I always love the Halloween contra dance at Rehoboth. People dress up in all sorts of neat costumes, get together and have a good time. Lots of goodies at the break. Charlie (the cookie man) even brought Oreo Stuffed Chocolate Chip Cookies, which were positively evil.
There were some great costumes, as usual. I always get a kick out of the simple, clever costumes. One girl came as pumpkin pie: an orange shirt with a jack-o-lantern on the front, and the symbol for pi on the back. There were tons of beautiful and elaborate costumes there last night. I saw several swashbuckling types with costumes to swoon over. I even danced briefly with Dr. Horrible! There was a witch doctor, a couple of flappers, a Hands of Blue (without his partner?), Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, Zorro, a ballerina, some clowns, some farmers, some pirates and others in generally festive/spooky gear. What fun!
Usually I plan my costume several weeks in advance, to make sure I can get all of the bits and pieces I need. But somehow Halloween snuck up on me this year, and I found myself wondering what to dress up as on the morning of the dance. I dug through my closet and came across my goth paraphernalia which I hadn't worn in many years. Alas, my black nail polish was unusable and I lost my extra tattoo. I had to do without.
It's one of those basic outfits that can cover a lot of bases. I was asked if I was a ghoul, a vampire (with a cross around my neck?!?), a dominatrix or a zombie. Whatever. It was fun just to dress up in something different. I kind of ruined the whole severe effect by laughing or smiling (which I tend to do at a dance).
A new guy is starting work at my company on Monday. I plan on dressing up like this. Wonder what kind of first impression that will make? Whee!