bluecastle | Costumes

I feel like such a hypocrite. Every year during town-wide trick-or-treating I make sure that I am not home so I do not have to deal with small children ringing my doorbell.

This is sort of a family tradition. My mother was a teacher before she retired, and as a teacher it really doesn't pay to let the little bastards know where you live. So trick-or-treat night is a good excuse to go out to dinner and then wander the mall.

And somehow this tradition has somehow stuck with me.

And its sort of a shame. I like the holiday well enough (well, it scared the crap out of me when I was small, but I'm mostly over that now). I am a theater person. I love getting dressed up and being someone else. This is an activity I heartily approve of. I would wear quirky vintage stuff all the time if a) vintage stuff came in my size, and b) if I hadn't been brought up by parents who thought conformity was a BIG GOOD THING.

Also, let's face it... now that I no longer have a drag queen in my life {RIP Syb.}, Halloween is just that much less exciting. :)

{Although, this I know... if there's a drag heaven... they're having a hell of a party right now}

Happily though, I did get to do some Halloween-ing this year. I was asked to help judge costumes for the town Halloween Parade last weekend, and the judges were encouraged to dress up. So... out came the Little Red Riding Hood outfit. Hooray!! Was nice to see all the little (and big) kids and their proud parents and all the good things about Halloween.

And I did help out my friend tonight and supplied the flag pin for the lapel of his politician's suit jacket.

So Happy Halloween all... however you celebrate the day. Or even if you don't.