Hallows' Eve or Halloween has taken many forms. It was once a Celtic "pagan" tradition of remembering the dead, that was Christianised, then consumerised (CocaCola-ised?). Today, it represents rotting teeth, objectification of women (my diplomatic way of saying "slutty costumes"), and horror films. Neither Emma nor I are participating, but if I was to I thought of what my night would've been like, and came up with this little road map to "Dressing Stacy for Halloween."

What's your Trick or Treat?