I went out of town with the family for the weekend. Had my much needed vacay. Why ‘much needed’ you may ask… Well, I don’t know, really, but I believe everybody’s entitled to go on vacation.
We spent the weekend at a friend’s house a little up north. Far enough from the hustle and bustle of the metro, but also near enough not to have callused behinds due to traffic or long trip (i never really liked long drives). The ride going there was perfect. We left the house at 5:30, Friday morning, saw the sunrise… Stopped over somewhere halfway to our destination to have breakfast… then reached our destination mid-morning. The weather was cool and breezy. It was a perfect day.
Our gracious hosts warned us that there will be other people in the house because they were preparing for the village’s Halloween event. Basically, it was a weekend of shopping, more shopping, and Halloween preparation. When my Superson and He-man went to the beach the following day, I opted to stay in the house and help out. Yep, I chose putting Halloween stickers on strings over the sand and the sun. Believe me, I had so much fun with the kids and the other enlisted “elves.” Besides, after watching our hostess cook hotdogs and make popcorn (for more than a hundred people), I knew I was better off with the stickers.
Come saturday afternoon, the actual day of the event, we saw about 70 kids (and about a hundred adults) all eager to register. The kids came in various costumes — I saw a number of vampires and witches… there were fairies and white ladies… there were ninjas… I saw an Optimus Prime…a bumble bee… a baby skeleton… Spiderman… Maleficent…
The adults came as themselves. Some were really scary, believe me. Okay, the was a joke. I was being mean.
And then it hit me. Last year I told myself that I will dress up for Halloween this year. I remember walking in the mall, watching the trick-or-treaters all dressed up, and I was getting green with envy. I promised myself that this year I will get myself a nice costume and join the fun. But then because we decided to go out of town, I basically disregarded the whole idea… only to find out that we will end up in the middle of a Halloween event. Costumes galore… and once again, I was green with envy. So green, I would have made a good Incredible Hulk!
Yes, I am a child at heart. There just are times when I just want to let my hair down. Since I have been playing the mommy role for quite a number of years now, sometimes it just seems nice to play another character. The last time I dressed up for Halloween, I was a cross between Elvira and Morticia. My hairstylist didn’t quite get it right… actually, it was my hair that won’t puff up the Elvira way, and it kept falling flat and straight. Nevertheless, it was a fun experience. That was about 6 years ago.
This year, if I had the chance I took the time to prepare for it — instead of sulking because I didn’t — I knew what I wanted to dress up as. It has always been a childhood dream of mine. I remember even telling my friends years back that my dream job was at Disneyland…
I have always envisioned myself as a Disney princess. The one whose lips are red as blood and skin as white as snow — with seven little bodyguards, and with a Prince named Charming.
I will be the fairest of them all…
Okay, so I chickened out this Halloween. Sometimes we really just have to go ahead and do the plunge instead of over-analyzing things — halloween costumes included.
Next year. Just you wait.
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(photos via google images)