scary scary boo.

It's Halloween. Old Hallows Eve. And boy do I not care. I honestly don't think I've been excited since that one Halloween that I was Jasmine and my sister had to hem my costume pants (that was the only year I ever got a store bought costume, too). It's never really tickled my fancy because I'm not made of money to buy chain-mail so that I can be this:



But even when you're rich and you try to recreate that look it fails. See exhibit A:



I really just want today to continue looking like this:



p.s. what cauldron did the abundance of "sexy" themed costumes bubble up from this year? great, now I want to watch Double Bubble Boil and Trouble (Which is actually titled, Double Double Toil and Trouble) starring the Olsen Twins.