I went to a Halloween party on Saturday. It was good fun, with enough hijinx to make it Halloween-worthy but not enough for long term trouble. And that’s all I’ll say about that . . .
I was a skeleton, with a nod to Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride with the bowler (not sure people got it, but ah well). I also wore my black flat boots, which I think was the best decision I ever made. No heels for Halloween, I say.
I hope your Halloween is delightful with just the right amount of ghoulish-ness. I have to say, I’m going to miss seeing trick-or-treaters running around.