Margaret Hair: Costume escapism
Halloween gives adults a chance to act like kids
October 26, 2007
Steamboat SpringsSteamboat Springs — Last year for the holidays, my brother gave me a Lewis Black stand-up comedy CD. — Last year for the holidays, my brother gave me a Lewis Black stand-up comedy CD.
Steamboat Springs — Last year for the holidays, my brother gave me a Lewis Black stand-up comedy CD.
Black is a funny man and a smart one, and he has two observations about Halloween.
The first one – that candy corn is an oily funnel of disgusting and should never be consumed – is completely true. Candy corn is gross.
But the second – that adults should never wear Halloween costumes, because over the age of 18 you can wear whatever you want and don’t need permission to look like a jackass one night a year – couldn’t be more wrong.
From what I’ve heard about Halloween in Steamboat Springs, there aren’t many young people who need an extra push to get out and celebrate. They wouldn’t be offering $1 Jell-o shots at The Tap House Sports Grill if they thought no one would eat them.
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It’s unlikely that too many people think of Halloween as an important outlet of creativity or youthful exuberance – masses of drunken people in silly outfits shouldn’t immediately strike anyone as being important.
What it does provide is a break from the norm, especially with the mixed blessing of falling in the middle of the week. For one night we get to have a reason to yell at each other in the streets, and get to escape a little more from our ski-land escapism.
As kids, we run around in costumes we’re either proud of or ashamed to be caught in (depending on our parents), we grub together as much candy as our cute, little monster faces will garner, eat way too much of it and occasionally smash pumpkins.
As adults, we run around in costumes we’re either proud of or ashamed to be caught in (depending on how much time we had to put it together), possibly eat candy, probably go downtown and occasionally smash into each other.
It’s cuter with kids, but really Halloween cheers me up either way. And, of course, we should wear costumes, Mr. Black, because that’s a sure sign of being willing to let go for a night.
Unfortunately, I’m no good at coming up with costume ideas, and usually end up with 15 back-up plans that are either too intricate or embarrassing to pull off. And without the endless array that I’m used to – of things friends have borrowed from the theater companies and thrift stores they work for – my costume this year probably will be badly uncreative.
Still, I’ll try to throw something together, and I hope everyone else does, too.