This is a guest post by my friend Marlena Sundstedt. Marlena is a recent graduate from John Paul the Great Catholic University, where she studied entrepreneurial business. She is a reader, writer, and frequent user of sarcasm. Marlena lives in Huntington Beach, California and hopes to pursue a degree in law so that one day she can afford to live in a big home filled with nothing but cats.
It’s that time of the year again! Days are getting shorter, there’s a chill in the air, and Christmas is on its way. Boots and scarves are being worn by everyone, and the seasonal drinks are back at Starbucks (Everyone go get a Chai Tea Latte with Pumpkin Spice. You’ll thank me later.).
The first stop of the end-of-the-year holidays is Halloween, and it’s probably one of the most controversial ones. Quite frankly, it’s easy to see why. It seems that for every year that goes by it’s less about the candy and more about the provocative costumes, crazy parties, and excessive drinking.
Don’t worry, guys. I’m not here to lecture you on the value of modesty, or rant about the “sluts” out there on Halloween (Side note: next time I hear any self-proclaimed Christian call a girl a slut – whether it be merited or not – I will personally go off on them. Being a judgmental idiot isn’t going to get you anywhere.).
I’m here to talk about my struggle as a normal girl: trying to have fun on a crazy holiday while still staying true to myself.
First, there’s the costume dilemma. There are basically only two options for a costume: cute or funny. While I am a huge fan of the funny thing, it personally doesn’t really sound like fun to get laughed at for an entire night (I was actually really tempted to be 2 Chainz this Halloween, but then I realized some minor differences such as race and gender were getting in my way). I’ll leave this option for the guys.
How do I find a cute, attractive outfit for Halloween parties that doesn’t make me look like I’m stepping straight out of a Frederick's of Hollywood store?
As if the lack of costume ideas isn’t enough, there’s also the drinking. Personally, I’m not a fan.
Yeah, sure, things are funnier, you’re more relaxed, and you get really stupid ideas that make for funny stories afterwards. It’s great, right?
Ha. All I needed was one epic hangover to make me realize that drinking is not for me, and aside from a glass of wine every now and then, I’ve stayed far away from it. Besides, I’d rather eat all of those calories anyway.
But something funny happens when you go to parties and tell people you don’t drink. Either they pressure you to try it (like you’ve never experienced it before), or they see you as some boring creature that isn’t capable of having any fun.
So do I conform and become a risque-clothes-wearing, binge-drinking party animal? Or do I just sit at home with my cat while drinking tea and eating Ghirardeli double-chocolate brownies this weekend?
Do any of you guys experience these problems in your own lives? If so, tell me about it and let me know how you deal with it!