Chillin' Like a Villain

For as long as I can remember, I've dressed up for Halloween every single year. I'm fairly certain that I was dressed up for Halloween even for those years that I can't remember ... Thanks, Mommy! 

Year after year, I've dressed up as something cute/sexy/clever, a superhero, a well-liked protagonist, etc, etc. Never have I dressed up as a villain or anything remotely scary. Before yesterday, I never really stopped to think of why that was. 

Yes, sometimes I like to psychoanalyze my life choices. Yes, even trivial life choices, such as what I choose to dress up as for Halloween.

So ... surprise, surprise! My original Halloween costume this year was going to be a "social butterfly". To give you a visual -- I was planning on wearing a plain black shirt with social media icons (i.e. Facebook, Pinterest, Instagram, Twitter) attached, along with some butterfly/fairy wings and antennae. Cute and clever, right???

Thanks to a suggestion from Sameer (who actually dressed up as Batman), I changed my costume last minute and did a complete 180.  Usually, I don't like last minute change of plans, so I don't know what came over me. I had my reservations, but I just decided to go for it. 

Prior to yesterday, I think the only time I wore face paint for a costume was when my parents put face paint on me for Halloween. I generally don't like face paint; I don't even like wearing foundation. I've also never worn a wig. They've never appealed to me because I find them itchy and creepy. Alas, I somehow managed to wear a full face of face paint and a wig all night. And it actually wasn't that bad! 

I ran into London Drugs pretty much right before I had to get ready, in hope to find some face paint, and was lucky enough to find this palette that had just the colours that I needed.

After looking at A LOT of Google images of "The Joker" and 45 min later. 

Thank goodness Sameer had a green wig handy (don't ask why) because I had no idea what I was going to do with my hair.

Long story short, I was a villain (a damn scary one too, if you ask me) for once ... and I liked it! I actually scared myself a couple of times throughout the night because I barely recognized the face that was staring back at me. I prayed that I wouldn't run into any kids as I was leaving my building because I literally looked like a child's living nightmare.  It made me feel like I had been missing out on the real Halloween fun -- the opportunity to be someone else for a night; the chance to embody a character that's completely different than your own. I've always stayed within my comfort zone and dressed up as something "safe".  

NOT THIS YEAR.  I think it's safe to say that I ventured into new territory.