halloween, what what?

i wish erryday was halloween, every. single. day.
i would fully appreciate being able to dress up like princess peach, an 80's workout instructor, a cupcake and madonna every day.
i would also fully appreciate actually seeing people step out of their box, and their aeropostale hoodies and try something new, while the majority may be slutty, at least their having fun with it right?
you can honestly tell alot about people due to their halloween costume, whether their funny, creative, an "easy lay" in the words of a class mate in regards to the many "sexy" various types of costumes with the staple of fishnet tights, awkward (random japanese ninja warriors with long names that only people in a shanghai comic book convention would know) or those who think they're super fly/indie hipsters (obscure characters from little scene cult movies/tv shows from 20 years, and they secretly love it when you have no clue what they're refrencing, yet sigh and put on their "wow, you're so uncool" face)
or just lame..which i'm feeling is the category i unfortunately wind up in.
though i fully stand behind my 80's ridiculous pink wedding dress. i would really like to hunt down whomever it, in all it's ridiuclous yet elusive splendor, belonged to.
i would enjoy to see the wedding photos, what the bridesmaid wore and how thick the groom's unibrow was. i'm just feeling there was a thick unibrow there, not sure why.
i was so attracted to this dress, i have an inkling i was infact married in it..
in my past life, i was a texas pagent queen and i was set to marry my high school sweetheart, who is actually my distant cousin, at the tender age of 17 in my hometown with a population of 349 people. half of the town came in attendance. he wore a nice subdued power blue suit and bought my ring at the pawn shop downtown, which is located beside the adult video store. it's a pear cut diamond, awful, but i think it's classy. my uncle played the accordian and harmonica as we danced our first dance to the song of moon river. the cake was dyed pink to match my dress but stained everyones mouth. everyone left at 9:30 as star search was on that night and they couldn't miss it. then we went for a drive around town to celeberate the momentus day when we were struck by ol' joe, the town drunk. i died in that very dress in which my relatives donated to value village. they couldn't bear the thought of something so beautiful lying in a closet being eaten by moths for the rest of eternity.
that's about it. fate was restored this halloween.
have a good one kids, don't rot your teeth on cheap candy and sugary fruity coolers you stole from your parents minibar.

hannah