Thursday, October 4, 2012
Behind the Mask
I've set the story at a masked ball on Halloween. Of course the Brits didn't really celebrate Halloween in those days, in fact I had no idea about it when we first moved to California and one evening a black cat and a princess showed up on my doorstep. I had no candy in the house and had no clue what they were doing when they said "Trick or treat."
But in my story the hostess is an American, married to an English lord, very much like Downton Abbey and she is known for her lavish parties. So this is a costume party to end all costume parties and of course the fact that participants can't recognize each other plays a large part in the story.
I remember one party in which John (who had a black beard at the time) went as the devil with small red horns sprouting from his black curly hair and his eyebrows slanted up in an evil way. We got lost and pulled over to ask for directions from a group of teens. They started to tell us then their eyes grew wider as they saw John's horns. One of them stuttered "You're the devil." "Yes, I am," John said in a sinister voice and we drove off.
We won't be going to a Halloween party this year as we'll be away. How about you? Any party plans? Do you like dressing up? And the cleverest costume you've ever worn?