Last night, I went to my friend’s Halloween birthday party. The night was dark and drizzly with sharp cool gusts rattling the trees, from which dangling plastic ghosts hanged. I walked briskly from the car to the house, parked about a block away.

My costume on a budget was an old red bridesmaid dress paired with a red hoodie, maroon stockings, and little brown fall boots. On my head, I wore a blond wig with red lipstick with my hood up. To tie it all together, I carried around a woven brown basket covered with a white-and-red kitchen towel.