COMMENTARY

halloween trauma Every year the same thing happens… Halloween approaches and I think, “Who cares about Halloween? I never have anything so fabulous to attend that I need a FABULOUS costume, plus I have a closet full of things I could wear… It’s just Halloween!” Then about 1-2 weeks (or days) before the holiday, I get all traumatized because I don’t have something fabulous to wear.

This year I’ve been invited to a huge party being thrown by Rotten Tomatoes here in San Francisco, and I’ve suddenly got the bee in my bonnet to wear something fabulous. Of course, what will it be?

I always think it’s cheating to just pull out a ballgown from the closet, plus something tells me the party will be crowded, hot, and full of tipsy people spilling drinks on other people’s costumes. So that nixes any of my really nice stuff.

I was thinking of just putting together a random corset/undies outfit, along the lines of my 1890s cancan outfit — but how boring is that? For a costumer, just throwing a corset on is humdrum! I want to be something evil and scary and new and fun! The only problem? I’ve got 10 days (only 2 weekend days) to whip something out.

Leading contenders are the White Witch from the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe — I was thinking I could whip out Simplicity 4940 out of some kind of cheapo white fabric with silver trim. The tough part would be making the crown, plus I’d have to wear lots of makeup which would sweat off… Alternate idea is to do some kind of evil fairy — maybe wear my black satin corset and make some kind of skirt out of ripped up tulle in blacks/greens/purples, and get some wings that I could rip up and glue on fake spiders/slugs/etc….

Oh, the TRAUMA of not having enough time!