My Halloween Costume for 2025 !!

Today is October 26th, 2025 and I have been invited to this cool-ass Halloween Party by some homies.

The party was to take place on Halloween, at some ballroom deep all the wayyy in Eden Prairie, Minnesota - with is like 50 miles south of where I am.

I never really liked Southern Minnesota, but that's where they were at, and I knew the drive was gonna be a complete pain in the ass.

ANYWAYS- one thing I definitely needed was to wear a costume to the party.

But SINCE it was so late in the week, I couldn't really get the recourses to acquire the costume that I wanted.

Originally, I wanted to dress up as Johnny Depp's Sweeney Todd, The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

Sweeney Todd is one of my favorite musicals of all time. It's a rich story about revenge, nihilism, catastrophe, all threaded up into a single batch of degeneracy quilted out into a silk sheet of dolorous melancholy.

This story set in the Victorian era about this barber who gets framed for a crime falsely exiled to Australia by a corrupt and lustful judge who seeks to fuck his wife because he's a creep. The barber returns to Britain as a murderous psychopath hell bent on rebelling against a society who he sees as "corrupt" and "meaningless" and takes up a new name, "Sweeney Todd" where he takes up his original barber occupation, but instead of cutting hair, he cuts throats, and kills and robs his clients, whilst turning their corpses into meatpies, which are then served to the public with his partner in crime, Ms. Lovelett.

Yeah, yeah, very edgy and distuburing story, I know, but the musical and play tell a very good story believe it or not.

Anyways, yeah- I was originally planning on dressing up as Sweeney Todd this Halloween, but I decided against it because the costume would’ve taken a week or two to arrive, and I didn’t have that kind of time — the party was only a few days away. On top of that, I really didn’t want to deal with the makeup. Sweeney Todd’s whole look is extremely stylized, and his pale, dramatic appearance would’ve taken a lot of effort to replicate. Maybe I’m exaggerating a little, but doing it properly still would’ve taken way more time than I had.

So I figured I needed something cheap, quick, and simple. I know that sounds a bit ridiculous, but I didn’t want to spend too much money or too much time on a costume. With that in mind, I went back to brainstorming and tried to figure out what I actually wanted to be.

And then it hit me. I knew I wanted to be a movie character — specifically someone from a horror film, since it was Halloween. I started thinking about classic slashers: maybe Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees, or even Leatherface. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized those costumes were a bit more intense than what I was aiming for.

That’s when it clicked. I decided to be Ghostface from the Scream franchise. The costume is easy to find, easy to pull off, and honestly pretty cheap. And yeah, it’s extremely common on Halloween — practically everywhere you look — but the Scream franchise is iconic, and Ghostface is unforgettable. So I went with it.

Luckily there was a Spirit Halloween in my area. There’s really nothing else like Spirit Halloween — the emporium of overpriced, cheaply made Halloween costumes. No other place comes close. If you want to spend way too much money on something that’ll fall apart after one night, Spirit Halloween is the place to go.

In the store, I saw this ghost prop — or monster, whatever it was supposed to be — and I was convinced it was one of those animatronics that jump at you. So I spent a solid minute jumping in front of it like an idiot, trying to trigger it.

Deadass, I’ve seen all those TikToks of people getting scared shitless by those jump-scare props at Spirit Halloween, so I really thought this was one of them. But nope. It was just some generic, boring statue with zero functionality. So there I was, looking like a clown, trying to provoke a prop that didn’t even move.

Ironically, I walked up to another prop that I thought was just a regular decoration, but it turned out to actually be an animatronic. So the moment I got close, it suddenly started moving and lunged at me, and so THAT scared the absolute shit out of me.

So I bought the Ghostface costume… and honestly, it was alright. Actually, no — it kinda sucked. It was like 40 bucks, and of course it was non-refundable. But I figured, screw it, I’ll keep it in case I ever need a cheap outfit for a comic-con or something.

