Oct 19, 2006

On Sexy Halloween Costumes: A Parable

Leave it to the Times to publish a really useful article about Halloween costumes. Apparently, the Times asserts, there is an abundance, perhaps even an overabundance, of sexy Halloween costumes for women. To which I must respond: No shit?

To add my view to this vital issue, I must say that I have no problem with the entire sexy genre of costumes, only with the fact that so many of them are unoriginal. Whipping out your boobs and putting on a miniskirt is passé at this point. Still, the sheer volume (and I mean in number, not in the amount of fabric used) is a bit bothersome. When trawling the internet and physical costume shops in search of ideas for this year's costume, I did feel that, for all the variety, the choices were rather limited, as it was pretty difficult to find any ensembles that didn't leave the majority of one's body exposed to the elements.

In conclusion, I shall contribute my one sexy costume–related anecdote. Last year, my friend Anne and I were ambling through Ricky's shortly before Halloween. Naturally, there was a glut of costumes on display. We counted, among others, a naughty nurse, sexy secretary, foxy firefighter, porny policewoman, and even a brazen barista. Or a busty barista, if you prefer. Whatever. I'm making these names up as I go. In any event, Anne was most dismayed to see not a single racy doctor costume. (She's in med school and felt excluded, I assume.) We agreed that it was rather sexist to allow women to be all manner of scantily clad professionals (in addition to the usual array of flirty fairies, dirty devils, and wanton witches), but to deny the ladies the opportunity to dress like ethically questionable doctors. How misogynistic. Fortunately, this year I stumbled across a sexy surgeon costume. Now the balance has been redressed—skimpily, of course.

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