And that's it! Whatever your plans or apparel, make the most of this year's witching hour. Have a very safe and happy Halloween! 🎃
Monday, October 31, 2022
Sugar Skull Bits and Halloween Fits
Thursday, October 27, 2022
Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, Silly Stories to Read in the Park
If you were a kid in the '80s or '90s, or had a kid in the '80s or '90s, or love Halloween or books, then you're probably familiar with Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark. Distinguished by their starkly disturbing pen and ink covers, these story collections contained tales that were perhaps too psychologically sophisticated for the elementary schoolers who squabbled over them every Tuesday (library day). My little sister was a fan, so I saw the battered paperbacks up close and personal even though they gave me (and, it turns out, her) the willies.
If I hate these creepy classics, then why am I wasting copy on them? To explain, I suppose, why I'm drawn to their antithesis: namely, cutesy, cozy Halloween mysteries. In these stories, the only people who end up murdered are the ones who deserve it, the killers are always caught, and whatever charming small town that serves as the setting is restored to peace and unlimited candy. In other words, they send a message that the world's a safe place as opposed to one that's out to get you -- or, at the very least, harboring paranormal scarecrows.
Indeed, in Leslie Meier's Trick Or Treat Murder, the only thing scarier than an arsonist on the loose is retired librarian Miss Tilly's driving. (Well, that and the week-old cupcakes that Lucy brings to the town Halloween party. I get that she's a mom of four, but nothing puts the kibosh on a monster mash bash faster than past-its-prime pastry.) An old-school gal of the highest order, Miss Tilly regards TV as "masturbation of the mind" and thrives upon enforcing Tinker Cove's stringent bylaws when it comes to paint colors. So when she -- spoiler alert! -- almost kills a beloved local teen while behind the wheel of her vintage automobile, I couldn't help but despise her as much if not more than the at-large firebug.
Tuesday, October 25, 2022
Retro Rainbow
Snap clips: Gifted; Bejeweled rectangle barrette: SHEIN; Pink rectangle barrette: Zulily; Seashell barrette: I'm Your Present, Etsy; Sparkly pink bangle: Target; Pink stretch bracelet: Amrita Singh, Zulily; Other bangles: Mixit, JCPenney
Saturday, October 22, 2022
Rock n' Roll Toll: The Grass is Never Cleaner
Now, as I mentioned, these sisters are pampered, making them targets. Especially in terms of the following detour, which I've charmingly named, not target, but "tangent time."
Where The Grass Is Green And The Girls Are Pretty perpetuates my least-favorite trope about feminine beauty, i.e., the Madonna/whore-like mindset dictating that all women are either 1) so pure that they don't care how they look or 2) so consumed by their appearance that it ruins their lives. In this case, it's bohemian Skye who never wears makeup (but still looks gorgeous!) and ratings queen Peyton who subjects herself to Botox and chemical peels. Surely, most women fall somewhere in the middle of this polarizing cosmetic spectrum (Lipstick? Yes, please! Needles? Not if you paid me!). Nevertheless, Weisberger is so skilled in her development of Peyton and Skye that they never come off as stereotypes. Spoiled? Sometimes. One-dimensional? Never. I could tell because I cared what happened to them.
Still with me? Good. Tangent time over!
Where The Grass Is Green And The Girls Are Pretty isn't as much about right and wrong as it is about relationships. Sister-sister, husband-wife, and mother-daughter. Peyton is the common denominator in all three, and as such is forced to reframe how she relates to her nearest and dearest. And things get pretty ugly before she understands that it's not Emmys, country clubs, or prestigious schools, but authenticity with her loved ones that matters.
So. If you like scandal and satire wrapped up in heart, then Where The Grass Is Green And The Girls Are Pretty is the sharp but fetching flamingo on your library's green -- but not too green -- front lawn.
Wednesday, October 19, 2022
When Life Gives You Autumn . . .
At least that invasive species knows how to make a fashion statement.