I wasn't into Halloween this year.
I just came off an epic road trip - into a ton of catch-up work. The last thing I wanted to think about was finding a costume and a party to go to celebrate a holiday I'm frankly not all that into. I felt angsty about the entire thing. I wanted to just lock myself up in my apartment and watch a marathon of Law & Order Special Victims Unit and call it a night.
And that's when it came to me: angsty + wanna-be loner = Teenage Sue Funke
I decided to dress up as a grunge kid. Not just because of the attitude was easy to slip into, but it's also a damn comfortable costume. And even bigger bonus - it's a reason for me to buy jeans.
Halloween is supposed to be a night where you dress up as something you're not normally. Well, I haven't worn jeans in a year.
(I'll pause for your disbelief on my ability to live in such a way as an American.)
It's true. I stopped wearing jeans for a while, in an effort to be more feminine, wearing skirts and such
... and because when I had bed bugs I put my jeans in the dryer on high so many times they shrunk.
I meant to buy jeans, but it was honestly easier, and somewhat cheaper, to invest in tights and warm dresses.
I informed my pal Blythe of my genius costume. She laughed, due to a memory of teenage Sue.
"I remember you came into school one Monday and were head-to-toe in black. It was the first time you did that*. I asked you why you were all in black and you replied, 'It's Monday, Blythe. John Lennon died on a Monday.' "
I was a pretty ridiculous Beatles fan back than, so this did not surprise me. It did, however, make me laugh my ass off.
What an over dramatic little teen I was.
Getting ready tonight for the grunge costume was frighteningly familiar. Straightening my hair, putting on a bunch of eyeliner, listening to Nirvana a little too loudly. It was nice to go back, and absurdly comfortable as well.
I'm now starting to wonder, is this my costume, or my attempt to bring this style back?
*I subsequently did that a ton... I totally loved NIN.