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Batman On Holiday

October 31, 2018

Now this is quite a vision. Just imagine Batman sipping his Piña Colada in the middle of some ocean, or riding a rollercoaster in Port Aventura, or dancing in the club post dancing at home with friends, by their own disco ball. The latter Batman is myself enjoying a bodysuit I wouldn’t normally wear on a Wednesday evening and dreaming about the first two.

But a bodysuit I would definitely wear for Halloween. 

In the role of the first two, sipping and riding, is Christian Bale in Christopher Nolan’s trilogy. I dream about the sipping and riding part, obviously, as I was saying, am in awe of the artistic action, yet wish for each of us to want to be Batman in our own kind of Gotham.

It is unanimously believed that kids enjoy a good costume more than adults do, but is it true, though? I don’t think so. Kids enjoy everything anyway because that’s what kids do. At all times. Kudos to all of you everywhere! Adults can’t just randomly get out of the house dressed as unicorns or Joker. Or can they?

When thinking of disguising, Jerry Seinfeld’s bit on Superman comes to mind, every single time.

So good.

The idea of wearing Superman’s pajamas is quite a drill. I would, anytime, use any excuse to wear pjs, hence I’ve been infusing pajamas vibes within my style for as long as I can remember myself. Tight clothes, to me, embody what Halloween costumes stand for.

Costumes!

Therefore, it only made sense for me to wear JLo’s bodysuit. Wait, wait. Wait up! I’d got myself – when picking up pumpkins with my 4 and 5 year old nieces – a black velvet cape just in case. Batman had, apparently, been on my mind ever since I’d run into some fun Batman glasses, a while ago.

Back to the costume.


So, Halloween was in the air. I went to a costume shop. A Batman costume would’ve, definitely, made me feel like kid Seinfeld in Superman. Was that my chance to wear Batman’s pajamas? Oh, maaan! Speaking of men, I didn’t, necessarily, intend on a superhero male Halloween costume – gender didn’t really cross my mind, gender usually doesn’t cross my mind until it does, duh – but the hip glasses had been screaming with joy, from inside the wardrobe. A real Batwoman mask, yes! A Batwoman mask, yet not a Batwoman costume. Oh, giiirl! This is where JLo came in. The bodysuit that had her name on it made me forget about the cape and want to shake that booty.

A JLo costume for rent? A character or a real person getting into the rental costume shop is not a small thing, I think. Anyway, I had to follow my inside Batman costume construction. Black leggings were too JLo-wy and Christopher Nolan’s Batman has too much mysterious elegance to him for me to go butt naked as Batwoman or something.

I wore my black flares underneath. Flares always have some kind of… Something going on. A little mysterious party on their own. Each foot with their own party.

Halloween is about partying more than it is about scaring someone or eating candy, right? When did grown ups forget to enjoy everything just like kids do? Ask one next time you see one. An adult, duh.

A rollercoaster has just been mentioned above. These days, I’m reading George Saunders’ The Braindead Megaphone, fun is always on my mind, I went to the Wild Wadi waterpark in Dubai, about ten years ago, so it only made sense to insert this passage here:

Then the Navy Guys notice the Glowering Muttering Arabs, and it gets weirdly tense there in line. Luckily, it’s my turn to awkwardly blop into a tube, and off I go.

This ride involves a series of tremendous water jets that blast you, on your tube, to the top of Wild Wadi, where your recently purchased swim trunks having been driven  up your rear by the jets, you pause, looking out over the entire city – the miles of stone-white villas, the Burj Al Arab (sail-shaped, iconic, the world’s only seven-star hotel) out in the green-blue bay – just before you fly down so fast that you momentarily fear the next morning’s headline will read “Middle-aged American Dies in Freak Waterslide Mishap; Bathing Suit Found Far Up Ass.”

[…]

Be that as it may, in my tube at Wild Wadi, I have a mini-epiphany: given enough time, I realize, statistically, despite what it may look like at any given moment, we will all be brothers. All differences will be bred out. There will be no pure Arab, no pure Jew, no pure American American. The old dividers – nation, race, religion – will be overpowered by crossbreeding and by our mass media, our world Culture o’Enjoyment. 

Look what just happened here: hatred and tension were defused by Sudden Fun.

[…]

We, the New People, desire Fun and the Good Things of Life, and through Fun, we will be saved.

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Hey, this is Cristina Pavelescu wearing a music cassette sweater, decoding (life) style and writing from wherever, yet always living in OZ, a world I invite you into. To smile in front of our screens (and live one day), put any kind of questions, answer in writing (or imagination) and marvel at fashion which is, in fact, style.

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