Observer Effect

Halloween is always a very interesting experience for me. This year went to two different parties and dressed up differently for each. I decided that for the first time ever I would be a little bit more on the slutty side and so I went as a call girl, Chicago inspired. And for me it was pretty ambitious. Then my second party I was Madonna while Tina was Brittney from their video together, "Me Against the Music".

Now of these two costume one is obviously more revealing than the other but neither one of them is as scantily clad as some of the outfits I witnessed this weekend. I was both impressed and slightly revolted that girls, and even some of the guys for that matter, would ever wear the things they wore.

I am keenly aware of that fact that I am in judgment here so let's just state it right off the bat and I can continue this post without you being in judgment of me being in judgment. Does that sound fair?

Halloween is a fantastic excuse to use to do whatever you want and to be something you are not OR to be something you've always secretly wanted to be and have not had the guts to do in real life. It is the one day of the year that it is accepted to dress as a axe murderer or a hooker or a cowboy or a juice box. Some of the costumes I saw were very clever and funny while others really made me think about how these people may feel about themselves.


There were a group of about 9 girls who had their hair sticking straight up in a cone shape above their heads and each of them had it spray painted a different color. They had skin colored fabric wrapped around their boobs and a skirt of the same color as their hair. What where they? I had to ask because it wasn't making any sense to me! Turns out they were trolls. Do you remember those weird troll dolls that people just loved and collected? I suppose these girls along with some others who were equally if not more scantily clad have their reasons for doing it the possibilities just escape me. As for the guys there were a few that were just slightly disturbing; guys in female bathing suits and other with just super creepy energy.

Anyway stepping into an observer roll last night was highly entertaining for me. I got to watch people interact in way they may be outside of their norm because it was accepted. I'm curious as to what a normal night out for them would be though... being in a costume is a safe and acceptable way to do things that you would normally not do. It's just interesting to me and I felt the need to share it with you!