7 posts tagged halloween
my buffy costume required very frosty makeup
PATSY AND BUFFY
i was buffy for halloween but i never posted photos of it
hilary was patsy from abfab but ended up looking like me or maybe like frances bean dressed up as courtney, and felicite is harriet the spy
so this is happening
I told you so! (Scroll back two posts.) This year’s Pretentious Slutoween Because Hey I Won’t Have These Legs Forever costume was Diane Lane in Ladies and Gentlmen The Fabulous Stains, which seemed to be met with either blank stares or really, really enthusiastic recognition, which is half of what’s so fun about movie character costumes. (Though last year everyone seemed to think my Pris costume was, like, “Taylor Momsen.”)
Shirt from American Apparel, tights from H+M, makeup and a bra and shoes and boyshort bikini bottoms and a coat I already had, and one exciting shopping expedition to get a wig plus some weave is all this one took.
First ever trashtastic Halloween costume turns out to be, uh, probably the trashiest thing I’ve ever worn, so perhaps I’m glad that this awkward photo is the only somewhat full-length of the getup? I was psyched on how many people came up to me (from Top 8 to Visionaire’s impossibly classy Halloween party at PS1, which involved some of the wildest and most elaborate costumes I’ve ever seen, though there also were about 18 models dressed as cats in Miu Miu cat collars and Karmen Pedaru in that red velvet Altuzarra catsuit?) screeching about the awesomeness of Blade Runner. Though I did also get asked if I was Taylor Momsen a few times. WHICH I REALLY FEEL OKAY ABOUT.
shorts alexander wang
mesh shirt, tights, thigh highs, etc american apparel
In general, despite the fact that in theory it should be my FAVOURITE THING EVER (dressing up?! witches?! the vile sweetness of candy corn which I love above all things?!), I have to admit that I kind of hate Halloween. I hate the pomp and circumstance of it, the disgusting amount of effort to find a party halfway worth going to which inevitably always sort of ends up being mildly disappointing, the fact that it involves being assaulted by the disassembled wings/oversized hats/gorilla suits/miscellaneous accessories of miscellaneous assholes who are too drunk to realize that they are currently invading your personal space with aformentioned oversized costume accoutrements, the mixed feelings I always have about decorative gourd season (and the fact that I was amused by that, when I try not to be amused by McSweeney’s), the stress of putting together OMG THE MOST PERFECT COSTUME EVER, and, I don’t know, the fact that I’m just an irascible curmudgeonly shrewish joykill when it comes to holidays that intimidate me and/or have an intimidating expectation of fun-having. (It’s just part of my charm, I know.)
In general since college I’ve been copping out, which means stressing out for all of October, swearing it off entirely three days before, and then being persuaded out day-of and needing to throw something together last-minute, which means using it as an excuse to wear a wig/mask/something I kind of wanted to wear anyhow but wasn’t totally appropriate for ordinary weekend wear. (See: 2007, &2, 2009, &2.) Last year’s elaborate lace mask was gorgeous and a great investment, but as it turned out, Halloween parties require one’s peripheral vision (see previous rant about oversized accoutrements) and after approximately two drinks ended up as more of a headpiece. Oops.
THIS YEAR, however, dear readers, I am PLANING IN ADVANCE. I have narrowed down my INFINITE OPTIONS to three, and decided to blog about it to relieve my anxiety about selecting and executing one of them! Joy of joys!