Lots of theatres do special Halloween shows. All of the bars were decorated with various flavors of Halloween festivities. Including a special guest appearance by the guy who played the principal on Saved By the Bell for the truly frightening.
Being lame and costumeless, I only ventured out in my jammies to get a donut from the White Hen. But I was impressed by the number of people I saw in costume. Lots of stupid girls dressing like sluts, like Halloween was a special occasion, as opposed to their standard-issue sluttery. Of the pair I had to follow behind the other night, I saw that one girl was entirely too comfortable in a leather micromini and thigh-high fishnets with garters. Her friend - not so much. Apparently opted for cheap thigh highs, no garters. And was constantly tugging at her costume or pulling up her saggy nylons. So annoying.
Saw a guy dressed as Pooh Bear, who I would be much more likely to talk to at a bar than the guy dressed as a breathalizer, complete with the blow tube conveniently located at his crotch. So classy.
But the best costume came at 9.30AM. A very smooth, suave guy in a black velvet suit, with black shirt and tie. Slick. Shaved head and a pair of horns discretely stuck to his forehead. He looked like a bad-ass demon. Or Aziraphale from Good Omens. I almost had to ask to take his pciture, if I wasn't running late for work.
on iTunes: Nicola Conte - "Arabesque"
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