This is the origin of Halloween:
A bunch of girls, perhaps Puritans, were walking around feeling blue. They were girls with nice physiques (okay, not all of them had nice physiques, but they all THOUGHT they did) and secret desires to be a bit wild.
They considered dressing on the risque side, but they didn't want to be thought of as harlots.
Then, one of them had an idea.
"Why don't we create a holiday where we can dress like absolute tramps, and it's considered festive?"
All the girls loved this idea (and the boys in their town liked the idea as well).
There was, however, another complication. The girls were all on the creative side, and so they didn't want to ALL go as Vixens, but they did want to look sexy.
"I know," said one, "Why don't we take non-sexy professions and just MAKE them sexy?"
"Like what," asked another.
"Hmm," thought one, "Like a sexy cardiologist!"
"A sexy PR consultant!"
"Or a sexy interior designer!"
"I'd love to get that couch in here, and press it right up against your milky white wall."
"YAY!"
So they all picked non-sexy professions, added plunging necklines, stilettos, and riding crops.
Why a florist would wear a leather corset couldn't be explained, but all the girls felt fantastic.
Every year after that, they celebrated Halloween--named after their friend Hallo, who died when she went dressed up as a sexy camouflaged assassin, and got run over when a tow truck driver, ironically, couldn't see her.
At some point, ghosts, monsters, and other macabre things were added, but that was just to keep the boys interested.
That is the origin of Halloween.
A bunch of girls, perhaps Puritans, were walking around feeling blue. They were girls with nice physiques (okay, not all of them had nice physiques, but they all THOUGHT they did) and secret desires to be a bit wild.
They considered dressing on the risque side, but they didn't want to be thought of as harlots.
Then, one of them had an idea.
"Why don't we create a holiday where we can dress like absolute tramps, and it's considered festive?"
All the girls loved this idea (and the boys in their town liked the idea as well).
There was, however, another complication. The girls were all on the creative side, and so they didn't want to ALL go as Vixens, but they did want to look sexy.
"I know," said one, "Why don't we take non-sexy professions and just MAKE them sexy?"
"Like what," asked another.
"Hmm," thought one, "Like a sexy cardiologist!"
"A sexy PR consultant!"
"Or a sexy interior designer!"
"I'd love to get that couch in here, and press it right up against your milky white wall."
"YAY!"
So they all picked non-sexy professions, added plunging necklines, stilettos, and riding crops.
Why a florist would wear a leather corset couldn't be explained, but all the girls felt fantastic.
Every year after that, they celebrated Halloween--named after their friend Hallo, who died when she went dressed up as a sexy camouflaged assassin, and got run over when a tow truck driver, ironically, couldn't see her.
At some point, ghosts, monsters, and other macabre things were added, but that was just to keep the boys interested.
That is the origin of Halloween.
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