Although my Halloween celebrations turned out to be rather unsuccessful, my costume (self-praisingly) did not. After three weeks of a little bit of work here and there and a subconscious desire to eat it, I finally got to strut my California Roll stuff (all around the house).
Mine is a tear-jerking tale that began last week when an unexpected work call left me without a Shrimp Nigiri date for our intended Halloween party and ended this Saturday when some bad chicken followed by a surplus of signs left me in costume, in character… and in a mild state of depression when we ended up not leaving the house.
My dilemma was a modern version of the classic ‘if a tree falls’ query: if you spend three weeks making a Halloween costume and then no one ever sees it, did you really make it?
In this fast-paced, technologically-driven, social media-lovin’, sushi-craving world, there was one unprecedented question on my mind:
Can I still post a picture of my costume on Instagram?
Opportunities to wear a sushi costume, as you can imagine, are few and far between. A brainstorming session on possible upcoming occasions where this attire would be suitable resulted in little success and the picture I had just taken looked up at me, begging to be filtered.
This picture of our pre-Halloween night swiftly became a picture of us chillin’ at home dressed like our fav foods. Would it still be normal to show the world what I could have done tonight?
If I wanted to take this to a whole new, unrelated, totally far-fetched and not the same, level – it is almost (not at all) like posting a picture of you in your wedding dress after you Maggie Carpenter-ed it outta there on the big day.
However, I definitely posted it. Stay at home or go out on the town – it’s my costume and I can wear it, bake in it, take pictures in it, swim in it, wear it to uni and, sure as hell, Instagram it!
And now that October is over and November is here, I find it difficult to be upset that I didn’t celebrate one holiday when my very favourite one is quickly sneaking up on us. Down here, the leaves don’t turn brown or orange and the temperatures don’t drop by the dozen but the air is crisp and the breeze has more of the cool ocean in it than at any other time. I’m happy to have two new sushi-shaped tables and a whole lot of pretty things around me.
Until next time,