i am dying to tell you what i’m being for halloween but don’t want to give it all away. some hints: it’s timely. it’s related to the global economic crisis. it’s kinda esoteric but not THAT esoteric.
coincidentally, i am violating my “no sexy costumes” rule for the second year straight, though i would argue that i am upholding the spirit of the rule.
it is a rule designed to criticize women who favor slutty halloween costumes over clever or funny ones. they use halloween as an excuse to parade around in very revealing outfits. i call it the “variation of the whore” motif — slutty nurse, cop, devil, native american … you name it. it’s just lame and unimaginative.
last year as miss south carolina, i wore a slightly racy dress but any sexy import was canceled out by my ridiculous wig. this year it just so happens that the main piece of my costume is one size only and it’s snug and short. but there are so many props involved, i don’t think i’ll look like a hoochie mamma.