Thanks for the offer, but when I get a hankering to enjoy trumpet players’ graves (and who doesn’t?) I can stay right here at home in New York City and visit King Oliver, Louis Armstrong, Dizzy Gillespie, and Miles Davis.
I was the Miller High Life “Girl in the Moon.” Except I didn’t have a moon with me. The costume looked surprisingly good for how little effort I spent on it–I cut a skirt shorter and cut the sleeves and bottom of a red blazer. I took a witches hat and covered it with the red fabric remnants. I didn’t have time to find red boots, but I had some red shoes and made bootie-spats type things with more fabric remnants.
In fact, it looked so good that I think I’ll hold onto it and clean it up–I need to hem all of the cuts, and I should add gold stripes. Then I could wear it again. A lot of times people didn’t know who I was, even though I was carrying around a can of High Life. I got called a cowgirl several times, but that could be because I went out with someone who was a cowgirl. Once I told people who I was, they thought it was pretty clever.
I ran into a couple guys who were the St. Pauli Girls, and I have a picture of the three of us.
matt, thanks!
I’m going to a Vampire LARP (live roleplaying) on Tuesday, and all the characters are supposed to dress up. I was wracking my brain, and now I think I’ll go as a priest!
My mother actually knows a couple who went as trash bags. Ready for this?
The wife went as Hefty, and the husband went as Glad.
Anyway. In case it was not bleedingly obvious from the MPSIMS thread, I went as Cecil Adams.
Oh, go suck on a pair of wax teeth, poopie head. Lemmie guess, you’re an accountant, right?
I went as Jesus. I spent much of the night squeezed between Lucretia in a harem outfit and Geobabe and her breasts dressed as Elvira. Ahhh, it’s GOOD to be the King of Kings. 
Given that I’m tall and thin with long dark hair and a beard, the original thought was to go as the Buddy Christ from Dogma. You know, Jesus wish a wink, a thumbs up and a smary used car salesman smile?
Unfortunately, I couldn’t find twin purple and white sheets on the cheap to use as the costume, and didn’t want to pay for good ones I’d only use once - all the beds and futons in the house are queen sized.
Then, I discovered a local bar is having a cyberpunk and fetish ball, which should be an interesting mix in itself. I have black lycra/nylon club shirt that feels like neoprene, black leather pants and my Matrix boots. Then, I’m putting a bunch of buttons from an old remote and some diodes and transistors I had laying around on the back of one of my motorcycle gauntlets. I also have a clear set of blades for my sunglasses that I never use. I drew an “AND” logic gate diagram on a piece of clear box tape and stuck it on the inside of the lens; so it looks like the lens is a screen with the circuit projected onto it. Lastly, I’m feeding a cable into my ponytail and jacking the other end into the gauntlet so it looks like a wet wire.
My girlfriend is going in misc. spooky all black hottie attire. If I can find a pair of round lensed mirror shades while out shopping I’ll see if I get her to wear them and have her go as Molly.
Wow. Does anyone else get the feeling that I’ve read way too much Gibson way too many times? Wait, that’s impossible.
Yesterday, I left the house with the intention of just getting another good pair of vampire fangs and putting together a black outfit from what I had on hand.
When I got to the costume shop, I couldn’t resist the siren call of the Renaissance costumes. I finally broke down and invested money in a purple velvet dress. If the weather is permitting, I’ll be able to wear it to the Renaissance Festival this weekend.
I wound up spending fifty times what I planned, but I really like my costume.
You went as Father Flote from “Red Noses?”
“It is a sobering thought, for example, that by the time Mozart was my age he had been dead for six years.”
- Tom Lehrer
Esprix
Oh, yeah - my costume. 
Halloween (the gay national holiday) and Christmas are my two favorite times of the year. Being a bit of a costume maven, I have quite a collection at this point - two Starfleet uniforms from “Star Trek” (Next Gen and “First Contact”), a Psi Cop from “Babylon 5,” The Riddler from “Batman Forever,” Magneto from “X-Men,” a ghost, Snoopy, a huge box full of various masks, make-up and costume bits to throw together just about anything I’d need, and an entire summer and winter wardrobe of Medieval and Renaissance garb for the SCA (including Italian Renaissance, peasant garb, four Scottish kilts, Medieval Persian, and non-specific, generic garb for all occassions), but wearing my SCA garb doesn’t feel like a costume to me - feels more like what I should wear every day. Sadly, every single piece of my Halloween stuff - both costumes and decorations - is at home, because I didn’t have time to pack it all up and ship it out here when I was home over the summer. But, hey, I figured that just meant I’d have to come up with a whole new costume, something I don’t exactly hate doing. A friend tried to convince me to get together with him and do the Powerpuff Girls (me as Bubbles, of course), but I didn’t have time to put it together (what with Dopetoberfest and my birthday and all over the past few weekends). I was just giving up hope about putting together a costume at all (even just for work), when I got hit with an idea that I could do using clothes I already had handy - a California surfer! So I got my jams, Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses, and I’ll probably go get a boogie board, do the thumb/pinky “salute,” and say “Dude!” a lot. (I don’t think a lot of people are dressing up at work tomorrow, but fuck 'em - I enjoy it too much.)
