The Evolution of My Halloween Costume; Complete

Well, this is what I was originally going for:

The "Heat Miser" from that Christmas cartoon, which dates me. But procrastination, which I'm REALLY good at, made things turn out a little differently.

It’s Halloween and the evolution of my costume should be complete. But I’m afraid that it’s not. The evolution with an end result will never be an actuality with me. Like my spirit and my “self”, my costume will be an ever-evolving/changing entity. Changing with my moods and the times. Ever evolving with more knowledge and experience as I grow, as I believe all life does. So many wigs, so little time.

With all of this existential mumbo-jumbo being said, I obviously had to settle on something to wear. There were other costumes that would have been more fun, showing more skin, or “fur”, accentuating my boobs, sporting more hair and higher heels. But for me to be honest in trying to envelope just who I am at the moment into my Halloween costume, well...that in an elementary form would be a giant jackass who would like to save the world. So, that would be me taking on the form of:

A bird? No. A plane? No.

WHY IT’S SUPER FLAME!!!!

At first I thought that “Super Flame” would be the “DEFENDER OF ALL FLAMES...ABOUT TO BE EXTINGUISHED!” But, I don’t want to be just the defender of all “flames”. I know what it’s like to be on the outside, to be left behind, to be a 4th class citizen. I know what it’s like to be marginalized, mocked, relentlessly poked fun at and even ridiculed as dirty and disgusting and some sick deviant of nature. I know what it’s like. I know what it’s like to the point that I wanted to commit suicide countless times. And I never, NEVER, NEVER want ANYONE to ever feel that. I NEVER want anyone to ever feel left out. Ever.

I couldn’t stand it in 4th grade when Penny Plasterfield had the cooties and couldn’t catch anyone. I’d let her catch me because I couldn’t stand to watch her be ridiculed and watch how she’d run in her home-made clothes and her cheap, torn canvas shoes trying to tag someone and couldn’t. I could never bear to watch her running haphazardly and stumbling while everyone made fun of her. I’d let her catch me, but not so she knew that I let her. Oh, maybe on some level she knew...but I’d take the cooties from Penny. I couldn’t bear to watch the cruelty then and I can’t bear to watch it now. And certainly not in silence.

So, this Halloween, I am PROUDLY – a combination of a ludicrous idealism; “SUPER FLAME!!! DEFENDER OF ALL LIGHT ABOUT TO BE EXTINGUISHED EVERYWHERE...” Super Flame will stand up and fight whenever, wherever and with whoever is necessary to defend the defenseless, be the shelter for the meek and be the rock for the downtrodden. Super Flame will be there to re-ignite the light of a weary soul and will fan the fire against injustice everywhere. Super Flame WILL save the world, or at least he’ll die trying. Because he believes in all for one and one for all. And so do I.

And let’s face it, I still got to wear bright red tights, a leotard and a cape...and the red cowboy boots. Those aren’t too shabby. Oh...and some fantastic little blue panties.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
UP! UP! AND AAAWWWWAAAAAYYYYYY!!!