Halloween

Jen, who just moved to Switzerland, came back for a short weekend visit. We met up on Halloween for a dinner. Now, I love to dress up for Halloween but the crowd she hangs with are so not the type. We were going to a very civilized dinner so I decided that since I tarted myself up the best I could I would secretly be going as an off-duty super model (did I mention I LOVE to dress-up?) and even one of the drunks I passed during the evening guessed my costume. (OK, I had to drop that in there for my ego, a compliment is still a compliment). We had a fabulous dinner where I tried to follow their speedy Italian. Even though my Italian consists of hello/goodbye, thank you, little mouse, and princess; I was able to follow along for the most part. Crazy, I know!

Jen's boyfriend Neil knows the owner of one of the nightclubs Krystal, and got us in for free to the VIP area. Our group of 10 were about the only ones not in costume. I was proud of Dublin since I had never seen so many people dressed up before. Very proud. But I had forgotten that it is a night for women to dress like street walkers. Even I was surprised at how many times I glimpsed neither regions I just should not see. One of the costumes consisted of a full body see-through nylon that only had small crystals over the groin and nipples. Wow. The best costumes of the night had to go to the group of Princess Leia's each dressed as a different Leia from Star Wars. Slave Leia, white dress with the hair buns, bounty hunter, it was great! My days of dressing up as Slave Leia may be over, but I am glad that there are other options too.