A costume is something a person wears to dress up for a certain occation.
Normally people get costumes for halloween or some holidays. Costumes can be used for characters in plays too.
“I am so excited to buy my vampire costume for halloween this Saturday!”
I wore a clown costume on my birthday party. At first, people were laughing at me for being weird. But as time pass by, I realized that I was being who I am.
There was was a little girl who was getting ready for Halloween. She had no idea what she wanted to wear for a costume. All of her friends were dressing up as princesses but she wanted to wear a different costume.
a costume is something you wear. not normally.
and it depends upon one’s creativity as to what kind to wear.
you can be a fairy, a tiger a princess. whatever.
just as you like being one.
Sie streift sich das Kostüm über und greift nach den Schlüsseln. Peter musste in fünf Minuten in der Schule sein. Wie sollte sie das nur Sigried erklären.
To betydninger på norsk. Klær dress eller klesplagg og sedvane Jeg velger dress. Det har jeg ikke for tida men jeg vet det er mulig å kjøpe en i India.
It took her forever to find it. But she finally found the last piece that would make her costume absolutely divine. The perfect Venetian mask had cost her a pretty penny, but it mattered not as she was going to the ball of her life.
It was dark, the only light coming from the full moon high up in the sky. All around me were people dressed in stupid Halloween costumes. There were green zombies with hideously detailed green faces, witches, some who even had real cats sitting upon their broomsticks and pathetic ghosts, who seemed to be white sheets with eyes.
Hallowe’en will soon be upon us and I have to decide which costume to wear to this year’s ball; last year’s Reverend Canaan Banana was a triumph and will be hard to beat. Strictly entre nous I was thinking of a Cardinal Woolsey…
It’s hot. I’m sweating. It’s not because it’s summer, no. It’s november, the day of our rehearsals, the day…of my life. It’s me who has the main part. I’ll be the star of the evening…in costume.
We each wear a costume. Some more obviously than others. Only when we realize that our daily armor is our costume will we get to know our true selves. This, this is the cause of our disparity.
It is gonna be Halloween soon, isn’t it? I used to wear my witch costume. But here in my country, we don’t celebrate Halloween. So, nope, no costumes. That is boring, isn’t it?
A beautiful unique fabric that flows like a river that i would sit at to smoke weed with hannah. Weed is also a costume, cover your skin and bones in substance and pretend nothing exists but you and your lungs.
its that time of year again. the time of year where you dress up in your costume. the night where you pretend to be something or someone you are not normally. pick the costume that fits you. be the costume. be the creator. get creative with your costume. always :)
oh there are so many ways to same costume. one must often say it in it’s normal way: cos-tume, but if one wishes to elaborate a simple cos-thume is a handy start. costume is a word that is seldom used unfortunately and it is a sad fact for maya.
I don’t like to wear costume. It makes me something other than what I Am. A costume is something to disguise reality, allowing for alternate realities…not real at all. Used to cover up what is true and Real. Like a clown.
Her lips were stained cherry red, and her cheeks were harsh with blush. Lashes were lengthened, hemlines were raised, and cat calls were made. Sad thing was; it wasn’t even Halloween, and Lavinia wasn’t wearing a costume. This was her everyday outfit. The ‘norm’ for her.
It had been in the attic for years now, the once white zig-zag ribbon is now yellowing, the edges of the carefully hand sewn one-piece suit were fraying. She looked at it nostalgic for times when her deepest worries were the high-school quarterback.
Something that little children wear in order to hide their identities and obtain free candy from complete strangers. These children trust these strangers not to poison the candy or to harm them in any way. It is the biggest scam in America.
It was different, coated with color. Like the caramels momma had next to the door. Shea pulled it it up over my head as I bowed down low, hitting the white rug with a river of my hair. I swept up in a air of surprise. The mirror reflected the Super Hero I always wanted to be.
i play dressup:
let’s paint on a face!
a mood, a desire, a motive,
hide in sheep’s skin, in my skin,
under my skin, there’s secrets and tears and fears,
but we’re not talking about that.
i’m in your clothes and you’re in mine
[it’s not dirty, it’s not shameful,
but i’m scared.]
so let’s put on a smile and keep going
because i adore this agony.
