In the adult world, Halloween has become a holiday of
revealing costumes and crazy parties, where women usually go as the "sexy
version" of an otherwise scary creature, cute animal or occupation. Sexy nurses, cats, witches, even zombies roam
the night, and while in previous years I've never really fully embraced the
"sexy version" culture, you'd be hard-pressed to find any costume in
a store that doesn't. One walk through
Party City and I realized this year would be a great one to go home-made, and
even embrace the complete opposite. So I
transformed into the least sexy and "the most harmless thing. Something that could never ever possibly
destroy us." Mr. Stay Puft.
Drew went along as a Ghostbuster and the costumes went over
very well! We even carved the
Ghostbusters logo into our pumpkin.
I had looked through a few maternity-inspired costumes online (bun in
the oven, zombie babies, skeleton t-shirts complete with a skeleton of the
fetus.) I wanted something that showcased the baby bump without creeping me
out, so when Drew suggested a Ghostbuster and the marshmallow man as a joke, it
quickly became a reality! We got a lot of compliments at his co-worker's party
from the sexy witches. 
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