This Saturday, the Eclectic Halloween Party will transform our ample Victorian ballroom into a free-form themeless grid. No theme means you can probably throw your outfit together at the last minute: lazy costumes might include “Siouxsie Sioux” (eye makeup), “PCU extra” (clothing abandoned in the Westco laundry room), or “Bushwick” (normal attire). You could also revert to Halloween basics: pagan rituals, Puritan witch trials, and trashy trick-or-treaters.
Or, if you prefer, consider the theme “Bloodbath.” Come dressed as the slaughtered and slit, beheaded and bedazzled, massacred and menstrual, butchered, scratched, gashed, and slashed. Think: Carrie, Bluebeard, Anne Boleyn, PETA videos.
This is going to be as scarily sexy as that time you got lost in a haunted corn maze and an inbred “scarecrow” asked you if you wanted to suck his “cream-filled lollipop.” It will be like making love in a pool of warm gore, or going down on your lesbian lover in a Christian Hell House. Like sticking your hand into a paper bag filled with “eyeballs,” which you know are really peeled grapes, but it’s kind of thrilling and gross and the same time. And then you realize there’s a hole in the bottom of the bag, and you’re actually grasping an erect phallus. Hot.
Them’s the rules:
The party lasts from 10 p.m. to 2 a.m.
No alcohol in the venue. Bottles will be thrown out at the door. Leave our jack-o-lanterns alone, you rowdy degenerates!
Tickets will be bartered for body parts (or $5) Wednesday through Friday, during dinner and lunch at Usdan.
Bring extra dollars for toxic tootsie rolls and razorblade-filled apples.
You must have a ticket and your Wescard to enter. If we catch you sneaking in, expect to wake up pinned to an altar adorned with goat skulls and the carcasses of a thousand bald eagles.
You will not be able to buy tickets at the door, and as always there is no re-entry.
Spookily,
Eclectic
Leave a Reply