Some of my neighbors in Oak Lawn went all out for Halloween — this house is covered in massive webs and spiders.
These decorations remind me of The Mist, a Stephen King book (and movie) that features giant killer spiders. However this house is a little less terrifying and definitely not the craziest thing in town — Apparently one house in East Dallas has Halloween decorations so gory and realistic that the police were called.
I think I’ll stick with the oversized spiders. 🕷
Like many things, Halloween in the gayborhood is decidedly different this year. Normally, there is a sprawling block party, but this year it is all about small gatherings at restaurants and neighbors’ homes.
Some of my younger neighbors have rowdy packed parties (that we do not attend), but the events with the 30-somethings tend to be smaller and easier to keep one’s distance at. I think the lack of FOMO after a certain age definitely helps.
Plus, the food is better when the host has a World Market membership.
Halloween may have been a bust this year, but the High Heel Race was as fabulous as ever. I attended a hilarious house party, saw some great costumes, and got to meet some very interesting people.
It was a strange, quiet Halloween this year.
Halloween in D.C. is never as exciting as the big gay block party back in Dallas, and this year was particularly muted. I think that I was exhausted from weeks of travel and my work schedule — also Halloween fell on a Wednesday, which made the weekend before feel too early to celebrate.
Oak Lawn hosts the largest Halloween block party in Dallas. The block party was pretty huge this year, with several pop-up bars along Cedar Springs.
Krystal and some of our neighbors at the Oak Lawn Halloween block party.
A view of the crowds at the Oak Lawn Halloween block party.
These creepy cat costumes were the worst thing ever. Note the t-shirts.
The past few months have been busy, hilarious and utterly exhausting. My social calendar is far busier than last year, but I’m slowly declining events in favor of sleep and time with the dogs.
Pictures!
Paige and I participated in the Zombie Pub Crawl this year. Hilarity.
Big shout out to my friends from the Moon Goons for the ZPC hookup! Best time ever!
Well! This was a rather successful Halloween. I decided to decorate the house because this was my first year giving out candy. These $5 window-hangs did the trick, although they were way more gruesome than I expected.
We went out the night before. I was a zombie lesbian soccer player. Tader was a runner who had been hit by a car. I think my costume was a little grosser.
The neighborhood children haven’t discovered that no one really cares if you smash the jackolanterns after Halloween.
So they sit and rot:
I still can’t believe I brought a copy of the United States Tax Code to a club. The Tax Code was an amazing prop for my second Halloween costume: law student!
I had tape on my glasses, an old briefcase, and about 8 inches of books. I felt pretty…oh so pretty…
The craziest costume we saw last night was an abortion doctor who wore a monster fetus on his shoulder. Yes, it was as gross as it sounds.
At the Eagle there were three guys wearing the same pimp costume from Party City. Wearing the same $19.99 costume as two other people is worse than being caught wearing a duplicate dress on the red carpet. The pimps did not know each other, but the bar was so crowded that they ended up awkwardly close anyway.
When I made the Party City comment to my bar group, I got the craziest looks because two of the people in my bar-group had NEVER HEARD OF PARTY CITY! Gasp! I don’t know why I am so scandalized by this… it must be the franchise-lover in me…
Next to the duplicate pimps was a morbidly obese man dressed as Winnie the Pooh. I told Pooh that he should have brought a jar of honey as a prop.
The best costume of the night was Billy Mays. There was also a guy at the Saloon who I swear was NeNe Leakes from the Housewives of Atlanta.
In true NeNe style, the NeNe drag queen went off on someone….and that someone just happened to be my friend Phillip! We were on the dance floor and Phillip’s costume caught on NeNe’s sleeve. Nene thought Phillip was grabbing her and proceeded to smack him.
…and hilarity ensued.
NeNe’s friend eventually came and calmed her down. The awkwardness was delicious.
Last year I spent Halloween DJing at the Gamma eta Gamma house. Pictures are here.
Last night the Gamma House threw a party, and I promised pictures:
