Monday, 18 October 2010

The Recalcitrant Recluse

I wasn't going to do Halloween this year.

I can't tell you what's been going on in my Real Life(tm) because I made such a big la-la fuss about not doing so earlier this year. Damn.

Anyway, things have been such that I haven't spent much time in the Boudoir (you may or may not have noticed) and I decided not to hold my annual Halloween Party, the reasons for both being that I have been so very preoccupied elsewhere.

Then friends began to ask what the plan was for Halloween this year and I said maybe I'd do something. Nothing big and elaborate. I might go as far as buying a pumpkin and a bag of Haribo Horror Mix. Maybe.

Then I found myself in a shop, holding a little novelty Halloween top hat in my hand. It had a skull emblem and some black netting. I tried it on. It sat at a jaunty angle among my curls and immediately made me smile.

From there it was one short step to going down the whole Wicked Lady route and now I have a frock coat, thigh boots, a pistol and a riding crop. And a jaunty little hat.

And now I find myself hosting a Gothic dinner party and will have to accommodate lots of people after all.

I am rubbish at remaining a recluse.