Well, I had a fabulous time despite not getting laid (though it was my choice, so I can't really offer it as a quantifiable variable to teh overall fun I had or might not have had if that had been a expected variable).

This was the first Halloween I've celebrated in an *adult* way--going out with friends to parties/bars and not just trick or treating with my tribe of kiddo's-- in 9 years! So, for me it was a blast to just mingle with all these other crazy Halloween lovers. To see all the incredibly creative costumes...and I even met a Batman that made his own costume out of liquid black rubber poured into a plaster cast that he sculpted himself months ago, as well as an uber awesome 1940's USO pinup girl that captured the exact look, vibe and even lingo...both of which had my libido turbocharged and drooling. (Tonights Batman actually came damn close to redeeming my least favorite of superhero's simply due to being so damn creative).

Anyway, there are some pics that I'll post sometime tomorrow after I finish prepping food for this party I'm catering for 300 + folks tomorrow night. (Just as a side note, this is precisely WHY I can't stand when people don't RSVP...there could be 100, 300 or 500 and I have to be prepared for all possible scenario's. *UGH*)

Oh, and it was so cool to actually have a recognizable costume this time around. Jessica Rabbit apparently made an impression on our culture with or without having Roger Rabbit as a prop. I used to dress up as various famous redheads but I always needed at least one other person as a supporting role (sometimes in a completely inter-dependent way) to make it work, i.e Daphne (from Scooby Doo), Ginger (from Gilligan's Island), Magenta (from Rocky Horror), etc. There was always Lucille Ball, and folks recognized her without having a prop most of the time.

One thing my date noticed was that when a woman dons a sexy costume it is the one time that it is absolutely okay to ogle her, which in and of itself isn't all that surprising, but what he noticed was that AFTER said person would notice my comically enhanced cleavage (thanks to duct tape) they would immediately look to my face to see if I *caught* them ogling me, then quickly scan the guy I was with for signs of animosity or challenge. Once he clued me into this I saw it everywhere!!!

Another thing I noticed was that this day--Halloween-- allows for a certain sense of camaraderie among females that I don't encounter often. Because we're all dressed up as something or someone other than daily selves there is no *threat*. We're all stepping outside of ourselves and embracing being the *other*, so jealousy and envy seems to be a non-issue, whereas in day to day life if a woman looks *this good* or *that bad* we tend to notice and cast shallow judgment. But on Halloween if someone looks great at whatvever character she's emulating, there's a sense of appreciation.

I also ran into my 20 year old daughter tonight just outside of a bar. She was dressed as a Russian mail order bride, but the only way anyone would know this was due to her taking on the mannerisms and accent of that character. I chatted with her for about 15 minutes and she remained fully in character the entire time!!! I was so proud.

Oh, and my oldest son dressed up as a super-hero with very low self esteem. I wish I could give more details, but alas- in keeping with his age-- he wanted very little to do with me. But it was a fabulous concept costume nonetheless.

-K

hey! i met that rollerblading dude! the one w/the guitar, i mean.

"I had enough trouble getting people to have conversations with my face rather than my boobs."

We don't have to respect you on Halloween!
With all the glorious women who skankify themselves under the flimsy excuse of Halloween, you can't expect us to behave!!