Iowa City is notorious for hosting weekends that people look forward to starting the second they wake up on Monday mornings. But when you mix a typical college weekend with a major college student holiday, things get interesting. Being an inexperienced freshman, my eyes witnessed the changes of a Halloween in my small suburban hometown to a university Halloween not so easily. From the eyebrow-raising costumes to the unreal atmosphere that is Halloween in downtown Iowa City, here are my thoughts on my first college Halloweekend.
1. Apparently, 40-degree weather does not stop someone from wearing a cat costume that consists of black booty shorts, cat ears, and 1/4 of a black shirt. You go, girl.
2. Are these people getting a head start on trick-or-treating or is it just the norm to wear a slutty Barnacle Boy costume at 8 in the morning?
3. You can seemingly make ANY costume sexy, and I mean ANYTHING. In my 18 short years of living, I have never seen so many sexy fruits, vegetables, condiments and things that just really should not exist in sexy-form.
4. I think I heard "Thriller" more times this weekend than I've collectively heard "Jordan Belfort" in my 2 months of college.
5. There must have been an abundance of vampires this weekend from all the hickeys I've seen.
6. Did you actually just try to sexify a nun costume?
7. If you wanted to look AND feel like a real Halloween zombie, the morning after a night at Summit could do exactly that for you.
8. Girlfriend, are you SURE you're not cold?
9. I saw way too many beautiful friendships develop through boys who were wearing matching banana costumes.
10. Having Parents' Weekend on Halloweekend is basically asking to see a myriad of disappointed dads.
11. Oversized button-downs and backwards baseball caps are the equivalent to a frat boy costume. I never noticed that frat guys don't wear pants.
12. I'm sure your original devil costume will rack up an unnecessary amount of likes on Instagram.
13. Checking my bank account Sunday morning may have been the scariest thing I have witnessed all weekend.
14. But quite possibly even scarier is the amount of homework and studying I left myself for Sunday.
15. Only 360-some days until this infamous weekend happens again—better mentally and physically prepare.
16. But only three weeks until Thanksgiving, home-cooked meals, my own bed, my dog, and having a Taco Bell within 0.2 miles of my house.
17. Thanking Iowa City for the rest of eternity for having the ability to host the most unreal weekend of the year thus far.
