There are costume-wearing people:
1. Disney World employees
2. Members of the College Greek System
3. The cast of Charlie’s Angels
4. Circus folk
5. Britney Spears
The French, it is safe to say, are a non-costume-wearing people.
After years of college Halloween parties and a particularly memorable night bar-hopping in Chicago’s Lincoln Park, I had honestly almost forgotten about the whole trick-or-treating deal, which is pretty much ALL they know about here because NO ONE'S TAUGHT THEM ANY BETTER.
I’ve been doing some Halloween PR:
“Hey did ya know it’s almost my-second-favorite-holiday-of-the-year, Halloween?”
“You know, the great thing about adult Halloween parties is that you’re drinking...in COSTUME!”
“So there was this one time, on HalloWEEN...”
Rien. Every time I get the Big Gallic Shrug, followed by a “Ouaih. You know, it’s really not such a big deal here.”
So much for trying to rally some friggin enthusiasm. Only, a recent conversation makes me think Jeanne is catching on to my subtle hints.
Me: So guys, I’ve been thinking of having a HALLOWEEN party next week.
Olivier: Ouaih, but, you know it’s not such a...
Jeanne: (giving intense look to Olivier) Yes, but Coquette LOVES Halloween and it will be FUN!
God love her. Girlfriend thinks I’m going to be psychologically traumatized if I don’t have a costume party. So the question is, do I want to play the pity card? Will I got so far in my quest to drink in costume as to literally have a pity party? Stay tuned...