I’ve always been scared of spiders, but since it’s Halloween month, I decided to try my first attempt to doodlewash one. As I was finishing it, I started to get really creeped out so I think that was a good sign that I was getting the likeness across. Spiders are just about the spookiest creatures on the planet.
I saw a fake spider today that made me think of drawing one when Philippe and I went to one of those pop-up Halloween shops. We didn’t intend to buy anything as we don’t intend to do anything special for Halloween, but we wanted to see what was trending. The store was conveniently set up in rows so moving across the store you could shop, sweet kids, bad kids, unoriginal adults, creepy goth adults, cosplay lovers, can’t-get-a-date geeks, and party sluts.
I’m always amazed by the vast array of products at these stores and never disappointed by the selection. My favorite are the “clever” couple costumes. It’s all there, whether you want to be bacon and eggs, peanut butter and jelly, or a plug and socket. You’re sure to find that perfect costume that’s just so “us.”
Next to these amazing finds were the large fake butts, fake boobs, and the ever clever “endowment in a cast,” enlarged to comic portions to ensure you’re the life of the party (assuming other equally clever party goers didn’t shop the same store) The only thing I ever found fun about going to large Halloween costume parties was watching the people who had waited all year to show off their most juvenile sexual fantasies.
For my costume, I always used the same black cape my mother had made me my senior year of high school when I sang “Music of the Night” from Phantom of the Opera for a show choir performance. I didn’t go as the Phantom, but would simply powder my face, add some eyeliner, and say I was Dracula. It was my easy go-to costume and I just stuck with it. I had to watch the amount of eyeliner, as one year I’m pretty sure it was a bit too feminine. It was too late to fix it, so I just spent the evening introducing myself as Dragula.
The only time I ever strayed from my standby was the last party I attended a few years ago. It was the day of the party and a couple of other friends and I were out shopping for last minute costumes. We decided we should all go as sailors under a “Fleet Week” theme, so we went to a military surplus store. Once we had donned our costumes, we looked less like sexy sailors and more like a relatively redundant version of the Village People. It was at this point I decided to simply give up and stop going to these.
So this Halloween, I’ll be comfortably at home, and doing my people watching from a safe distance via Facebook. I find this far more enjoyable, because I can leave the party whenever I like. For those of you who love these parties, I say party on friends! I love that you do! But for me, I’m going to once again honor my fears by avoiding all the spooky spiders this year and putting poor Dragula back in the closet.Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in