Halloween!
After the Boy's family left Manhattan for Connecticut, we had about an hour and a half to get ready for a the Boy's friend's Halloween party in White Plains. Since I was used to sleeping in on the weekends, I needed a nap. About 5 minutes after getting back into the apt, the Boy and I just crashed. This was supposed to be a half hour nap since we needed to change into our costumes and catch a train at a very specific time to make it into White Plains on time.
Of course, we overslept by about 30 minutes and decided to catch a cab to the Metro North train station instead of the subway. It was probably because it was near Halloween on a Saturday night, but we couldn't catch a cab at all. They were all either off duty or already carrying people. Ten cabs must have passed us by before we gave up and took a bus to Harlem to catch the Metro North train.
The bus was painfully slow in getting us to the station. We pretty much arrived at the stop near the station right around the time that the train was scheduled to leave. In a last ditch effort to try to catch the train, the Boy and I ran full force, but just missed the train. It must have been an interesting sight. We were the only two Asian people in the area, half dressed in costume, and running like there was no tomorrow down the street.
We waited for about 20 minutes and caught another train which dropped us off in White Plains so that we were an hour late for the party. Everyone was dressed up in a variety of costumes. The host was dressed as an Hesitic (?) Jew and the hostess as a sexy army girl. One couple was Popeye and Olive Oil, and a couple of guys had colorful Afro wigs and were wearing very little clothes otherwise. The Boy dressed up as a mutual friend whose clothes they usually made fun of (he dresses very trendy) and put on vampire fangs. I was an Asian blonde.
As a side note, Asians were born with dark hair for a reason - I looked horrible as a blonde. The combination of dark eyes and brows with Asian features looked terrible with my blonde bob. But at least I had an excuse whenever I said anything dumb. My old roommate and good friend used to always say that if I were born white, I'd be blonde.
But it was a pretty fun night. The Boy's friends did a pretty good job decorating their apartment for Halloween. They had a fog machine that made it really smoky, too. Later in the night when everyone was drunk enough we played Taboo for about an hour.
At midnight, the Boy and I morphed into pumpkins and left. We had to be up at a reasonable hour to meet the Boy's relatives for day 2 of our Manhattan tour.
Of course, we overslept by about 30 minutes and decided to catch a cab to the Metro North train station instead of the subway. It was probably because it was near Halloween on a Saturday night, but we couldn't catch a cab at all. They were all either off duty or already carrying people. Ten cabs must have passed us by before we gave up and took a bus to Harlem to catch the Metro North train.
The bus was painfully slow in getting us to the station. We pretty much arrived at the stop near the station right around the time that the train was scheduled to leave. In a last ditch effort to try to catch the train, the Boy and I ran full force, but just missed the train. It must have been an interesting sight. We were the only two Asian people in the area, half dressed in costume, and running like there was no tomorrow down the street.
We waited for about 20 minutes and caught another train which dropped us off in White Plains so that we were an hour late for the party. Everyone was dressed up in a variety of costumes. The host was dressed as an Hesitic (?) Jew and the hostess as a sexy army girl. One couple was Popeye and Olive Oil, and a couple of guys had colorful Afro wigs and were wearing very little clothes otherwise. The Boy dressed up as a mutual friend whose clothes they usually made fun of (he dresses very trendy) and put on vampire fangs. I was an Asian blonde.
As a side note, Asians were born with dark hair for a reason - I looked horrible as a blonde. The combination of dark eyes and brows with Asian features looked terrible with my blonde bob. But at least I had an excuse whenever I said anything dumb. My old roommate and good friend used to always say that if I were born white, I'd be blonde.
But it was a pretty fun night. The Boy's friends did a pretty good job decorating their apartment for Halloween. They had a fog machine that made it really smoky, too. Later in the night when everyone was drunk enough we played Taboo for about an hour.
At midnight, the Boy and I morphed into pumpkins and left. We had to be up at a reasonable hour to meet the Boy's relatives for day 2 of our Manhattan tour.
posted by LANYTransplant at 8:56 PM
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that's hilarious!
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