Trollops, Strumpets and Floosies! Oh My!

When faced with this...I decided to make my own.

This weekend when a girlfriend proudly proclaimed that she was going to dress up for Halloween as a sexy zoo animal (no joke), I could only laugh inwardly.  Friends, it seems that yours truly has crossed another one of those check points on the way to being a grown up.  I no longer feel the need to bare skin on Halloween.

I respect a woman's choice to attract attention with plunging neck lines and shorter hem lines.  However, I have realized that is not what it is about for me.  This year I am going out to the bars dressed up as a Spelling Bee.  Yes, I, Elena Herron, will run around Fairbanks dressed in a home-made bee costume that will be appropriate for the 20 - 15 degree weather we will no doubt be experiencing here in Fairbanks.  I will hang an ABC sign from my neck and voila, a cute slightly punny little costume will be born!

I don't need people to appreciate my body on Halloween; I would rather them appreciate my sense of humor and fun.  I still look forward to dusting my cheeks with glitter and taking lots of adorable photos with Kari (who is going to be one fearsome pirate).  Most of all, I am excited to hang out with a group of friends who have been using their creative powers to piece together costumes that will make me laugh and appreciate them for their quirky individuality.

While cruising the internet this weekend, I found a lovely article about Halloween in the post-feminist age.  Read the article and the commentary for some interesting and varied opinions on the female psyche and the need to bare it all on All Hallows Eve.