So it's also no surprise that I have some very strong opinions when it comes to most things Halloween, my biggest being costumes. Kevin and I kind-of-not-really-at-all met at a Halloween party where, get this, he wasn't even dressed up. Then when I saw him at the YSA Halloween dance he was just wearing his moms scrubs with a little bit of blood splattered on them. Points lost indeed. He's lucky I decided to date him at all, let alone marry someone with such poor priorities.
Costume regulations, just in case you were wondering:
1. Costumes must have at LEAST 3 elements to be considered a costume. For example: Shirt, pants, shoes. Shirt, face paint, headband. Hair, shirt, accessory. 3! Not just a shirt. Not just some plastic weapon. Not just clip on devil horns. No.
2. No repeating costumes: Which is ironic because for the first time ever, this year I'm repeating. But there's a loophole! Oh yes there is. If you alter or add to your costume it's allowed. Also allowed if one year you're something and the next you're the same thing BUT scary this time. This loophole expires after the second time the costume is worn though.
3. NEVER! Just wear your work clothes and call it a costume. Say "I'm myself for Halloween." Think you're too old to dress up. Ask yourself "Is this a little too much?"-no such thing. Be friends with someone like me.
And the absolute worst most heinous of costume offenses: Wearing a shirt that says "This is my Halloween costume." It's just never ok.
Happy Halloween!!
