Halloween, time for the Converse to shine.

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Halloween is coming up. A night of candy smeared smiles, white bed sheet ghosts, and vampire wannabee teenagers who live in the past. That being said, this holiday is by far my favorite. You get to dress up, the youth woman  of my generation usually are a mix of a prostitute and a rabbit. You get to sip hot and spicy apple cider that comfortably warms my body with every gulp. You get to wear bat Converse... yes I will be purchasing this bat winged Converse above. Last years Converse for Halloween were red and yellow Flash comics, and with a cape, mask and one piece swimsuit I was transformed. Every year my outfit is based around the one main component, the shoes. When I was four I was a Beanie baby with red Converse, painted like T.Y. tags. When I was seven I was terrifying, green-faced witch, with a fake wart, yellowed teeth and black and green Converse. It's annual tradition. So look out this year for the awkward bat lady giving out stale Hershey's bar from the comfort of her rickety, antique rocking chair.