Friday before Halloween. Seven o’clock in the evening. Friend calls. There’s a party uptown; do I want to join? Till that moment I was determined to boycott all holiday shenanigans, but temptation got the best of me. I had thirty minutes to pull a costume together and hightail it to East 74th Street. It’s amazing how far a little masking tape, terry cloth, and wine can go.

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    I guess I didn’t realize “Halloween” actually means “dress The Secret”
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