A Spectacular Halloween

As I've said, I'm obsessed with Halloween. I basically live every day as if it was Halloween, so when the actual holiday comes there is a great deal of anticipation and expectation when it comes to my costumes. I usually make (or assemble from multiple sources) my costumes, and they are always always about making a spectacle of myself (I found myself thinking a lot about Russo's article this Halloween, although it's hard to know what she would say about my spectacles).
This year I had 3 costumes:
1. "We're in the Money"
That is, Ginger Rogers in "Gold Diggers of 1933." I made this costume from scratch and it involved over 1,000 plastic gold coins. The costume was an attempted tribute to Busby Berkeley and a comment on the economy (in the film, the musical number is an ironic jab at the Depression). This, of course, was lost on everyone (not surprisingly), and so I became a "Jewish man's dream." I must admit feeling a little silly showing so much skin in an outfit no one got (obviously, irony is the only justification for a slutty Halloween costume).
2. "Bird of Paradise"
This I put together from a child's leotard, an obscene amount of boas, and a beak. I wore this to a party where I didn't know a lot of the people (my friends are immune to me by now), and it was very interesting to see the extreme difference between people's reaction to me with the beak on and their reactions without the beak. With the beak I became grotesque, was pointed at, and got quite a number of disgusted looks. But without the beak, I became an "acceptable" (albeit feathery) party-goer.
3. "ABBA"
I had to do at least one group costume this year, and so, for the our own, personal Halloween party, three of my roommates and I dressed as ABBA. It's kind of hard to see my costume in the picture, but my layered fringe bottoms are pants.
And, lastly, since our topic this week is exoticism, I thought I'd share a Halloween costume from two years ago, and my attempt at appropriating a popular "exotic" figure that Berry talks about (and, as you see, I wasn't the only one):I know that it looks like I'm a terrible alcoholic and love to show off my midriff. Neither of these things are true about me, although I do like to accessorize my costumes with matching champagne bottles.