I’ve never really celebrated the ‘holiday’ particularly
since the idea of extortion, sorry, I mean trick-or-treat has been a scary
concept from either side of the door.
Plus, I can’t eat most generic sweets so The Appeal of the holiday was
quickly lost on me as a kid when even if I did get any loot I’d just have to
give it away immediately.
But I do like
fancy dress. I was trying to remember
Hallowe’en costumes of The Past, but I struggled quite a lot to remember
any. Which brings me back round to I
guess I’ve just never really bothered with it.
I have a vague notion then when I was very small I dressed
up as a ghost, and by dressed up I mean I put a blanket over The Head.
This was quite an important costume though because I’m
fairly sure The Blanky sacrificed its life for it.
As a teenager during The GCSE Years I went with the terribly
original costume of a black cat to possibly the first Hallowe’en party I’d ever
been invited to
(and since it was actually the birthday of the host, it
doesn’t count).
During college I went to possibly the only other Hallowe’en
party of The Life in pale clothes, went into the bathroom and transformed The
Costume into that of a blood-soaked maniac.
I did get fake blood on the host’s bathmat, but skillfully,
uh, didn’t mention this. Sure they
never worked out who did it.
In Year 1 of uni, I went to a club for probably the last
time in The Life with The Flatmates, all dressed as ‘robbers’.
But for some reason we actually went a week before
Hallowe’en so nobody understood why we were dressed up. To the L-A-Z-Y extent that we were.
And talking about L-A-Z-Y, in Year 3 of uni I wore a top hat.
Yup, that was The Costume.
A hat.
(and even then I was asked to remove it by the bouncer
before I was allowed in the pub)
And that is an exhaustive history of a Hillesque Hallowe’en.
So on with The Hallowe’en Musical Monday. Something scary maybe? How about going to a dinner party and
getting possessed into a dance number:
Day-O from Beetlejuice
Song performed by Harry Belafonte
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