Just Be Yourself
Halloween Costumes For Wherever You're At In Life
This is satire and to be read with a sense of humor. None of these characters are real, rather just figments of my imagination based on people I know, people I used to know and probably a few different versions of myself (both past and present).
‘In the real world, Halloween is when kids dress up in costumes and beg for candy. In Girl World, Halloween is the one day a year when a girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girls can say anything else about it…’ blasts from the TV while Regina George prances around dressed as a full blown Playboy Bunny. Every single garment she has ever purchased is spread across her floor, from the Protagonist (RIP) slip dresses she bought six years ago at The Apartment by The LINE closing sale (double RIP) and has yet to wear to the Guest In Residence cashmere she refuses to take off.
You would think once you survive your Saturn Return the pressure of dressing up for Halloween goes out the window. Long gone are the days of hobbling around the East Village in a rayon body suit with a little bit of glitter and some fake blood. WRONG. Instead the stakes just get higher, the celebrations become more intricate and somehow you find yourself in a room full of people who– despite having full time jobs– make the last weekend in October their own personal Met Gala. Earlier that week she had been invited to a party on the roof of a hotel in the West Village that was allegedly supposed to open 6 months ago. The theme was ‘Ghostly Renaissance’, leaving her with two options- she could either dress up as ‘The Birth Of Venus’ by Botticelli or a phantom backup dancer from Beyonce's 2023 tour. Despite scouring every vintage store from Bushwick to NYU- neither look was coming together.
‘Violet, I’m literally not going’ she declares via face-time.
Violet was one of those masquerade fanatics who showed you her Halloween mood board in March and bought Molly Goddard veils of SSENSE whenever she needed to feel something. Her life was one big costume party.
‘Dude, I told you you could borrow any of my wigs. We are going to this party, you’ll sleep when you’re dead!!!’, Violet preached
She was right. In a few months it would be January and New York would feel like a different type of ghost town where everyone was bloated, bored and broke- the aftermath of the endorphin induced rollercoaster of the holiday season.
‘You’re right, you’re right, you’re right ...ok I’ll go, but my costume is the scariest thing ever…I’m going as MYSELF.
Phoning In Halloween: Costumes For Wherever You’re At In Life
Ambitious Who has time for a costume when you’re building an empire?
Emotional Are those tears or diamonds? Who cares? Show up looking like you feel everything and forget nothing.
Exhausted Physically you’re out on the town, mentally you’re in bed.
Optimistic It’s all coming up roses…dress like it.
Loveeee