Saturday, November 1, 2014

Halloween 2014

So, Halloween 2014.   Thsi time I'm not going in order.  Saving the best for last.

What was not a roraing success was my trip to a local university.  Last year I had an extended walk in costume and got a small dose of attention.  I was going for more this year, and was prepared.

I was dressed as Alice, per the costume on the right.  I carried a blue purse on my shoulder that matched my outfit and had on a pair of cheap (and painful) Mary Janes with  a two-inch heel.  That would prove to be a bit of a downfall.  I had a wig, and a pretty good makeup job that didn't make me look completely feminine, but was in some ways surprisingly good.  I also carried a stuffed rabbit by the hand.

I'd prepared a sign reading "ask me for a card".  With help from some friend's I'd prepared a series of dares sealed in envelopes and taped to playing cards.  The idea was someone would receive a card upon asking, and I would perform the stunt for them.  They were more about silliness -- singing, and skipping and whatnot.  Sure, I hoped things would snowball into awkward situations with a girl dressed as a cop eager to try out her handcuffs, etc.

But it never really happened.  It took a while to screw up the courage once I arrived at a major public university to even get out of my car.  The roads were filled with hundreds of college kids in various states of inebriation, dressed in costume.  They guys usually went with a couple props and their normal wear, and the girls were usually skin-showing bunnies, cops, Supergirls, or whatnot.  The line from Mean Girls came to mind often.

Eventually I did emerge from the car, and made it about 5 steps before unpinning the sign.  I walked down a ramp that took a lot of skill just to avoid sprawling on my rear, petticoats flying.  I safely made it to the bottom, but the attention was already on me.  "I see you, Alice" called out one girl from a bus stop, teasingly.  "Oh baby" chimed in a male.  I got about six of these almost one atop another, admittedly freaking me out.  Plus my feet were killing.  After about ten minutes, I did hightail it back to the parking lot.  I felt that alone I came across more as a bizarre guy than anything else; if I'd had a companion or two it would have been different.  The best moment, I have to admit, was when a passing car slowed to take a corner and I heard a girl yell "Oh, my god, is that Denny?"  I just waved and shook a bit, and her laughter in response.  "It is!  Hey Denny!"  I still laugh at the thought of Denny hearing that people are saying he spent Halloween tarted up like Alice in Wonderland.

I wasn't comfortable, though and suspect I hit my outer limits on that walk.  I wasn't ready to tackle a crowd by myself, especially unable to move quickly.  Nor was the "lost a bet" excuse going to hold much water.  Plus my feet were killing me.  Though being seen as a girl by a couple dozen catcalling kids might have been exciting to me once, no longer...

This trip had come on top of my dinner.  I had been intending to enter the "dining room" at Wendy's but actually it was locked, so I was stuck in the drive-through.  But I'll tell you, I was a star.  How do I know?  One of the girls at the drive-through said "Alice, you're a star!"  All three people gathered at the window to coo over my costume, and one insisted I park in front so that when it slowed down, they could come take a 'better look at me'.  I did sit there, and the girls did come out and have a chuckle.  Very kind and good-natured.  But that wasn't close to the best thing that happened on Halloween.  For that, you will need to wait until tomorrow, dear readers...

1 comment:

  1. I think some of the discomfort comes from the way you're trying to use everyday vanilla situations as scenes. If you do that, then you're going to find that for every person who enjoys it and plays along, there'll be another who's uncomfortable with it and reacts accordingly.

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