Halloween in asia can be a tricky affair. Trick or treat is a definite no no here. The only bit of halloween that we do is dressing up for a night out with friends to the trendiest clubs in town. And this takes courage, tremendous courage, courage that i wouldn't have. Imagine you're all gear up as the kinky Red Little Riding Hood, and you're hitting Zouk for the night. As you enter the club, trying to make your way to the bar for a drink before you strut your stuff on the dance floor, you realize all eyes are on you. The music is still pumping at the background, but everyone seems to be just staring. Wide eye. Open mouth. In awe. You know why, cause, i can easily say, ninety percent of them are costume-less, and the balance ten percent are partially in-costume (which includes those wearing only a devil horn head band or those in plastic fangs) You might be the only one brave enough to venture into a full costume parade. Like a male peacock among a swamp of doves. Lonely. Border line pathetic. Sad.
But this year, in the spirit of halloween, my girlfriends and i tried to be as halloweenish as possible. We tried. (at least give us some credit for that!)
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