Halloween

In a belated post, I'll tell about my fabulous, wonderful, delightful, spooky, chilly Halloween. If that sentence wasn't description enough for you.

So, first things first. I dressed up as Effie Trinket.







Admire my beautiful and ingenious costume, made up of things in my closet. It was completely cost free. My makeup was really much more detailed and dramatic, but the lighting washed it out. Picture heavy, dramatic cat eyeliner, pink and purple smoky eye, pale, flawlessly smooth skin, light pink flush, and a gorgeous bright fuchsia lipstick. Absolutely perfect. Thank you. It took ages.

I was running around making final preparations for my epic party all afternoon. Sadly, only three of the seven or eight people I invited could come, because all had plans or got grounded. My, how convenient. Oh, well. It was great anyway.

 

Once all of my friends had arrived, we decided to partake of the delicious array of food that awaited us.





Yes, I know that I'm stealing all these pictures from my mom's Halloween blog post. But what can I say? I didn't take any of my own.

After we had eaten, we confiscated the candy bowl so it was no longer available for public use, and went to play a rousing, and soon forgotten game of Apples to Apples. I was clearly winning when we got caught up talking and eating candy, and sat there for about an hour or so talking, laughing, and screeching at the top of our lungs. It was probably the sugar rush.

After this had happened, my friend Ry mentioned a haunted house just down the street that, despite having lived in this neighborhood for upwards of 8 years, I had no idea existed. We made the short trip there, and Ry and B made me and Ki go in first. (These are just quickie abbreviations of their names.) It was pretty cool. Everything was meant to be scary, but I'm not a person who gets scared easily. I talked to all the costumed people like they were real people I was asking for directions, didn't scream at all, and only jumped once when a body fell out of a coffin and Ki ran into a glow stick. She was scared out of her mind. After we came out, Ry and B questioned us about how scary it was, and I said not very. But then they asked if people jumped out at you, and I answered, "Kind of." They started running in the other direction.

After a brief pursuit, we stopped at Ry's house (she lives just down the street) and decided on a whim to pick up some plastic bags, use the restroom quickly, and go trick-or-treating. We stopped for a short meeting with some dance friends, who pointed us in the direction of king-sized candy bars. With chocolate on our minds, we headed out for a very short (15 minute) session of the good old-fashioned trick-or-treat. We got about 5 pieces of candy total, and spent the walk home making short work of it.

All in all, it was a great Halloween. My costume was my most creative and fabulous by far, and my party, though small, was really fun. I love Halloween!