I haven't been to a costume party in a few years but decided to trek up to Astoria with Virginia, our co-worker Nicole, and her friend Maria on Friday night. My costume was a hodge-podge of borrowed boots and clothes to become a cowgirl. The others were Mary Tyler Moore in a sea-foam green polyester pantsuit, Jennifer Beals from Flashdance, and Bipolar.
The best costume of the party was this Oompa Loompa, complete with white eyebrows and pointy hips. 
Gandhi and a very un-PC Helen Keller can be seen in the background. I've posted some other pictures in the Halloween album. Saturday night I saw a costume that beat even the Oompa Loompa: the Headless Horseman. On a real horse!
Tonight, as I was walking home after work, I was saddened to see the Trick or Treat style of urban kids: run into Quizno's or the local 99-cent store to be tossed a handful of cheap candy by a teenaged clerk. Where are the friendly neighbors who guess your costume or pass out fun-size Butterfingers? And there's certainly no smell of wood-burning fireplaces in the chilly air as you crunch through fallen leaves. Of course the little Spidermen and pumpkins can't ring every buzzer in an apartment building, but this scene made me miss my third-grade neighborhood in small town Tennessee or the elaborate porch display of my best friend's mom in Georgia.
I saw the headless horseman too! he was heading up the parade down 7th ave in the slope :) oh my, unintentional pun.
Posted by: Kaitlyn | November 01, 2005 at 11:26 AM
wow, that's quite a costume for a headless horseman.
and i know what you mean about the trick or treating. there are times when i think about kids are missing in the city but i think that the experience goes both ways.
Posted by: gleek | November 02, 2005 at 09:42 AM