Sunday, October 29, 2017

Nobody Knows What My Halloween Costume Is: What's Yours?

So, like nearly everyone else in North America, I will be dressing up for Halloween.

I think as kids we all assume that one day we'll stop getting dressed up for Halloween, but I've found that's not the case. The only difference, is the costumes turn from superheroes and princesses, to slutty blue collar workers or animals, and clever puns.

 




















I don't have a problem with this, but we're severely lacking in creativity and individuality here people. I saw THREE zombie costumes yesterday. THREE. And there were only no more than 25 people in the bar at the time.

Do you know how many Eleven costumes I've seen? Too many. Far too many.

So last year, as my first ever "I'm too old for this but who cares" costume, I was Amy Winehouse. Not very creative or special, but as most people who know me know, I'm a huge Winehouse aficionado, and it was something I felt I had to do, to grow as a stan.



But THIS year, this year my friends, not only am I going a more creative root, but I get the great privilege of doing a couples costume.

And as much as I wanted to torture my poor boyfriend with something cutesy like "Milk and Cookies", Candy Bars, or Sandy Ollson and Danny Zuko (which, don't ask me why, I actually own both jackets for); I couldn't bring myself to do that, for two reasons.

1) My boyfriend puts up with enough of my gross couple shit

and

2) I want to be original

So this year, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a couples costume you will undoubtedly have no idea the origin of:



Clarence and Alabama Worley of "True Romance"



So, was I right? 

I was.

You have no idea who these people are. Well, you MIGHT know that those two people are literally, as in the fantastic Christian Slater and the gorgeous Patricia Arquette (girl crush as fuck); but you probably don't know the movie, True Romance.

Long story short, it's a Quentin Tarantino written and directed crime, drama, romance about a guy and a hooker who get married and accidentally end up with a briefcase filled with cocaine. 

I won't bother really trying to explain it, because I can't do it justice, but you really should see the fucking movie, it's amazing. 

Now unfortunately, I could not acquire people to play Drexyl and Floyd, but I am very excited to be able to do this costume this year, despite the fact that nobody will know who I am, and I'll probably get mistaken for an actual hooker in the get-up.

But there you have it, my original and hardly done costume. 

If you have something better, please send me pictures at tflpeekaboo@gmail.com and I may put it up on the blog.

And that's it for today folks, 

have a very happy, very tipsy Halloween,


Yours,

Chelsea

UPDATE




We were very cute, and yes, nobody knew who we were.

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