Namely that I actually got to go to a party. On a Saturday night.
And, even more exciting, that I actually went to the party, instead of sitting at home in a onesie and dog slippers.
But I was really, really excited about my Halloween costume.
I don't think it's any surprise that I like dressing up, or that I welcome any excuse to wear a costume. If there's one cheesy thing I really love, it's a theme. And for this party, there was the added challenge of keeping the costume under $20 to qualify for the costume contest.
With that in mind, Mark and I descended on area Goodwills and craft stores.
I wanted to be Ariel, from The Little Mermaid. But not the mermaid version, or the blue-bowed speechless girl being squired about by the clueless Prince Eric. I wanted to be Ariel fresh out of the sea and clothed only in a sail and some rope.
That was easy enough. The first Goodwill we went to had rope for 99 cents and a white sheet for 2 dollars. So far, so good. I also wanted to have a starfish clip for my hair, so with money to spare we hit up Michaels and got a starfish ($4 with a 40% off coupon) and hair clips, and I made my own clip.
And so some curls, makeup, and creative sheet-draping later, and I was ready to be part of your world.
|You want thing-a-ma-bobs? I've got twenty.|
The problem was I couldn't find one. There was a little plastic toy at Toys R Us, but I wasn't sold.
Then Mark suggested that we make one.
So we did.
One pillowcase, a printed picture of Sebastian (looking properly horrified), some paint, and a borrowed sewing machine later, I had a Sebastian pillow. I seriously love it so much. Plus, it's the first thing I've ever sewed. So that's pretty great.
And I made these oyster cookies. (And brought Barefoot wine, because well, did I mention I love a theme?)
But honestly? The best part of my costume was that I stayed "in character" and didn't talk the whole night (in spite of my friend Sandi being determined to get me drunk enough to just start talking). I still hung out and participated in conversation. There was lots of gesturing, pointing, nodding, and meaningful glances (and my designated translator, Sam). But no talking. I got to spend time with my friends but avoid small talk. I didn't have to contribute verbally to a conversation. I could just hang out, drift from group to group, drink, and be comfortably myself. It was entirely awesome.
And I actually think it helped me not feel so wiped out by socializing. Even I stayed out til almost 2 am, which is extremely rare, I didn't feel crashed out and emotionally drained the next day.
There's another party this Saturday (two weekend parties in a row, who even am I?), and I'm definitely dressing up as Ariel again. I'm fairly certain it's my favorite costume ever since I dressed up as a Dalmatian when I was a kid.
|Not surprisingly, another costume where I wouldn't have to talk.|
Not to say I haven't had a lot to choose from...
But as a redheaded introvert who grew up on Disney movies, I'm not sure I can beat this year's Halloween costume.
You might point out the irony that Ariel sings about how she wants to be "where the people are," and say that that's a bit out-of-character for me. But not always. I do want to be around my friends and the people I love. It's just sometimes easier to stay home with my dog and my books.
But every now and then, when the stars align and the timing is right, you might just be able to find me where the people are, walking around on those... what's that word again?
Oh yeah. Feet.