For me Halloween is a chance to put my wits (or lack thereof) to the test as I'd go through my closet, sift through all the knick knacks and colorful magazines to find the perfect combination for a costume. One particular year I wore a diaper, took a Jack Daniels bottle, placed a pacifier on the end and went as Baby Huey. Another year I dyed by hair blond, straightened the curls, wore a black shirt with aviators and went as Johnny Bravo. On a college campus, costumes get considerably more colorful as guys try to prove who looks the most like The Crow, the ladies compete over who looks the most revealing in a school girl outfit, and the geeks fight over whose Jedi or Master Chief costume is the most authentic.
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