I always thought Halloween was just a one-night fling. You dress up, snap a pic, maybe eat one or twenty mini candy bars you regret later (hey, who's counting). But this year, something changed. It wasn't about the parties or the treats, or even the costume contests. This time around, it was something deeper. I was digging six feet under the surface, and I wasn't going to just put on a costume—I was going to transform into a character I could fall in love with. And I did. With four of them. Each one said something different about who I was, or who I wanted to be. Choosing just one? That's where it got complicated...
WITCHY
The One Who Gets Me
She's been there all along. Dark, mysterious, maybe a little intimidating—but when you really see her, she's magic. Velvet, lace, dark lipstick... she doesn't need to say much to cast a spell.
Being with her feels powerful, like I could cast world-changing incantations or at least command a room. I tried to walk away—tried to tell myself she was too dramatic, too intense—but when I put on that sheer cape and layered my silver rings, I felt it in my bones: she knew me. Maybe even better than I knew myself.
CLOWNCORE
The Wild Card
I didn't see this one coming. Loud, unpredictable, and kind of ridiculous—but in the best way. Clowncore doesn't care if you match. Clowncore laughs too loud, mixes stripes with sequins, and somehow pulls it off.
When I was with her, I didn't have to be cool or put-together. I just had to be bold. And even though people stared (they always stare with her), she made me feel alive. She reminded me that Halloween is supposed to be fun—and a little chaotic.
FAIRYCORE
The Frolicking Muse
She floated in like a daydream—barely there but impossible to ignore. Soft silhouettes, pastel wings, flower crowns that looked freshly picked. With her, everything felt enchanted. Time slowed down. I found myself twirling in grassy fields (okay, my backyard) and seeing the magic in tiny things—glitter, dew, moonlight.
She made me feel delicate in a way that didn't mean weak. She made me believe I could be soft and strong. But she also scared me a little. Because loving her meant letting go of logic... and trusting the magic.
CASUAL CUTE
The One That's Always There
Pumpkin prints. Cozy sweaters. Ghost earrings. She's the girl-next-door of Halloween styles. Being with her feels like warm cider and cinnamon donuts. She's not the flashiest, but she never lets you down.
You can wear her all season long, and she'll still feel just right. I know people don't always pick her first, but maybe that's their mistake. Because comfort? That's underrated. And maybe this year, I finally see what's been in front of me the whole time.
