Halloween is my favorite holiday, well that and Thanksgiving. Makes sense considering I love to dress up and I love to eat. But the thing about those holidays is that they are American, I mean, people do a bit of Halloween here but it is nothing like the States. And I love to go all out, so I was feeling a little envious of my un-expat friends when Facebook was all a-chatter with Halloween happenings. But luckily my British friend Lucy (apparently there is a bit of Halloween in the UK too, but being scary is a requirement rather than the cleverness and irony that the Americans go for) happened to be turning 25 on Friday and threw a Halloween-themed bash at her favorite hangout Maria Pelligro.
I was planning on going as Karl Lagerfeld, but realized it might be a little too weird for the non-hardcore Halloween crowd and considering the amount of navajo print and beaded items I own and the amount of money a used child's costume Tee and headdress costs in comparison to a white wig, I opted for the more generic, more recognizable and more unpolitcally correct Indian Princess (sorry!). But it actually turned out better than I thought and I was still able to go all out. Also to my suprise everyone else seemed to too. I mean, do you see those twins dressed up as Max from Where the Wild Things Are? Amazing.
And speaking of going all out, after Lucy's party, Karsten the gondolier and I headed to Berghain (the biggest and most famous club in Berlin) to see my friend Jay's first DJ gig at the Kantene (a very big deal for him! Congrats!). I haven't had a night out like that in a long time and ended up spending all of Saturday and most of Sunday in bed recovering. Two days is ridic I know, but the latest issue of Vogue came in the mail and I started Jonothan Franzen's new novel Freedom, so I had some great reading material to keep my lazy butt company.
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