Something Costumed This Way Comes

I'm a bit sad. Ordinarily this is my time to shine in the creativity department. Unfortunately that's been shoved to the side due to the uncontrollable busyness at my job this year. And huge shock: I did not lose the twenty pounds I was hoping to to warrant the slutty costume I hope to don one day (Speaking of don, the slutty mob girl costume caught my attention while shopping last Saturday. Sigh...someday).

Well, I decided to take the easy road this year. And by easy, I mean the buy a costume that's horribly made, itchy, and looks vaguely like the character I was hoping for, but still have to buy the additional pieces on the picture of the costume, but are not included in the fifty dollar price. I swear it's highway robbery. And if you shop late, it's been opened, tried on and shoved back in the plastic bag. I had to deal with this for my boyfriend's costume. Awful. Fortunately, I got my costume the first week of October and I had a ten dollar off coupon, so as of now, I've spent twenty plus tax for my costume. I just need a white headband for authenticity and I'll be done.

I guess I can still claim creativity even though I'm selling out to the billion dollar costume industry. Damn adulthood and how it limits my time if I want to afford to pay my bills and whatnot! So I think I should get credit for participating in my first couples costume. I always though the electrical outlet/plug type costumes were a little lame. And I wanted to bring my pop culture spin on the concept for me and my man. Sadly, he did not even listen to my arguments for going as the Ambiguously Gay Duo.

It makes sense. He's blond and I'm a brunette. What's everyone looking at?

So giving it some thought, I came up with this: He would go as one of the Spartans from 300. I of course would be the beauty in his corner when he goes off to battle. That's right, Arianna, the Spartan cheerleader from Saturday Night Live. Decent idea right? I doubt it'll win best costume this year, but I'm proud of my idea. I'm only looking for one chuckle. That's what I'm after this year. And I've been practicing the cheers.

Who's that Spartan getting a wedgie? It's Me! It's Me! I bet after giving my boyfriend a wedgie in a Spartan costume, he'll wish we went as Ace and Gary.