Halloween 2015


Let it go, let it go…

Happy Halloween, internet! Or day after, whatever.

Being that Halloween is one of my favourite days of the year, if not my absolute favourite (the proof is in the proverbial pudding, as seen on last year’s monstrous post), what would 2015 be without a post celebrating this most spooky day?

This year, my costume thoughts went through some serious changes, and I didn’t have an absolute idea until a few weeks before Halloween itself. First, I wanted to be Team Rocket, because my partner’s name is James and why would I not pass that up. Then, after I got him watching a bit of Doctor Who, he suggested we be the Doctor and Rose (both of which we’re absolutely doing at some point). But when we found out he would be at work for Halloween, I was stumped. My friend Lexi was potentially going as Lana Cane from Archer, so it was an idea that I would be coke-addicted Pam from the same show. It would be a fun character, but not much of a costume, especially after last year’s epic toast to nerddom.

weeping angel
Weeping Angel, from Halloween 2014

So, when the Archer costumes were not coming together as planned, and as I got elbow-deep in playing the Legend of Zelda again since James and I got an N64 and I found Ocarina of Time, I decided I should do something from that, as an homage to my favourite childhood game. For whatever reason, I skipped the idea of being Zelda or Saria or like character entirely, and went straight for the jugular:

I should be the Great Fairy.

image from http://zeldawiki.org
image from http://zeldawiki.org

You may be wondering about the picture of me as Elsa heading the post. That was my costume for work, since, you’ll note, the Great Fairy is pretty much naked. Unlike Halloweens past, I wasn’t working at the bookstore this year, but in the deli of a health food grocery store. Different levels of appropriate, there, especially working in the deli. But being Elsa was still fun; a lady called me Elsa, and another was so excited and wished her daughters were there to see. I made a Disney-loving coworker cry and beg for pictures with me. So it was great.

But after work, the real fun began.





With Lexi’s help, I glued fake ivy and leaves to two sets of nude shapewear, and altered a Poison Ivy wig (if and when I reuse this in the future, I’ll be getting a better wig for it; this was the best I could find on short notice). Unlike last year’s glorious craftsmanship, this was super easy to do, and probably took six hours total to complete.

But it was so much fun ūüėÄ

How was everyone else’s Halloween? What did you dress up as? Tell me everything – it is the most magical day of the year, after all!

Doge, Doctor Who, Triforce, Green Lantern, SHIELD


jack o lantern


If there’s one thing to know about me – other than being a writer and liking cats, or something – it’s that my favourite day of the year is¬†Halloween.

In 2011 and 2012, I did Halloween posts here, but for whatever reason I totally forgot to do a post for 2013 – which is a shame, because it was a good one.

First, let me do a little backstory, here:

Like I said, Halloween is my favourite day of the year, chopping down my birthday and Christmas. I love the idea of dressing up. Costumes – the bigger and better – make me giddy. I love dressing up myself, I love dressing up my house, I love seeing what children are dressed up as. Everything about it makes me so happy. I wish it was Halloweek because one day just isn’t enough for me.

So, because of this, I like to go hard for Halloween.

Before I delve into this year, here are some examples of Halloween costumes past:
2008: Pregnant Nun 

This is me comparing my bump to that of my pregnant French teacher. Mine is much larger than hers, as is abundantly clear. Though I didn’t compete in the school costume contest (which I regret, as I probably would have won¬†something), everyone who passed me had something to say about my costume – and 98% of those comments were praising my twisted creativity. To this day, this is one of my favourites.


2009: William Wallace


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Best dream ever


image from theguardian.com

So I’ve been watching a lot of Doctor Who lately, which is great, and as such, naturally it would seep its way into my subconscious. I had to write down this dream somewhere before I forgot.

I was at work, one of those this is work but it doesn’t look like work because it’s a dream things and when I looked out the window, there across the street were David Tennant and Matt Smith in full getup, just chatting as they waited for the light to cross.

See ya, work. I’m going to meet the Doctor(s)! Maybe they’ll give me autographs and photos or something.

They both greeted me pleasantly, as I’m sure they’re pretty used to people stopping them in the street. Matt had to go do something involving somebody’s cat, I think? so David invited me to join him for some errand he had to run, as well. So, obviously, I went.

We went into someone’s house nearby and messed around a bit. Could not tell you what we were possibly there to do. In any case, after the people there started to offer us food, I brought us to a nearby rooftop pub. A friend of mine was there, so we chatted for a bit and watched her struggle to actually get food in her mouth dreams, amirite?

So we left the pub and went into the parking lot. Determined to not part ways with a man who is clearly my new best friend, I showed him my car.

Now, my actual car, Sir Percival Beverlynn, is a whiny mess who groants and screams at everything.

Dream car, however, was precisely that: one of my dream cars. Though it was never said in-dream, and I had a different name for it there, it bore a striking resemblance to McLaren P1.


Image from uncrate.com

Needless to say, David was pretty psyched and took it on a joy ride.

At some point the party ended, and we went back to the intersection where I’d found him. Matt was just getting back as well, holding a cat crate so clearly his errand was successful and after we all parted ways, I went back into my place of work and bragged to everyone that this time, David Tennant was my companion.

This was actually one of the best dreams that actually kind of had a timeline and made sense that I’ve ever had.

Thanks, brain, for seriously entertaining me.

Bananas are good

Has something ever just grabbed you without warning and refused to let go?

I mean, other than a person, or leech, or something.

I kept seeing references to Doctor Who all over the internet for years, and though I had a basic understanding of the show – time travel, blue box, daleks – I had never seen an episode.

So once Netflix Canada got the revamped version Р9, 10, and 11 РI decided now was the time.

And dear fuck.

I powered through 9’s season. Was dubious starting 10, because I love 9, but a half hour in was already madly in love with 10¬†in other news, I would totally have David Tennant’s scruffy Scottish babies.¬†I finished season two. “Rose Tyler, I–”¬†made me bawl like a child. Powered through Martha and Donna. Then slowed it down a little because I knew I was nearing the end of 10’s reign. Gave in. Finished it. Started 11. Now I’m forcing myself to slow ‘er down a little, so I don’t run out of show to watch – though there¬†is¬†Classic Who and Torchwood and the Sarah Jane Chronicles, too.

2013 was the Year of Star Trek.

I spent most of the summer watching the Next Generation.

2014 is the Year of the Doctor.

How am I ever going to have a life again?


i won’t