Would a farmer outrun a T-Rex?
Happy Halloween y'all. This year I'm dressing up as a stressed-out law student, which really only frightens myself. But since that's no fun and I seem to don that costume a lot, I thought I'd take a trip down that haunted memory lane and examine some costumes from Hallows Eve past, in a fairly chronological order:
- Pirate, v.1 with eye patch.
- Fido Dido, remember him?
- Sam Neil's "Alan Grant" character from Jurassic Park, disappointingly misunderstood to be a farmer.
- Pirate, v.2 with eye patch and hook.
- Phantom of the Opera, who, after battling the itchiest mask ever, majestically revealed himself to be free of any facial deformity.
- Pirate, v.2.1, that eyepatch just makes candy hunting harder.
- Vampire, suspiciously close in style to the Phantom costume, minus the mask.
- Sailor, but not the slutty kind, the down-on-his-luck trying-to-make-a-living-fishing-cod kind.
- Erudite Ghostbuster Egon Spengler with, if I may say so, the best damn proton pack you can make from a backpack and household vaccuum cleaner.
- Jack White of the White Stripes, including a roommate who, yes C, looks exactly like Meg.
- Sexy cat burglar. Sure, the slutty kind.
I told you I had a thing for pirates. What was your best, or most grossly misunderstood costume growing up?
7 comments:
Remember kids, this halloween, don't go into the long grass!
In my Phantom phase, I went as the Angel of Death. And some old guy asked me, if I recall correctly, whether I was a fairy. Now, granted, the sartorial reference was a tad obtuse, but still, a fairy? How many fairies have black and red face paint? Yeah, right, the fairy of DEATH, that's who... It's always a disappointing moment growing up when you first realize your costume doesn't actually make you as cool as you feel in your mind while wearing it...
W.
Dressing up in a manly dark blue raincoat and manly yellow slicked back bucket hat I set forth on one erie Hallowe'en night in search my catch. It was a ferocious storm, a deadly storm. A rugger sailor was I, and my catch, a mermaid named Desire. Instead, that catch mistook me for god damned Paddington Bear. Bitch.
M
I was always something weird - one year I was a can of Coke(the beverage, not the drug), another year, I was corn on the cob. And then one year, my roommate somehow convinced me to go as Meg White, even though I don't look like her.
-C
Hey, I only suggested it because you were so intent on going as a bag of heroin (the drug, not the female protagonist of a story or play.)
heroin--now THAT's a costume...
W.
I must admit, when that one guy pointed to us and said "I love your music," that made the costume worth while
-C
Listen, if you don't start updating this thing more than once a week, I'm not writing one more thing for the Law Revue. Seriously. And my most misunderstood costume was when I went as an eraser. People thought I was a tongue.
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