


No Halloween parties this year. But as an adult, I've celebrated dressed as:
Harpo Marx. My favorite costume because I got to see myself as a blonde, and as a bonus, annoy everyone with my bike horn.
Edie Sedgewick. I had a nice ass back then. I don't have the nerve to attempt this one now. Unfortunately everyone thought I was Twiggy or a generic "hippie chick."
Bruce Springsteen. Forgot about the party until the last minute, and made do by wearing white t-shirt, blue jeans, and slipping a Cincinnati Reds cap in my back pocket.
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