The melancholy revelations of one Miss Donna Freitas about that faraway Halloween night at old Georgetown U. when she pulled all the stops, went hog wild, even donned fishnets, wore no deodorant, and still could not arouse a single kiss, even from an itinerant homeless person of either sex:
When I was an undergraduate at Georgetown University in the early 1990s, my roommate and I dressed up like prostitutes for Halloween. We bought fishnets, wore our tightest, sexiest clothes and sauntered out like were the hottest girls alive.
I remember that night fondly, even though my feminist sensibilities cringe a little now. For me, the costume was a form of sexual experimentation. I chose to dress sexier than I ever had and to stretch the boundaries of what I considered acceptable. And back then, I didn’t know anyone else who had done it.
March 31, 2013
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