I remember one of my favorite costumes growing up: a flower pot. I can't recall if it was a hand-me-down from my sisters or if it was just something that had been made specifically for me. Either way, I don't remember caring about all that - I just remember being so happy. I had brown stockings and a brown skirt, and on top I wore a green turtle neck. Covering my head was a halo of petals - I remember feeling so special. But I have to admit, the last few months have ruined it for me. I'll be the first to say that I am sick of dressing up. Because after a year and a half of theme parties (once a week for the most part) my head is echoing empty ideas. I have no idea what I want to be for Halloween - and really why should I ? As every perfectly good option has been sucked away into some other theme party. So far my most productive addition to the Penthouse planning committee has been a push for being Indians - I just really want to be Pocahontas. But honestly, I don't really have any good ideas. I just can't think of anything.
A list of things I have dressed up as for CESEM parties :
- teenage mutant ninja turtle
- tropical vacationer
I do in France is search for the different ideas to play dress up, I am constantly on the look out for funny items to go with such and such costume. And it isn't because it isn't fun or all of that - we have a great time. But really, it's because I am apart of my school council and I am supposed to be at all the parties, dressed to the nines at every single one, and that kind of dedication, my friends, is exhausting.