Once again, I had chosen the worst Halloween costume EVER.
I thought it was brilliant. I thought it was so obvious.
I was wearing a 60’s style dress and boots and had styled my brown hair a particular way. I had a big smile on my face and when someone asked me what I was supposed to be, I’d throw a hat up in the air and wait excitedly for them to get it!
They’d inevitably guess things like: “The Girl in the Red Dress!” (What was that?! Who was that?!)
Clearly, I was Mary Tyler Moore!! Hello!?!
It just did not translate for anybody else. All night, I was stopped and asked, and no one ever got it.
My date had some ghoulish makeup on. Everybody loved him.
I gave up throwing the hat around midnight and just went with The Girl in the Red Dress. It seemed to satisfy people in some way, and I felt like less of a failure.
Sorry, Mary.
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