Full-Sized Chocolate Bars at the Menzies’
After the pathetic Hallowe’en showing of about 3 kids to our house in the first year we lived here I was thoroughly disappointed and vowed to give away full sized chocolate bars the next year. And we have been since.
One year we even gave away shots to the adults.
Last year, we got 6 or 7 kids. This year we got 10.
Maybe word is spreading about the full sized chocolate bars a our place?
I picked up 12 different chocolate bars and candies. Sadly, my favourite (Mr. Big, Bounty, and Coffee Crisp) were the first to go. Oh well, at least I don’t find the Snickers and Mars that are left over to be very enticing.
I wanted to write something today about Sexy Hallowe’en costumes, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I don’t have much of an opinion about them. Maybe I should find them unnerving, but my reaction to the idea of sexy costumes is usually boredom (and ample eye-rolling) since they’ve become more cliché than even white-sheet-as-ghost costumes.
Sure, I think it’s sad that yet another aspect of our culture has become sexualized. It’s sad that on a day that women can choose to dress up as absolutely anything they want—an astronaut, a witch, a giant lego piece, a character from a Dickens novel, whatever—they will actively choose a costume that provides yet another way for them to be seen as sexual objects.
But then the body-love trumpeter in me wants to see sexy costumes for their awesome ability to bring out a woman’s body confidence and disguise her insecurities. It’s as if playing the “sexy” role comes automatically when the costume is put on. And when it comes to body confidence, there’s nothing like faking it ‘til you make it.
So I truly don’t feel strongly one way or another about it. I can see the benefits and I can see the down sides, but the farthest I’ll go in terms of judging someone who wears sexy Hallowe’en costumes is to be unimpressed by their lack of creativity
. . .unless they can somehow manage to sexify an extremely un-sexy thing.
Like a marshmallow. . . or Sasquatch.
Yeah, I’d like to see how someone could possibly manage sexy Sasquatch.
Wow, they managed to sexify Bert and Ernie. I’m impressed.
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I was going to mention something on my blog about sexy costumes, but I decided to just not get into it. But you said it all and said it well!
And, hmmm, full-sized chocolate bars? You just might have two extra visitors next year… as long as you have a spare bedroom for me and Nate to stay in too. LOL! 
We only have a spare twin bed. One of you will have to couch surf!
Look at you being the coolest house on the block! I’ve no idea why the kids don’t beat a path to your door – full sized chocolates sound heaps better than boxes of raisins any day!!!
Am I the only person who liked getting raisins? Especially Sun-Maid. Those are the best.
(A) Coffee Crisp is the most amazing thing in history of ever. How, in this coffee-obsessed nation of mine, do we not have a coffee-flavored candy bar? CRAZY. But thankfully the in-laws brought us a giant stack of candy bars. Including lots of Coffee Crisp.
(B) I kinda feel the same way about sexy costumes. I dunno. I just don’t get the big deal. Is it so wrong to want to feel sexy? I mean, it’s one thing to feel pressured and feel like you HAVE to dress sexy on Halloween, but if you want to? I say go for it. I wore sexy costumes in college, and it was fun. It made me feel sexy and confident, and like you said, it helped me fake it until I actually had confidence (which came with age). I don’t really see the big deal.
My biggest issue with the sexualizing of costumes in that it has hit an increasingly younger age each and every year. My sister was looking for a costume for her 5-year-old daughter and said the costumes were WAY to skimpy and sexy for her to feel comfortable. And she isn’t the conservative type. 21-year-old girl who wants to show off her perky boobs and dance at a club? Whatever, have fun. My 5-year-old niece? No.
It’s a whole other issue when it comes to kids. Of course the parents should have a say what their daughters wear for Hallowe’en (and any time of year for that matter) but when choices become limited to sexy or sexier then it’s obviously a problem that’s going to make it harder for parents to deal.
I kept an eye out for costumes on kids this year. I had a few cats, a couple witches, and a princess. Thankfully none of them were sexy, but then again I only got a handful of trick or treaters and they were wearing so many layers of clothes to trick-or-treat it was hard to tell.
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I’m trick-or-treating at your house. But I will take pity on you and not expose my butt cheeks in my costume.
Your pity is much appreciated
That last picture just makes me want to cry a little. I do stay away from topics like the sexualization of events that should not be sexualized and the blatant self-fulfilling objectification of women — however, the problem is reaching younger and younger girls. And it’s not just Halloween. Terrible, just terrible.
I do know that I’m trick-or-treating at your house next year. Is it strange that I’ve never heard of any of your favorite chocolate bars? They must be Canadian (or I’ve lived in a cave for a while)?
I know that Coffee Crisp and Bounty are Canadian, but I thought Mr. Big was international?! You guys miss out on the best chocolate bars. (Although, Bounty is just the Canadian equivalent of Mounds).
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