Every year I tell myself I'm going to plan my Halloween costume in advance, and it's going to be clever. Last year was the only year the clever part actually happened, and I still ended up putting pieces of it together at the last minute.I don't know what to do for Halloween now that I'm not in college, either. Last year I just went to a different college to celebrate, instead. I went with a group of girls that used to go to Virginia Tech and we stayed with my sister who goes there now. We had a group theme of cereal characters, and I was the Dig 'Em Frog from Honey Smacks. I had my mom make green leggings, which I wore over my other black leggings (it was cold). I bought a plain yellow shirt, borrowed a green sweater and left that unbuttoned, and wore a red hat. I drew out what the frog's shirt says on paper, and pinned it to the yellow shirt. I even bought new blue tennis shoes and put little froggy bumps on my nose, just like the Dig 'Em frog has, using white and green face paint. Then I made a giant spoon out of aluminum foil (which was the key to everyone figuring out what my costume was, it turned out).
It was comfortable, warm, and pretty good if I do say so myself. Definitely got some comments--most people didn't know what the heck I was but some people were like, yeahhh! Honey Smacks! (Which is the reaction I was going for, in case you were wondering.) Lots of people thought I was a Ninja Turtle. And by the end of the night...I just started saying yes when they asked if that's what I was, because I didn't feel like explaining to those who had missed out on the joys of Honey Smacks in their childhood. (Funny thing is it's not like I was big into Honey Smacks...but come on, who doesn't know Honey Smacks?)
Anyways, that was the most pride I've ever had on Halloween. At least in the years where I've had to find/make my own costumes. My mom used to make all of mine when I was younger, and she definitely had some gems.
The year before that, I went as a carrot. A carrot. I wore an orange dress, a green headband, and I wrote "CARROT" on a piece of paper and pinned it to my back. Incredibly lame. But I didn't care. I'm usually a big planner. Like to know what I'm going to do in advance. I guess it should tell me I don't really care about Halloween as much as other things that I deem plan-worthy. Either that, or my creative side takes a long vacation in the fall.
Other failures of costumes I threw together or found at the last minute in college included:
A bee costume: not a failure, just lame because I borrowed it at the last minute and it was from the basement of one of my friend's houses.
Mighty Mouse: I wore Soffe shorts over leggings that I borrowed, and wrapped a red tshirt around my neck as my cape. This one I thought was good, just because...I'm small. And...mighty. But it was really last minute and I used totally random pieces of clothing, half of which weren't even mine (noticing a pattern...?).
Thug: I wasn't planning on going out this night, because I'd gone out the night before and dressed up, but my friend told me I HAD to come to the party she was going to. So...I looked around my room and saw a red du-rag (gag gift from softball? whim purchase at CVS? not sure...). That inspired my thug outfit. I wore an over-sized tshirt and shorts and my du rag, and went out to the streets of West Philadelphia. Brilliant. Little white girl dressed as a thug.
The year before the Dig 'Em Frog, I decided to buy a costume. I was tired of having lame costumes, so I bought one. I chose the Twister costume. It looked good, but then I had random drunk guys asking if they could play. I went along with it a couple times, because that is the nature of the game and my hat was the spinner. But then I smacked a guy for choosing a yellow I did not approve of, and the allure of the costume went away. Then I was dubbed the angry girl who wouldn't let them play Twister. A price to pay...haha.
This year, my boyfriend and I are going as Secretary and Boss. I came up with that yesterday. Boom. Some things never change.
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