Sometimes the scariest part of Halloween is shopping for a costume that doesn’t make you look like you’re trawling for business at a Bangkok bar. I get that some women (myself included some years) want to use the holiday as an excuse to tart it up, and there are certainly a plethora of costumes on the market that will allow us that option. But while it may make sense to have ‘sexy’ version of angel, devil, Playboy Bunny, and even ironic pregnant nun, why must EVERY costume now have a version that is basically a garter belt and underwear? Read more