Mean Girls was right about many things, but I don't want it to be right about Halloween. It may be a time when "girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it," but I'm not one of those girls. I don't want to be a sexy Indian princess, a sexy Spongebob babe, a sexy cowgirl, or a sexy anything else! I just want to play pretend for a night, and I'm neither out there enough nor repressed enough to feel that I need to put myself on display for my one costume party a year. Halloween can happen without miniskirts and thigh-high stockings. (Besides, October 31st is generally cold in Indiana.)
The whole phenomenon is so infuriating, I can't even put it into words. Let's alter course and just for kicks, look at the men's versions of these costumes: Native American, Spongebob, cowboy. They're downright Victorian when it comes to covering the body. Arg!