Well, I already had my Costume Fiesta: I went out dancing last night. I wore a priest outfit (dark pressed pants, a black collared shirt with the collar folded in, a white collar tab made out of a t.p. tube, and formal shoes. On the theory that the city’s already full of Christians wearing witch outfits…
Going to a gay bar in a priest outfit is fun. A lot of people wanted to get on their knees and confess 
You folks?
Dressing up is for kids. When adults and even teens do it, it just seems stupid. IMHO
Oh, don’t be such a poop. Anyone fun?
teeheehee. Matt, you’re nifty. “Don’t be such a poop” indeed.
I’m going as the letter Q… normal clothes with the letter Q taped to my chest.
I might go as a black-eyed pea… normal clothes with the letter P taped to my chest and my eye socket blacked in…
There’s really not all that much I can do with nothing but blue, white, red, yellow and black face paint crayons and zero budget, y’know?
Alas, the costume I wore to a Haloween party on Friday was simply a red clown’s nose. On top of a normal outfit.
I had inspiration for a better costume, but couldn’t pull it off. My muse: the jerk that broke out my truck window and stole my backpack and the wallet inside it. My idea: Michael Douglas from Falling Down. A simple costume to pull together, and I could’ve pulled off the fuming pretty well, but with my limited shopping time I couldn’t find a pocket protector anywhere.
At least my friends were impressed when I told them I went with ‘only a clown’s nose’ until I clarified a bit.
We had a party last night. Loads of fun. I went as a doctor, in scrubs, with my mom’s old lab coat and stethoscope. My friend Maria went as a Baltimore “Hon”, wearing a way tacky tight red dress, stiletto heels, fishnets and a “big hair” bouffant wig. Looked like she was straight out of a John Waters movie. She was the hit of the night!
And we still haven’t killed that keg! 
Since I got this name, I’ve found a bear costume that doesn’t look like it will be too hot to wear. It’s Yogi Bear, and the coat is sheer, so it’s not all fur.
Ramoth’s making me go as a Fairy.
…
Yeah, I know.
This I want pictures of.
My options:
1.) Donna Reed: I have this dress and a matching vintage hat. With pin curls, pearls and high heels, and a cardboard vacuum cleaner, I am everyone’s favorite 50s mom.
2.) I just got THE dress. It’s a sea-green satin halter. LOW back. Skin tight, except for two slits that run from just above the knee to the ankle. At this point, with a pair of fake eyelashes and my sister’s blonde wig, I think I could pull off a MEAN Marilyn. Really, it’s just the dress and me crammed into the dress, but the effect is the same.
The only invitation I’ve received thus far is to a party that this guy, whose attentions I desire, is playing at. Therefore, I am thinking option #2. Even if I DO end up looking like a desperate hussy, it’ll be in a good way, right?
My boots, my kilt, a belt, the shirt from my buddies Irish pub or, if it’s cold, a grey, cable-knit sweater.
That’s it.
[sub]Notice I never mentioned boxer-shorts or anything.[/sub]
Not dressing up this year.
I was going to–got the costume & everything. But, my plans to attend OhDope kinda fell through. So I’ll wait until next year.
think: Won’t your clean-shaven little buddy get cold like that? :eek:
We run the standard “Hallowe’en is bad” Hallelujah party for the kids in our church. It remains a Hallowe’en party, of course (IMHO at least), only we try to dissuade the kids from actually dressing up as giant blood-covered zombies, on the grounds that it’s unpleasant.
Brings its own problems though. A few years back I went as Goliath, not realising that 90% of the unimaginative children would have dressed as shepherds. So I was immediately set upon by twenty or thirty Davids.
That lasted about an hour. This year I’m going as a giant blood-covered zombie. And I’m carrying a taser.
I was thinking I’d be Bix Beiderbecke this year.
I’ve got a gin bottle and my old Medalist cornet, and I’m working on the “Riverboat Shuffle” solo. Greasy Kid Stuff in my hair, baggy slacks with cuffs, two-tone shoes, a band-collar shirt and a suitjacket that looks like I slept in it, possibly in a ditch.
It just occurred to me that by the time Bix was my age, he’d been dead for twelve years. Ouch.
The plan is for Mrs. RickJay to go as a princess, and me to go as a frog prince. Making halloween costumes is a blast. My '98 Fred Flintstone (made it myself) was sheer genius.
2001: Frog Prince
2000: Winnie the Pooh
1999: Al Capone
1998: Fred Flintstone
1997: The Invisible Man
1996: A bag of garbage (Yes, there was a costume. Shaddup)
My Christina Aguilera outfit.
I’ve had this top for 10 years. its great.
Its black, off the shoulder and tight.
I don’t have the nerve to wear it anywhere else in public, so its a perfect thing for an Aguilera outfit.
I’ll just curl and braid my long blonde hair, and go out as her.
I would’ve gone as Britney Spears, casue she would wear something liek that too, but then I’d have to add two balloons into the top.
I am a majorette. Notice not “going as” a majorette - I am a majorette. Picked up the vintage uniform from eBay - red and white with lots of brass. I just had to shorten the skirt a bit…okay, a lot.
My son is going as Mark Grace when he was playing for the Cubs (none of this D-Backs nonsense for MY kid! Oh no.)
Ever come to Davenport and I’ll show you his grave…
You know those bridesmaids dress you pay $100+ and never get to wear again? I do. And the Halloween season begs me to whip them out of the closet and recycle them.
Last year, I was in a medeival/Renaissance themed wedding, so that dress definitely got its time in the sun: two Halloween parties and a Renaissance fair. This year, I decided to recycle yet another bridesmaid’s dress, from a wedding about 3 years ago. It’s a really nice light blue off the shoulder deal that I’ll never have a chance to wear again. It’s really too formal. What better outfit to wear as a fairy?
I decided this on Saturday, for a party on Saturday night. I found the requisite wings and wand, and covered my face with enough glitter to keep a kindergarten teacher supplied for a year.
My roommate did what she does every year: buy a bunch of Halloween accessories at the last minute, and decided what she was on the fly. She bought some blue leopard print cat ears, and when we got home, she realized she had a dress to match. So I wrote Glam on one shoulder, and Rock on the other, and she was Glam Rock. Too bad it was cold, and she had her coat on last night. Everyone thought she was someone from Josie and the Pussycats. And really, she looked like it. snicker
