I’m co-hosting a Halloween party this year and I’ve begun to disseminate invites. Some people I encourage in person, a few I email, some I text, but regardless of how I contact them I can clearly picture the bitchface each of them makes when they learn a costume is required. And I’ve got a bitchface for them in return. Once a God Damn year, that’s it, just suck it up and wear a costume. Flex your atrophied creativity muscles and dig deep into the reaches of your overstuffed closet. Don’t tell me there isn’t something you can throw together to wear. I resent inviting people to shit and they act like it is such a chore. Lately, my generous invitations have been returned with an ungrateful side order of “here’s how you can accommodate me” from the guest. Come or don’t, but don’t act like this party is a celebration of you. An invitation should be received with a “thank you for inviting me, I look forward to it” or “thank you for inviting me, I have a conflict.” No further extrapolation needed. And don’t forget our Leah Love wants an RSVP bitches!
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