Anybody who knows me or has been reading me for a while (which I guess one could argue is sorta the same thing) knows that I LOVE Halloween.
I have ever since I was a kid. I’m sure it has to do with my yen toward the theatrical. I enjoy the planning and searching involved in putting a costume together. Looking in the mirror at the end result and immersing myself in that character for the evening.
I also pride myself on being a sensitive politically correct person. I have to say, when I read this article on CNN I was moved to speak. What I wanted to say was REALLY?! I held my tongue and read the article in its entirety first.
Yeah, sorry, I get the sentiment of the article. We are not just our stereotypes. I just don’t agree that Halloween is a time to draw that line in the sand. I can honestly say that I have a frame of reference from which to draw my conclusion.
Halloween costumes dramatize characteristics of the person we are emulating? When someone dresses as a woman for Halloween they don’t dress like Twiggy (unless of course they are being Twiggy). They usually have huge basooms and a bubble but. Last year I had two people come to my party as ME. Not me on a regular day. Me on the most embarrassing day of my entire life….so far.
I honestly believe that Halloween should be the one time a year that we can laugh at ourselves. A great example of this: a couple of years ago friends of mine came in great costumes. She was dressed as aunt jemima and he was dressed as a grand dragon of the kkk. They are an interracial couple. He’s Afro-american and was the grand dragon. This would be offensive, on a regular day, but on Halloween, nothing is sacred.
In a time where we have to call the school party a harvest party so as not offend, and there are dietary restrictions for snacks for that party because our kids are too pudgy, I need a good laugh. I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at us all. If i had to worry about all the ways that i could possibly offend people, I would be paralyzed. Another way of looking at it is, by calling it a harvest celebration, we may be offending the celts who named it all hallow’s eve?
Halloween is about pretending. It’s an opportunity to take off the label and mask that you carry everyday and try a new one on for size. I would argue that Halloween costumes have the potential to teach us tolerance. The one year I went as david bowie in his the thin white duke phase, I bound my breasts. I could barely breathe. I know it sounds cheeky, but I did think on several occasions about transgendered woman who may be bound everyday, both literally and figuratively.
So if you haven’t seen my side of reason. If we can’t agree on this, I understand. Just know that I am happy to talk about it….on November 1st.E