It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
Ever since I was itty bitty Bambi Halloween has been my absolute favourite time of year. And, despite appearances, it’s not because of the delicious candy — though that is a very close second.
I love to dress up.
I’m not a huge fan of cutesy costumes or, uh, costumes of the more ridiculously risqué variety (for example). I think Halloween should be about being scary, alarming, bizarre, or at the very least intimidating. Bring on the robots, monsters, werewolves, vampires (the suck-your-blood variety, not the glitter-in-the-sunlight kind), and of course my favourite — the zombie.
Every year — as far back as I can remember — I’ve giddily gored myself up and paraded out as undead Bambi (or undead prom queen Bambi, undead ring master Bambi, … you get the picture). There were only a couple exceptions: In 1986 I went out in a teddy bear costume that my mother lovingly made out of a bathmat and in 1991 I went out dressed as Lydia from Beetlejuice — a costume my mother made out of an old red stage curtain. Heaviest costume ever, by the way.
This year I plan to make party rounds dressed in muddied up pirate garb. Undead pirate garb, of course.
My plan is to video tape the entire zombifying experience and post it on my YouTube account, as I often am asked how I make myself so darn creepy. Happy to share the know-how!
I can’t wait!