I’ve only worn two costumes in my 19 years. Well three, if I count the mandatory costume party for my first grade class. Clearly Halloween hasn’t played a very large part in my family’s lives, but we sure do get a kick watching the new Thai horror flicks each year that manage to surpass the gore levels that are the hallmark of such films in Thailand. Thus, planning for Halloween in advance never occurred to me. Two years in a row.
The costume question (“What are you wearing?”) started popping up around Wednesday of last week. At that point in time, I was worrying about my monologue performance for acting class, and right after that I was just looking for comfort food. On Thursday, I was amped up for a talk by Nandita Das, an actress and activist, and to continue the momentum of the night I was craving the spicy combination of quesadilla + The Mindy Project. Right when I found out that it was in a mid-season hiatus, I guess I swamped to depression and turned to Glee instead.
On Halloween itself, I began the day thinking I would recycle my last year’s costume of Katniss Everdeen. I had the brown long hair, boots, and a black shirt all set. But by mid-day I felt that even I wasn’t that lazy and that I should probably shake things up a bit. I then thought of Morticia from the Addams Family, because once again I had the brown long hair, boots, and a black shirt all set. Five minutes before I was supposed to leave to meet my friends I then thought again that even I wasn’t that lazy. I then took my red and white striped shirt, jeans, white socks, boots, white beanie, and glasses and made it into a costume. Not too clever, but at least it’s on the other side of the color spectrum.
The main reason I dressed up last year was because it would have been my first time doing so. The main reason I dressed up this year was for the one and only $3 Chipotle burritos. It’s absolutely nothing to feel embarrassed about because, a) I’m a college kid deprived of the ability to eat out, and b) it’s Chipotle, so stop judging. I found four other Waldos who put my get-up to shame and a dog who made a sick Sirius Black. I also decided to go a little crazy and add corn to my burrito and oh my was that a game-changer.
After that little stop in heaven, what better way to embrace the Halloween spirit than watching a Halloween film? Okay, Gone Girl is by no means a Halloween film but I’ve heard it’s spooky, stressful, and that’s enough to merit it for the night. I’m telling you, it’s the most wtf film of the year in that every moment is spent cringing in your seat wondering wtf is happening or is going to happen. There were snippets of uncomfortable laughter throughout the second half and gasps at the various plot twists or squeamish scenes. I’ve never been this engaged and stressed with a film before- it was awesome! Definitely recommend it for a Halloween flick. Or a first date. Actually, maybe not. Actually, maybe. But there are already numerous articles on this so you could peruse through the Internet and gauge for yourself.