Hallowe’en is fast approaching, and it’s during this is the time of the year that I miss my stint in advertising. Yep, come Hallowe’een time, even here in the PI, advertising gets a big chunk of the budget for such silly spending as theme parties, trick or treats at the mall, orange and black everywhere, creepy gimmicks, and even creepier giveaways. The occasion is just an all-around excuse to be morbidly fun.
My one consolation is that on the web, Hallowe’en is viewed as an all-important holiday. Candy overload and all the kid costumes you could ever want. Me, I just lust after those Ugly Dolls up there.
I like the kind of dolls or stuffed toys that aren’t annoyingly cute, I hate those dolls that have bland, wholesome expressions (fake) on their button-nose faces. Those make me gag. I want the splodgy-looking ones, the ones that seem to have run splat on the glass door and are backing away, tiny stars spinning around their malformed heads. That, for me, is cute. Gimme!