I don't get into the Halloween spirit. For one, I don't dress up. I used to, but I had an unfortunate experience at a social and that was it for me. For another, I've always been the fat friend to the slutty cheerleader, cop, girl scout, and whatever else you can make slutty.
Of course, I scoff at them and roll my eyes because really, having your T & A hanging out does not mean you're dressed up. But secretly? I've wanted to be able to do that. I want to go to Fairvilla and get my slutty angel on. And now, with my new skinny self being about a year away, I can do it.
But I'm really not entirely sure if I want to. I'm very much a dress for comfort person. I'd much rather wear jeans and comfy shoes than an LBD and ultra high heels. Or even medium high heels. Strutting my stuff around downtown half nekkid? Not so much me at any size.
To those who can, rock on.
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