This past weekend, we gathered as ghouls, goblins, niche movie characters, and more for our final celebration of Halloween on this hill. Does Halloween exist like this outside this bubble? None of us can remember, but we sure as hell are about to find out! As the celebration of this spooky holiday has come to a close, we asked our senior writers to reflect upon their last ever college Halloweekend.
This weekend was Kenyon’s Halloweekend, which means many of you spent your eves romping around campus in costumes that varied from poorly executed puns, to niche references that read to maybe 5% of the student body, to inexplicably sexy professions and/or notable figures (and however you put this fit together, it probably cost too much money to make it worth it). I don’t mean to rain on the joys of Halloween. In fact, I love Halloween. Halloween slaps. Halloween is my middle name! Halloween is my fucking birthday! (But actually, Halloween is my literal birthday.) I just—Okay. Frankly, I find the college culture of Halloween to be disappointing. No one seems to care about pumpkins anymore. The audience for my references to the Halloweentown movies (Halloweentown, Halloweentown II: Kalabar’s Revenge, Halloweentown High, and Return to Halloweentown) is dwindling. CANDY HAS BECOME A PRACTICALLY IRRELEVANT COMPONENT TO THE HOLIDAY. I long for the days when I’m finally a real adult, and I can dress up far too complexly for my age and just give out the king-size candy bars to adorable children who actually understand and appreciate the spirit of Halloween. BUT I DIGRESS. Let’s get to the update, because that’s what you’re actually here for, right?
Alright everyone, we know it’s been a while, and we’re sorry. Blackouts, breaks, it’s been a crazy couple of weeks. But we’re coming at you now with the winner of our annual Halloween Costume Contest, who will be receiving a $25 VI gift card.
Jane Zisman ‘20 Daily Editor (No, I don’t know what I was going for here)
It’s just a fact–we’ve all had some pretty embarrassing Halloween costumes from our past. Ranging anywhere from cute pumpkin to princess, take a look at some of our very own editors exposing themselves for the greater good! Continue reading →
We’ve collected some of the best photos and memories of the Thrill staff’s favorite Halloweens. It’s the same thing we did two years ago, only better. To see the first half of this year’s photos and memories, click here.
Gracie Potter ’17:
“That was the first time I ever had lipstick on my mouth, so I refused to open my mouth to speak. My mom would remind me that I could speak normally every so often, so I would open my mouth for a few words. After that, though, it was back to tight-lipped Princess Amadala mode.”
(via fitocracy.com and my mad, mad editing skills)
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A quick search for “Halloween Sex” on Google queued up a bunch of articles about how different communities across America are doing sex offender sweeps of neighborhoods before kids start going house-to-house begging for candy. Rest assured, that’s not the kind of Halloween sex we’re talking about today. In this special edition of “Getting Freaky,” we’ll be highlighting some key ways to make your spooky scary sexy times gleam and sparkle like the candle in a Jack-O-Lantern.
We’ve collected some of the best photos and memories of the Thrill staff’s favorite Halloweens. It’s the same thing we did two years ago, only better. Today we are featuring the stories and photos of our newest writers. Check back later in the week for those of our old writers.