I’ve been seeing lots of Christmas decorations in stores
lately, so I know it must soon be time for Halloween. This has never been one
of my favorite holidays. I have my mom to blame for that – it is her least
favorite holiday. She hates it, perhaps even more than she hates the NE
Patriots and more than I hate football. I have memories of handing out candy to
other kids when they came dressed in costume and I quite vividly remember being
petrified of being the victim of an egg attack.
Candy,
costumes, ghosts, rotten teenagers, Satan’s holiday (yup, thanks Mom) – these
are all things that seem appropriate to associate with All Hallow’s Eve. So,
when did this devilishly fun American Dental Association job insurance holiday
unofficially become Dress Like A Prostitute Day for women over the age of 17?
It’s a bit disturbing to me. It also often implies a gross misunderstanding of
the idea of costuming. Putting on a costume is generally something you do to be
something different, not to emphasize something you already are. Now that’s not
to say that everyone who dresses like a ho-bag on Halloween is actually a slut,
but the chances are pretty good.
I always
got a big kick out of watching the tramp parade bar crawl back in Bloomington, Indiana.
The best part was their insistence on looking as slutty as possible no matter
how cold it was. This actually was true most of the winter, so perhaps
Halloween was just the official skin meeting frigid air break-in day. Coats
ruin that undressed effect and they are a pain to carry around, so you
definitely wouldn’t see any girls in prostitute costumes wearing them.
One would
think that people would be excited about the prospect of being able to dress up
like ANYTHING. For one day, you can look like a complete lunatic and write it
off. You could dress like a Christmas tree, Popeye the Sailor Man, Xena Warrior
Princess, Chuck Norris, Ross Perot, a dining table, or RuPaul! The
possibilities are endless. Why would you pass up an opportunity like that? You
can dress like a prostitute any day of the week. If you do it right, you could
even get paid for it.
The other
thing I’ve noticed about the slutty fill-in-the-blank (i.e. nurse, maid, Disney
Princess, etc.) costumed ladies is that a good deal of them are not of the body
type or age that any of us really want to see dressed that way. I’m not saying
I want to see ANY women dressed that way, but you and I both know that all
bodies are not created equal. And some butts and boobs just really need to stay
under wraps. Literally. Cover that shit. All of it. Mummy! There’s another
great idea for a costume.
There are
almost two weeks left until Halloween. I write this as an open plea to all the
ladies out there, and men who dress like ladies too. Please, please, please, if
you’re going to do the costume thing this year, put on a REAL costume. Be
creative. Do something fun. Or do something boring. Put on a suit and be Pat
Sajack. Or shove a stick up your ass, put on some ugly clothing, act like an
elitist, and be my nasty Aunt Kate. I don’t care what or who you choose to
emulate as long as it is not a prostitute. Those women out there have hard
enough lives without you pretending to be one of them and undercutting their
rates.
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