Skip to main content

Halloween Costumes For Lazy Redheads

Today I am thankful that I have red hair and an enormous wardrobe; it makes Halloween easier. 



Halloween is next week. 

This is the costume I originally chose.



I own the dress.  I own the shoes.  I have many gold belts. 

I have seashell necklaces, lots of pearls and a golden girdle.  I have lots of cute little cupid pins and bracelets.

And, originally Aphrodite was a redhead, so I wouldn't have to mess with changing my hair.




 Oh, but there is one problem.  I dress like this in June sans the head-dress.  People won't know it is a costume.

Maybe I should do something a little different. 

Hmmmm.......
 
 
If I don't want to buy another outfit, I could always go as the Black Widow.
 
 



But then, I dress like that most of the time (without the guns Black Widow is known to carry).  I am said to be a Libertarian gun nut.  So people won't know it is a costume either. 

Maybe I should try a little harder. 

How about Poison Ivy? 



I just need to straighten my hair and rip apart the fake ivy in my living room to glue on a dress and I'm ready to go. 

Hmmmm......I hang out with conservative politicians.  Showing off my boobs is a no-no.  They hate the green movement, global warming, energy rate-hike conspiracy.  I don't want to get people talking. 

I'd better pass. 

Crud....what now. 

Hmmmm.......

You know, maybe I could go as Medusa. 



I think I have a similiar dress.  I can glue little plastic snakes to barrettes and stick them in my hair. 

This may be the winner. 

I have lots of plastic snakes as the neighbor boy likes to hide them in my garden to scare the heck out of this old lady. 

Gotta love little kids. 

Besides, it would be fun to chose to be a woman who can turn all the men around her into stone. 

I love it! 

Medusa it is (unless I donated the dress). 

Thanks for helping me. 

Happy Halloween.

Love ya,

S. 

Popular posts from this blog

Stalker Proxy Phone Calls

What kind of songs do narcissistic stalkers sing?  I imagine they sing songs like this.   I am grateful now that I understand why the stalker has people call  but   wish they'd listen when I ask them not to call again.  I probably should document this somewhere.  My ex was talking to an old friend of mine from high school on a daily basis.  She is his cousin.   I had to quit talking to her when she'd ask me to plan parties and then refuse to give me the guest list saying that the attendees would only be me, her, my stalker Shannon, and my NPD mother-in-law.   She wanted me to plan interventions.   This happened with a baby shower.  It also happened with a wedding.  The in-laws put together a fake wedding trying to host an intervention to shame me and my ex into doing things for them (like quit school and give them my car).   I had to cut this so-called friend off over that in 2004....

Venus Meditations

  Today I am thankful for my new realization.  In my world, Friday is the day of love (reminds of The Cure - lol).  It's true.  Friday is the day of Venus.  Exhausted as I was after work, I went to my altar and lit a candle asking that my friend find whatever his life is lacking. Then I went upstairs and did my Friday night ritual to Aphrodite.  I lit a candle asking that I gain confidence in my ability to love.  I also ask that I recognize true love.  I was too exhausted to linger so I tried to fall asleep.  Have you been too tired to sleep?  It's horrible.  Your mind goes round and round -  you might recall things that happened recently (like the doctor telling me to be careful because I haven't hit menopause yet and I say, "not worried about it" while thinking that it's a good time to be in a sexual drought - hooray for me),  or things going on at work  (that I can hypnotize little cranky babies to sleep without sa...

Of Cowards and Chairs

Today I am thankful for cowards and chairs.   I don't understand the whole Clint Eastwood thing.  I mean, really, if you're going to do a Gestalt therapy session without a shrink, at least be brave enough put the idiot needing the scolding in the darn chair.  There are some people who would need two chairs; one for Obama and one for Bush.  Me, I'd need a whole heck of a lot of chairs.  I'd whine.  I'd complain.  I'd go after one side for stealing money from the poor and giving it to the rich.  Then I'd yell at the other one for the same thing.  Where are they for the poor?  Where are they for the huddled masses? The tired?  The needy?  Nowhere.... I mean, we give money in the expectation that it will be there for us should we need it...right? We pay our taxes.  Why do they keep rising while our benefits from them are dropping?  I'll tell you. Politician are only in it for themselves....