Progress.

Well Dear Readers (both of you),

My favorite holiday is very very nigh. That would Halloween. Not Christmas. I hate Christmas. I LOVE Halloween. It has been my favorite since I was very young. Of course up until I was like twelve I played dress up every day. Now I try to reserve it for this special holiday or other “Special Occasions.” So like a good girl I went to the Giant Halloween Superstore to look for costumes. They had more choices than I could ever imagine. There were professional costumes like this and Fairytale costumes like this . I could pick whichever one I wanted.
Dear Readers, it was standing there in front of the rows and rows of costumes by Leg Avenue that I realized the true problem women face in our society. A girl really can be anything she wants to be…. as long as it’s slutty. She can be a nurse, a cop, a firefighter, a pirate or even a fairy princess. As long as she shows plenty of legs and tits a girl can get anywhere in life. It doesn’t take brains or a degree, just thigh highs, boots and a short skirt (preferably in a polyester blend).
I broke down. I tried on Sheriff Sexy and Vixen Pirate Wench, neither of which fit the top half of my body very well, and decided Leg Avenue just wasn’t for me. I decided I would create my own costume instead of purchasing one pre-made. I, Ladies and Gentlemen, am going as Joan of Arc….but sexy. Because if every other girl is going to look like a slut, the crazy girl who talks to god mays as well too.