This year for Halloween I was invited to a drag party. I thought what the hell I already wear makeup why not take it a step further. The plan was to go to this party and then Voyeur. Voyeur was staying open till 8am so it was a big deal. My friend jay had decided to dress as Wendy Williams and planned this elaborate costume. He was hype and been talking about it for months.I am not sure I understand the joy that people get from Halloween. Many of my friends go all out with their costumes and begin planning their costume and what they are going to do way in advanced. I planned everything that has to do with Halloween at the last minute. I think it may stem from growing up in a family that never really celebrated the holiday, Christians.
I decided at the last minute to go as a witch and that caused Phil to wear his costume, a fairy. This was totally comical. I put on my makeup and I borrowed a bra, wore a tee shirt that said, “No really, this is my Halloween costume.” I thought after everything I still looked like a boy in girls cloths. Phil went all out with his tutus, thong, wig, heels and mask. I felt safe walking outside as long as my wig hid most of my face he on the other hand, we had to call a cab which never came.
We pre-gamed it and thank god we did as when we got to the party there was next to nothing to drink. It was also a small crowd. I was shocked I came to party like VixcB typically dose. I managed to scrape something up and Phil and I mingled a little until the party was moved to Woody’s. A few drinks, some dancing and we were off to Voyeur. Phil got hit on I danced with one person and before I knew it, I was feeling old and off my grove. Me, VixcB, I used to go to the club not thinking what anyone thought had a good time I usually talked to someone about how sexy they thought I was.
Needless to say I ripped my wig and bra off and danced some more before getting a text from Jaiye say he went back to his friend’s apartment and his feet were killing him. Under old circumstances I would have stayed until closing but the booze had affected my mood negatively and Phil was tired of that chasing him all over. We left and Phil paid for the cab.
In the car I remember calling Mr. MeTo and told him I was old and I think I may have blamed him for it. Once we got to Phil’s place I crashed and woke with a total hangover. I didn’t think I drank that much but it was enough to cause a hangover and I spent the day watching Disney Halloween movies with my best friend while trying to recover.
I left my favorite city late and took in the scenery of center city as I walked from one train to the other. I thought of how I always hated leaving, it depressed me that I could not spend more time with Jaiye and Phil, I longed for the days when we would go out together and make new friends. Our lives were like a TV show with each season having different friends but the main character remained the same.
I got home and my mind was all mixed up and I had lots to think about. Did I like where my life was going? Did I want to say in this relationship? Did I want to move back to the city or to the country? Plans were made and I felt I had to decide quickly. One thing was certain, I was in love with MeTo my biggest fear during the time I was thinking was I might break his heart.
As time went on MeTo kept asking what was wrong a refused to accept nothing for an answerer and I just exploded. My outburst turned into a long discussion as to how we could stay together and remain happy and as things stand now at the end of our lease while we will remain together we may end up living apart for a year or two.
