the "holiday" for tramps, sluts and hoes.

I know i'm not the first to comment on this phenomena...but what is it about Halloween that makes women want to dress as sexy, naughty and as vixen-esh as they possibly can? Why if it is our deepest desire to crank up the little red riding hood, nurse and schoolgirl act a few notches, don't we unleash the tart that lives in so many of us all year round?

Even as a child i never wanted to be a witch or something utterly ghoulish...it had to be the ballerina, the fairy princess, the genie..anything that made me cuter or prettier. Dad did win out for a few years when it was too cold to go the tutu route (god forbid i ruin the look with a pair of snow pants under it) and I paraded about town as dice, a rubix cube, a computer....the man had a thing with boxes.

This year, it's "little miss smartie pants" (a clever little costume consisting of a pair of pants covered in smarties and smartie boxes...and as cute and innocent as that sounds..i'm sure as hell gonna find a way to tart it up

- tricks and treats all around boys;)