Just for fun, I looked up the term “Halloween” on Urban Dictionary. It read:
“An annual excuse for girls to dress like sluts and get away with it.”
How perfectly accurate. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not bashing on every girl who decides to show off a little extra skin on that one eerie night, (or weekend if you’re in college). I myself, as embarrassed as I am to admit it, have tried to pull off the “sexy cop” look my freshman year here at Bonas. Of course, now that I look back at it, I realize I looked absolutely ridiculous. But at the time, it was fun to dress up and feel extra pretty with my best friends for a night!
Halloween weekend is one of the easiest weekends one can determine what year each girl is.
The freshman girls are the Regina Georges on campus. Mom and dad aren’t there to judge so they really feel the need to show off what they weren’t allowed to at home. Girls, if you’re going to be a slut on Halloween, at least be an original slut. No tight, short, black dresses and cat ears please.
The sophomore girls have probably realized at this point that what they wore last year might not have been the smartest, classiest idea. Also, they haven’t forgotten that feeling of freezing their asses off when walking to that one house party off campus in a mini skirt and 5 inch heels. At this point, they’re being smart and wearing something a little warmer, a little less slutty.
The junior girls have since realized, with two years of experience, that the best costumes are not the sluttiest, but the most creative/the funniest. Since they are now considered upperclassman, they don’t feel the need to be the hottest girl at the party, but rather the coolest or funniest. For example, some of the ideas flying around my house right now include a group of friars (since Bonas is a Franciscan school), all different types of dolls (because we live in the Doll House), and Steve (the bouncer at the Burton).
There are two types of senior girls: the girls who are still concerned with having a creative costume and looking the coolest, and the ones who simply say screw it I’ll just throw a sheet over my head and call it a night. Let’s go to the bars and get drunk! I have a feeling I’m heading towards the latter.
These are just a collection of observations I have made since the beginning of my time here at Bonas. Obviously, there are exceptions, so don’t get offended if this doesn’t apply to you. Also, if you are offended by this, stop being so damn sensitive. I hate that.
Another thing, let’s talk about what a juicy contradiction the concept of Halloween night is compared to every other day of the year. When you were a kid, how many times did your parents say things like, “Don’t talk to strangers,” or “Even if a stranger says he has candy, you still shouldn’t get in to his van.” But on Halloween, your parents literally say, “Hey kids! How about you walk around the neighborhood, knock on every strangers door you can find, and ask them for some candy.”