I’m just going to come right out and say it… I don’t really like Halloween. Okay, okay, everyone slow down for just a quick second while I elaborate. I don’t like scary. I don’t like blood. I don’t like spider webs. I don’t like being surrounded by too many girls wearing too little clothing. You get my drift? I do, however, like dressing up and candy corn and pumpkin flavored everything. Basically, I like your grandma’s Halloween.
Now, I don’t dress up for Halloween every year, but when I do it’s always two things: cheap and last minute. I just can’t swallow spending $55 for a costume that is literally going to fall apart before I even get out the door. Plus, that doesn’t give my imagination any chance to have some fun. I prefer waiting until the day before I need an outfit and then showing up at the Goodwill with a $5 bill and sheer desperation. Last year Michael and I were invited to a last minute Halloween outing and did just that, ending up as a couple from the 50’s.