A red carpet Halloween.

At the last minute on Friday afternoon — hours after most people had carefully chosen their costumes for that

Halloween day, I took advantage of the fact that I work in Chinatown.  

I decided to get into the spirit a little, and cruised through a sea of polyester, flammable-looking clothes

in search of something with a theme.  The only thing that fit was a black & yellow long top for me,

with yellow pants to match.  I found Vin a jacket, size XL, which was a twin color-wise, and

came home to steam wrinkles out of my finds.

By the time we got to Denise and Terry’s home, we got to have our picture taken against a green screen.

 The photographer had several special backgrounds, and I chose “the red carpet”.  It was a fun ending and reminded me

why people enjoy dressing up and pretending to be someone — or something — they’re not.  

And isn’t that what makes the world go ’round?