Today is Halloween…hooray. I didn’t dress up…and not dressing up got me thinking about my Halloweens past. The only one that really sticks out in my mind was when my mom sewed me a Pocahontas costume. I remember that she used a suede-like fabric, there was fringe and beads and an awesome headdress. I also remember that it snowed that year, and I was FORCED to wear my neon snowsuit (something along the lines of this) under this perfect Pocahontas costume. Ever since then, Halloween has just not really been my thing. Of course I dressed up every year until I was, like, 12, but only to get my hands on the candy. Duh. In college I dressed up too a couple of times, but it was half-assed so I could get into a party. Duh. And now I can just buy a big ass bag of candy for myself without having to dress up. Being an adult isn’t the worst.