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The quirky thoughts and madcap adventures of a pop culture diva. Mystery reader and writer by day, ballroom dancer by night.

I love Halloween. I think it's my favorite holiday of the year, apart from my birthday which should be a national holiday. Part of the reason that I love Halloween is that it's two days before my birthday meaning that I get to celebrate for more than just one day. Plus any day that I get to dress up in costume is a good day for me.This year, I went to a Halloween party on Saturday as Demeter, Goddess of the Earth. Appropriately enough it was pouring down rain in the morning, but by the time that I had to get ready to get dressed for the party, the weather had turned beautiful. I'm totally taking credit for that. After all, you don't want to mess with Mother Nature.
Remember those commercials from the 1970's for margarine. If you're old enough to remember them, then you had a good idea of what my costume looked like. It was a peach off the shoulder dress with a green overlay, long on the sides but very short in the front.
When I arrived at the party with my frozen bottle of champagne (who knew that champagne froze?) and my caviar dish, one of the guys at the party commented on my costume, and then wanted to know if it could be shorter in the front! That's the sign of a successful costume. Over the years, I've gone as a female bucccaneer, Anne Boleyn, a Desperate Housewife, Druscilla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and last year, International Woman of Mystery, Femme Fatale.
I have to work tonight, so I'm missing the Halloween Parade in the village, which I went to once, just for the experience. Unfortunately, I tend to get claustrophobic in crowds, so I didn't enjoy it that much. As for trick or treating, I was never allowed to go as a child, not even in the building because my mother was too afraid of my getting razor blades or bad apples to let me go. So when I got older and we had Halloween dances at school, I more than made up for not getting to trick or treat.
Gosh, I have so many fond memories of Halloween parties. I mentioned the one where I snagged the Aussie cowboy, but I remember going to a party in college at a frat party and making out with some guy wearing a black slip. And we had an awesome party in London one year at a friend's house in Kilburn where we sat around telling ghost stories and smoking pot. Did I just say that?
I don't know that I've ever had anything weird like pyschic phenomenon or anything happen to me despite the fact that it is All Hallow's Eve. Mary Jo Putney has a great post over at Word Wenches on the origins of Halloween.
What are you favorite Halloween memories?

So I'm off to London the week of Thanksgiving. Since I didn't go to National this year, I'm using the money I would have spent and treating myself to a week in my favorite place on earth.
The Lady Novelist welcomes Dee Davis this week to Got it Goin On. Her highly acclaimed first novel, Everything In Its Time, was published in July 2000. Since then, among others, she’s won the Booksellers Best, Golden Leaf, Texas Gold and Prism awards, and been nominated for the National Readers Choice Award, the Holt and two RT Reviewers Choice Awards. To date, she has sold fifteen books and three novellas. Her most recent novel, Chain Reaction, was a Golden Leaf finalist for Best Single Title at the New Jersey Romance Writers conference this October.A town destroyed…A sole survivor…A terrible secret…
Artist Mia Kearney has the perfect life: A successful career, a home she loves, amazing friends…until her world explodes one hot August morning. Lone survivor of a nuclear accident, Mia awakens in a government facility, faced with Homeland Security agent Nicholas Price, a man who wants answers she knows she doesn’t have.

The PMS dwarfs and the Hangover Fairy decided to come over to my house to party, so this is going to be an extremely short post.
I kind of had a hard time concentrating because the grammar was so atrocious in the piece whe was reading. I'm not sure if that was a character choice but it kind of took me out of things when she used the word 'spellbounded.'| You Are Buffy the Vampire Slayer |
"We saved the world. I say we have to party." |
So I'm perusing People magazine this morning online, discovering that David Hasselhoff has no sense of grammar, when I noticed that Hollywould now has a collection for Target.
I just loved the cute little bow on the front. They also have a red pair that are peep toe that I might get to wear with a black dress or a gray skirt instead of black pumps.
Halloween is two weeks from this very day and for once I'm actually getting started early trying to find a costume, instead of waiting until the last minute and then throwing something together, when I discover that all the good costumes are gone.
Or I can wear this costume, and go as Lola Montez, who I blogged about over at Scandalous Women this week. It looks exactly like the costume that Lola used to wear on stage when she did her infamous 'Spider Dance,' in various locales. The dance was so outrageous and considered vulgar, that Lola would be booed by the audience. At least by the men who were distracted by her shapely ankles, and magnificent bosoms.
The Lady Novelist is pleased to welcome RWA NYC member and Silhouette Desire author Anna DePalo to Got It Goin On today. Anna's June 2007 release, An Improper Affair was recently nominated for New Jersey Romance Writer's prestigious Golden Leaf Award in the short contemporary category, and was 4 on Borders' series romance best-seller list and #36 on Nielsen BookScan's romance best-seller list. And her latest release, Millionaire's Wedding Revenge reached #1 on the Borders Group/Waldenbooks series romance best seller list and was awarded 4 Stars by RT Book Club.
Yesterday, after our chapter meeting, I decided to go and see Elizabeth the Golden Age, to cheer myself up after a recent romantic disappointment. I figured Cate Blanchette, beautiful costumes, and Clive Owen, I was going to be in heaven. After all, my name is Elizabeth and I was seeing a movie with my name in big lights.
Another problem with this film is that Cate Blanchett does not look like an aging monarch. She looks fantastic. Elizabeth at this time was 55 years old. She'd spent years wearing white lead paint on her face. The one thing they did get right was all the wigs that the Queen wore.
I've always found kissing to be one of the most intimate things that two people can do together. In fact, I've read there are prostitutes who won't kiss their clients, because it's deemed too intimate, something they want to share with the man or woman in their life, not a stranger.