Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. In high school I celebrated by throwing the biggest party of the year—every year (thanks for being so cool, mom and dad). Back then, I planned my costume six months ahead, and my mom sewed it for me (thanks again mom). In college I marched in the Village Halloween parade—three times. Then the merrymaking evolved into barhopping and attending parties, and the costume planning shortened to the weeks, not months, approaching October 31.
Last year, I threw my costume together on Halloween night. This year, things are shaping up similarly. I think I’m going to be a Jeopardy contestant. Thanks, Becky!
Correspondingly, as the costume planning takes up less time, irreverence and timeliness become more important than bearing skin. Yes, if you can pull off Bernie Madoff or Balloon Boy this year, you’re golden. Sure beats fading into the sea of slutty vampires...
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