At age 25, I was the Queen of Hearts. Made my costume and felt proud of it until....
At a Halloween party, men kept knocking on my chest. "Who's in there?" Even strangers! Appalled, I retreated with my back against a wall.
Most of the other women wore sexy, tight costumes. I was too modest for that. Sandwiched between boards, I felt like a royal nerd. Stupid costume. Couldn't sit down.
After 30 awkward minutes, I removed the boards. Sat down in a red turtleneck, red running shorts, black tights and the crown. I could relax. I felt normal in running clothes.
"What are you?" people asked. "The Queen of Hearts," I replied, pointing to the boards.
A year later, I insisted on wearing a swimsuit under the sheet for a toga party. Too modest. My best friend Sally was forever trying to sexy me up. She tied a scarf around my waist.
I think that’s a great costume! Not being able to sit is a problem. Otherwise, immature company spoiled that one!
My fail was more ‘wrong setting’ as well. I’d just moved to a small ski town, where no one knew me, and dressed as a Young Republican ‘Newt groupie’ in a cheap polyester business suit, with buttons that proclaimed ‘Greed is my Creed’, ‘Poor People Suck’ and other classics from days when the Repubs first left humanity behind. Unfortunately, no one seemed to get my joke, just took me at face value and avoided me all night! Lol
I still remember when we had what was called our "End of High School Break up Day" and everyone from our grade went to school in fancy dress.
One boy managed to get hold of gigantic, full length, advertising condom, wore it and a sign that said, " Prime Minister of Australia," while one of the girls covered herself from head to toes with cotton wool dyed black, painted ( rather explicitly I might add) from top to bottom as set of pink labia and went around telling everyone, " I have one and the Prime Minister IS one."
In Australia we don't celebrate Halloween as much as you do in America BUT until the Education Department put a TOTAL Ban on " End of High School Break up Days" there WERE so pretty awesome costumes that were made and worn.
P.S. A big part of " Break Up Day" was also to raise money for a charity upon which ALL students agreed, so our Money Raising idea was to "borrow' the statue of Colonel Sanders from the top of the local KFC outlet and hold it for ransom. We managed to raise about 1,000 dollars for that effort BUT our costumes were somewhat NOT appreciated by the very conservative School Principal, maybe it was because our costumes made a political statement or perhaps he was upset that I went as the Grim Reaper with a badge that proclaimed me as the School Principal, guess I'll never know which...LOL.
the costume actually looks fine to me, I have to agree with the one who said you were surrounded by a bunch of dicks and I do not understand what knocking on a playing card and asking who's in there is supposed to mean? I tried my best Tommy Lee Jones, Men in Black, sunglasses at night is not a good idea. But I made this look good.
Never a Fail.... halloween is not about success... but bad judgement? I saw on a Military Hospital Overseas... the doctor treating my 3 year old son dressed as a corpse maybe... the senior doctor told him to wipe the shit off!!! Something I truely appreciated as a father.
I had a pink bunny rabbit costume I wore a couple years while in college.
Being the consummate introvert wallflower, I would typically stand around a drink beer. After something induced me to speak, a guy nearby me said “Wow! I thought you were a really ugly girl.”
That was the end of my pink, bunny rabbit career
I used to jazzercise and we would dress up for Halloween. A woman started coming who had terrible BO; so bad it was very off-putting. When I found a blow up costume of spray on underarm deodorant I couldn't resist. I held my breath and worked out next to her. She didn't get the message .
sometimes I wonder if the modesty is a symptom of the upbringing be it via modest "times" or being raised by religious parents that instill modesty in women/girls, or if it is just a personality trait of ours. But also, I like being invisible and disappearing into crowds and dressing sexy makes a young women a walking target for street harassers so that doesn't help either. I wonder if I'd be less modest were I to live in an all female community/culture >.>
When I was married and my kids were in elementary school my wife bought me a Mr. Potato Head costume that had all the face parts stuck on with velcro. We went to a party at the local community center and all the kids had fun rearranging the face parts on my costume.
Very inventive. I'm impressed.
Many years ago my 2 teenage neighbors had the best "mom made" costumes I've ever seen. One was a mail box and the candy went in the mail drop. The other was a refrigerator. This was before digital so no photos to share.