It’s likely your first impressions of me based on this blog are that I’m a Halloween fanatic, and… you’re absolutely right! In this post, I’d like to show you my attempt at the morbid magnificence of Wednesday Addams.
Truthfully, my personality is the polar opposite of Wednesday’s; I am the type of overtly chipper, naive bringer of optimism that people like Wednesday would incinerate with a single glare.
However, in the process of wearing Wednesday’s staple uniform (and her deadly gaze in hopes that no one would confuse me with a Pilgrim), I found myself adopting her personality in some ways.
No, I wasn’t overcome with homicidal rage or deadly cynicism, but I found myself feeling a certain resilience and strength in character. I wore this to work on a Friday to an office of 60+ employees, all of whom were not in costume, and I felt perfectly comfortable in my skin.
In that respect, perhaps I’m learning to become a little bit like Wednesday Addams after all…
Halloweek is one of my favorite times of the year.
I call it “Halloweek” because it is impossible for me to compress all of my energy and enthusiasm for the holiday into just one day. Every year, I spend the whole week preceding Halloween dressed up in morbidly fun outfits, because…why not?
I see Halloween as a very empowering holiday. Some use it as an excuse to be someone other than themselves, but I use it as an excuse to be the most outrageous, unconventional, and eccentric version of myself possible.
I have several pieces in my closet that are just plain weird. As much of my fashionista lifestyle involves adapting these pieces into some modicum of professional wear for my 10-to-6 job, I find that the really spectacularly odd pieces are forced to hide in the back of my closet, waiting to emerge.
And boy, do I love to bring them out for Halloweek…