Anyway, I got the costume and was ready for the party, but like I said before, the party was about 100 miles south of where I was. Driving all the way down to southern Minnesota was a pain in the ass. It was so far that I actually had to stop for gas.

I ended up at this ghetto-ass gas station in the middle of nowhere, filling up at this janky pump — but while I was out there, I saw this absolutely gorgeous sunset. So of course, I took a picture of it.

When I arrived at the party, it was alright. I actually showed up way too early, before things even started, so the place was pretty empty at first. But as time went on, more and more people showed up. I’d brought some food — a Buffalo Wild Wings party tray — which honestly wasn’t worth the 80 bucks, but it felt rude to show up with nothing, so I did it anyway.

When things started getting going, I put on my Ghostface costume and headed into the ballroom. The ballroom was connected to a larger restaurant where regular customers were eating, but the party itself was open to the public. Still, it was pretty obvious who was actually invited.

Here's some pics of me in my costume at the party:

Anyway, the party ended up being really fun. I met new people, danced, hung out — all that good stuff. I know it sounds kinda corny, but it was nice to just unwind, chill out a bit, and enjoy the moment.

One thing that definitely wasn’t fun was the damn drink prices, my guy. Ten dollars for a margarita? You’ve gotta be kidding me. Highway robbery.

The only cool part, though, was that the staff actually let me buy alcohol even though I was 20. I basically told them I wasn’t gonna blow the whistle, and they were chill about it. They even slipped me a couple drinks for free. I think they knew how ridiculous it was to charge ten bucks for a watered-down cocktail, but whatever.

I ended up grabbing some drinks for my friends too, and we all had a great time. It was pretty cool.

It feels good to get invited to parties. Really good. I gotta be more social. This year was kind of shit, but I am glad that there is still some fun in my life.

After the party ended, at around 1 am, I helped everyone clean up before leaving to head back home. There was prizes and raffle off, and believe it or not, I actually won a prize, a little Harry Potter PEZ dispenser.

Anyways, when I went home, I saw this cute Raccoon up a tree, and so I took a picture:

But yeah, that was the party. It was fun.

The next day, they invited me to go mountain biking with them, and of course I said yes. The only problem was that I don’t actually go mountain biking — I mostly just cycle — so I didn’t even have a proper bike. I told them that, and they were super chill about it. They let me borrow one of theirs without hesitation.

We planned to meet that evening at a Lifetime Fitness in Minneapolis, and the plan was to bike around a lake in southern Minneapolis. When I got there, everyone was insanely generous. They even bought me my own helmet to keep, and grabbed me some electrolyte drinks because the water I brought was basically trash. Honestly, I was really grateful — their generosity kind of caught me off guard.

When we finally started riding, it was really fun. I’m not used to mountain biking, so it took me a minute to adjust, but eventually I got the hang of it. We biked all through southern Minneapolis, and it ended up being such a good time. I tried taking pictures of the trails and the skyline, but it’s hard taking good photos when you’re pedaling, trying not to fall, and also not wanting to hold everyone up.

We talked about everything — life, Monero, crypto, tech, the future — all the nerdy stuff I like. It felt good having actual intellectual conversations with other tech people. And the weather was perfect that night, not even cold.

At one point we stopped by a lake, and I took a picture of it with the moonlight hitting the water. It looked incredible in person, but my phone camera is ass, even with night mode. The picture came out blurry as hell, which is exactly why I keep telling myself to buy a real camera someday.

We rode for about an hour and a half, talking about goals and life and all that. It was just… chill. No walking on eggshells, no weird vibes, just good people hanging out. Eventually we looped around in a big circle back to Lifetime Fitness, talked for a bit, and parted ways.

These guys were really cool, honestly. They even invited me to go biking again in the future. It feels good to have another group of homies to hang out with.

And yeah — that was pretty much it.

Thanks for reading the blog,

- Devv