Hey, I live here now, I’m allowed to mock…
Esprix
In the spirit of making light of the demons of the day, I went as…
an Anthrax Letter!
Using 6 foot posterboard, a marker, cardboard paper (for the stamp, part of the ‘terrorism commemorative’ series, natch!), and a vial of sparkle, I was the hit of the party, until my friend in the bioterror gear showed up!
The Cat in the Hat. I can’t tell you how exciting it’s going to be to wear a costume and deal with little people all day. Oh well, I put the tail on a belt, and there’s no way they can rip it off the way I sewed it. I want to be a pirate, but the kind of costume I’d have in mind for that wouldn’t go over big with my boss. (the woman flipped out that the intern wore a slightly low-cut shirt today. It was a V-neck for christ’s sake! But she’s a nut-job anyway.) Maybe next year I can be a pirate…arrrr.
Go-go-Gofotron! From sluggy freelance.
Everyone thought I was a lego man though 
I went to two parties: one Saturday night and one last night. If I get done with my paper early enough tonight, I might dress up again.
I was an evil fairy princess. I had on a dark red formal, silver jewelry with garnets, a matching tiara, a black fringed shawl, and wings. I did “evil” looking makeup–it was awesome.
A blind mouse. I’m all in grey and I’m wearing mouse ears from Gap Kids and some John Lennon sunglasses. No tail.
I’m not going out tonight, but I hope to get some trick-or-treaters. So I’m going to wear my horns! They’re really cool red clay, about three or four inches high, attached to a sturdy string that you tie on like a head band. If I pull my hair over the string in places, they look like they’re really growing out of my head. I love those things.
I would have worn them to work but I have a long meeting at noon with various poops.
The big party I went to was this past Saturday, and since I shave my head anyway, I went as a blue man from Blue Man Group.
I shaved my facial hair for the occasion, then painted my head and hands with blue food coloring.
The most difficult part of the costume, strangely enough, was finding a featureless black longsleeve t-shirt. Everywhere I found one, they had a logo or some other screen on them.
Luckily, it occurred to me to call a t-shirt printing shop to see if they had any blanks. They did, and sold me one at cost: six dollars. Cool. Cheap, comfortable, effective costume.
Although four days later, my cuticles are still blue…
Street clothes, contacts, mouthpiece, and a cup/supporter. I’ve got karate class tonight.
I’m the ‘Death drops in for a beer’ spectral character here, bottom row, center and right photos).
punha’s also on that page, about two rows up from me. Weirddave’s on page 3 of that site, fourth row on the left, looking all Biblical.
Here’s my costume:
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Get a bunch of two-inch styrofoam balls.
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Paint them bright colors and write numbers on them.
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Attach them to the front of a long-sleeved dark-green sweatshirt.
Voila! I’m a pool table.
Seriously, that’s my costume this year. It’s really funny when I lie down on my back…
I had 7 differeent costumes this year.
I teach English to children and all last week were the Halloween lessons. I had a different costume everyday.
Tuesday: Commando - cammo gear and make up with a toy M-16
Wednesday: Cowboy - my Satuday night out back home in Texas outfit of boots, jeans, western shirt, vest, hat, and bolo
Friday: Artist - beret, smock, striped shirt and a couple of paint brushes
Saturday: Punk - spiked wrist bands, black t-shirt, cheap sunglasses, and a mohawk
Monday: Wildman - kept the Mohawk and painted my face red and yellow to match my t-shirt.
I also had a job at a themed shopping center’s Halloween do. For the last three years I’ve been the Halloween “Pumpkin King” - “Arabian Nights” style king outfit with a big poofy green and orange hat and a jack o’lantern septer.
I went to three different parties. For Saturday’s parties, I kept the costume from work. For Wednesdays, I was a yakitori vendor - I shaved the rest of my head, tied on a headband, wore my happi jacket, and got a bag full yakitori to hand out.