Another New Orleans Halloween

Getting decked out in costume is a favorite New Orleans pastime, and The Man and I are both particularly keen on Halloween. I was hoping that we’d get to spend our favorite holiday somewhere a bit spookier, like a couple of years ago when we went to Salem, MA for the big day. But that was not to be this year; our budgets and schedules were both reluctant to comply with our wishes.

That’s OK, though. In true NOLA fashion, we still get to have two Halloween nights – a weekend party, and what I assume will be a slightly tamer Halloween Thursday. Here are some photos from this weekend’s adventures.

My last minute costume - a pink haired witch in a top hat.

My last minute costume – a pink haired witch in a top hat.

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The Man spent a few weeks creating his costume - a very realistic voodoo doll, complete with pins.

The Man spent a few weeks creating his costume – a very realistic voodoo doll, complete with pins.

Under the mask was this spooky face.

Under the mask was this spooky face.

We wandered down to Frenchmen Street, where The Man was the toast of the town. Everybody wanted to snap a picture with him, including Alf!

We wandered down to Frenchmen Street, where The Man was the toast of the town. Everybody wanted to snap a picture with him, including Alf!

A friend invited us to this amazing and completely unexpected house party in a genuine haunted mansion on Esplanade Avenue. Great music, too - compliments of DJ Kirk & DJ Khan.

A friend invited us to this amazing and completely unexpected house party in a genuine haunted mansion on Esplanade Avenue. Great music, too – compliments of DJ Kirk & DJ Khan.

The bathtub in the haunted mansion. Gruesome, but well-played.

The bathtub in the haunted mansion. Gruesome, but well-played.

 

 

 

 

 

Jumping the Broom

The following post is mere conjecture, and should be taken with a grain of salt. It’s a response to today’s Daily Post prompt to plan the perfect party for your closest friend. In my case, for myself and about 100 of my closest friends.

I’m going to tell you a secret that I’ve never uttered aloud. It’s a little embarrassing, so please be kind.

I’ve been mulling over the ingredients of the perfect wedding for years now.

It’s not completely planned out, for several obvious reasons, including the fact that I’m not planning on getting married anytime soon, and even if I were to get married, I doubt I’d have the bank account necessary to bring my ultimate party to life. But still, I know the bones of it all, and am relatively sure that I can make a lot of it happen.

First off, it’s night time. The party is easy to get to, but still a bit secluded, like in a barn or at a private estate with expansive grounds – somewhere with lots of room to get rowdy without getting the cops involved. I want to see the stars.

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This barn is gorgeous – the happy couple is even cuter! Click through to see their story in Bridal Guide Magazine.

It’s late October or early November, the air crisp and cool, leaves still clinging to the trees, but also plenty on the ground. I’d like to be able to wear a dress with sleeves, and not worry about sweating. Also, the sky is prettier at night during the Fall. Even better if the ceremony can happen on Halloween or All Saints’ Day, so that the spirits of our families can attend if they’d like. Also, because it’s my favorite holiday.

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Click through to read more about Fall-themed weddings.

It’s a costume event. There’s a dress code of some sort (maybe a theme, or a mash up of themes), so people will still look dressy and nice, but it’s a time for masks, creativity, and laughter. Weddings are a chore, but costume parties are a time to be a little wild and let your hair down. It’s exactly the kind of party I’m aiming for.

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Love the Venetian masks. Even just a regular black tie affair with great masks would be lovely.

The ceremony itself will be either non-denominational or Pagan in nature. I’d prefer to include magick, but if my groom isn’t receptive, I’ll understand. I would like to be handfasted, no matter what, as that’s a tradition that was practiced by Pagans and Christians, and is something I find quite beautiful and very concrete.

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Tying the knot…for realsies.

In a perfect world, I could hire a small carnival, maybe four or five of my favorite amusement park rides – a ferris wheel (of course), the scrambler, the chainsaw, the tilt-a-whirl, and a little roller coaster, maybe. Since I’d have to be pretty rich to make that happen, I doubt it will.

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“Ferris Wheel at Sunset” by Walt Stoneburner. Click through to see more of his work.

But what I can have is music, dancing, and drinking. We’ll have a whiskey bar, snacks to last the evening, a band (in my tamer dream it’s a now-defunct local band called The Zydepunks, but I guess I could get really wild and dream of Gogol Bordello), some karaoke, and a few performers / mystics – a magician, fire breather, fortune teller. We’ll have a bonfire, and party into the wee hours.

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Exciting, eh? Click through to see what these wild children are up to.