Every thirty-first day of the every tenth month of every year guys and dolls of all ages dress up in an outrageous little (or big) getups to commemorate and celebrate the working holiday known as Halloween which become a staple in the U.S. during the 20th century.  These days we decorate our homes, offices, cubicles, front yards and streets with ghouls, goblins and jack-o'-lanterns while we fill our fruit bowls and candy jars with sweets and yummy treats.  No Halloween is really complete without the ultimate costume party where goers can flaunt their elaborate threads in hopes of compliments and awed reactions.  But this wasn't always she case since mass-produced Halloween costumes we're not available in stores until the 1930s, and trick-or-treating did not become a normalcy of the holiday until the 1950s.

As it turns out Halloween is now the United States' second most popular holiday (after Christmas) which was originally intended to be about one thing only.  Fright!  Witches, monsters, ghosts, goblins, the undead and other vile personas were the epitome of the Halloween dress code.  But apparently over the years this interesting holiday has turned into the perfect little excuse for women of all shapes, sizes and age groups to bare it all.  

Suddenly females from all walks of life are dressing like playboy playmates and sunset hookers and calling it a day.  Sluttish French maids and playboy bunnies come a dime a dozen these days.  Princesses are no longer dressed in flowing gowns but rather in hind bearing chiffon and bust hugging lace.  Naughty school girls are more popular then ever with micro-mini plaid skirts and bare midriffs.  Witches are no longer armed with a broom but rather drenched in glitter and scantily clad wearing four inch platforms fit for a stripper's dream.  It seems that most any outfit (if enough is subtracted and or added) can be turned into a sexy little number more fitting for a pimp's and hoe's fest than a costume party.  Some females will even go as far as to put on a white bathing suet, strap on some wings and a halo, roll around in some sparkle and call themselves an angel.

What has Halloween come to?  The annual release day of pent up sexual frustration harbored throughout the entire year?  Not to mention the fact that this particular holiday falls on the more chiller time of the year.  Princesses may not need or want to wear a coat in fear of hiding their shimmering dresses but I think that in all fairness red bathing suet, devil horn wearing self proclaimed vixens should probably throw on a jacket.  There is nothing more unbecoming than a skimpily dressed girl shivering in the cold like a frightened Chihuahua.

Pardon my amusement but since when is Halloween a day where more sales are made at Victoria's and Fredrick's rather than the corner costume store.  Rule of thumb, if it belongs under your clothes on any other day then Halloween should not be the exception by any means.  And since when is a corpse bride a sex pod?  Naughty nurses, French maids and mischievous school girls may be the cliché fantasy of most men all across the globe but to try and convert that same mentality into every outfit is not only strange but tasteless.  Lucifer is probably shaking his head at every sexy devil he comes across while the gods are bowing their heads with shame at every skin bearing angel they see.

The moral of the story ladies is simple.  Tone it down and cover it up this year, if you look like you belong at the playboy mansion but your invite says company costume party then go with something a little more classy and a little more sassy and keep it in good taste.  Ain't nothing wrong with showing a little skin.  But too much of a good thing is never a good thing I'm sure you'll agree.

By: Lucky Clover