless, so it sounds promising.
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