halloween

halloween at kashmir cocktail lounge ☆
















halloween on the cruise ship ☆





























☆ there's a huge party happening this weekend in puerto banus to celebrate halloween. since we havn't been out partying in ages, i'm trying to convince jerry to have a night out...

halloween has always been one of my favourite festivities. mainly because i love dressing up in costumes. but when i was a kid, it was more about the candy. since my parents were health freaks, we never had any junk-food in the house, so halloween was a chance to stock up on it.

halloween was never very big in australia and most of the time we had to explain the tradition to the people in each house before demanding the candy. nevertheless, mum and dad encouraged my brothers and i, every year, to dress up and go 'trick-or-treating' around the neighbourhood.

every year we wore the exact same costumes. joe was a ghost, (the lazy costume) which just involved cutting 2 eye-holes in a bed sheet and throwing it over his head; samuel was a devil (the gayest of all costumes) in tight red skivvy and leggings, red horns and tail; and i was the witch with a long black dress, home-made cardboard pointy hat and the most bizarre thing: black plastic glasses with nose attached in the shape of a big penis!!! instead of being the classic warty witches nose, it was one of those funny sex toys that somehow ended up in the kids costumes! mum and dad didn't seem to have a problem with the nine-year-old me wearing it while doing rounds of the neighbourhood!

several years later in high school, my girlfriends and i decided to go trick-or-treating for fun, even though we were way too old for it. by teenage-hood we were more excited about the tricks than the treats, so after a while, even if the people gave us sweets, we decided to trick them anyway. we stuck to the classic tricks of 'egging' the houses and covering the front door in shaving cream, until sarah (who was always the most evil ;o)) suggested the good old shit-in-a-paper-bag-and-set-it-on-fire-then-ring-the-door-bell trick. to this day i cant remember who shat in the bag, or if we just used her dog's shit....i do remember my costume was the most impressive with the old penis nose.

if only i had it with me to wear this weekend!
;o)