Veiled in head to toe with sheer pale fabrics I couldn’t fathom what was yet to be seen and when her hands held mine I felt the surge or a tension forming between us. I had to know what those eyes would look like if they were looking into mine. I had to know how warm it would be if her body was pressed to mine. But most importantly I had to know the taste of her lips and feel the pulse of her blood rushing to the beat of my own. Sensuous ravishment of a damn cocktail costume party.
She moved quickly to change into her next costume. She hated quick changes but unfortunatly they were a large part of the theater world. She would make it to Broadway…she just had to get this quick change thing down.
He stared at me, licking his lips with a shit eating grin from ear to ear. “Put it on,” he said, practically jumping out of his skin. I glanced at the costume, a simple piece of string, then looked back up at him, “how?”
A costume does not have to be a piece of clothing, but people wear costumes mentally? True emotions and attitudes are hidden all around, securing their own feelings, blocking others out.
I had a fantastic Idea for what I was going to dress up as on Halloween, but then I ran into a wall.. and there is no need to dress anymore. I wasn’t going out anyway.
So i was walking around town one day and i saw this guy in a gorillia costume, it made me laugh because there was a guy in a banana costume running down the street.
I was a gorilla during a costume party when I was a kid in the cub scouts. I ended up winning a costume contest and had a wonderful time. I still think about that day.
A costume is something a person wears to dress up for a certain occation.
Normally people get costumes for halloween or some holidays. Costumes can be used for characters in plays too.
“I am so excited to buy my vampire costume for halloween this Saturday!”
I wore a clown costume on my birthday party. At first, people were laughing at me for being weird. But as time pass by, I realized that I was being who I am.
There was was a little girl who was getting ready for Halloween. She had no idea what she wanted to wear for a costume. All of her friends were dressing up as princesses but she wanted to wear a different costume.
a costume is something you wear. not normally.
and it depends upon one’s creativity as to what kind to wear.
you can be a fairy, a tiger a princess. whatever.
just as you like being one.
Sie streift sich das Kostüm über und greift nach den Schlüsseln. Peter musste in fünf Minuten in der Schule sein. Wie sollte sie das nur Sigried erklären.
i wear costume for my drama and play . costume serves me purpose of being with sync in play and
To betydninger på norsk. Klær dress eller klesplagg og sedvane Jeg velger dress. Det har jeg ikke for tida men jeg vet det er mulig å kjøpe en i India.
The world was in costume, seeming to be one thing, in reality, another. He had seen too much of reality.
It took her forever to find it. But she finally found the last piece that would make her costume absolutely divine. The perfect Venetian mask had cost her a pretty penny, but it mattered not as she was going to the ball of her life.
It was dark, the only light coming from the full moon high up in the sky. All around me were people dressed in stupid Halloween costumes. There were green zombies with hideously detailed green faces, witches, some who even had real cats sitting upon their broomsticks and pathetic ghosts, who seemed to be white sheets with eyes.
I stepped forward into the crowd of gathered people.
Hallowe’en will soon be upon us and I have to decide which costume to wear to this year’s ball; last year’s Reverend Canaan Banana was a triumph and will be hard to beat. Strictly entre nous I was thinking of a Cardinal Woolsey…
The costume was a guady balck and green monstrosisty,
It’s hot. I’m sweating. It’s not because it’s summer, no. It’s november, the day of our rehearsals, the day…of my life. It’s me who has the main part. I’ll be the star of the evening…in costume.
We each wear a costume. Some more obviously than others. Only when we realize that our daily armor is our costume will we get to know our true selves. This, this is the cause of our disparity.
transforming into something else
something sexy
something strange
something scary
something funny
it feels so good
to let out these
different selves
i have hiding in my
boring
plain
skin
It is gonna be Halloween soon, isn’t it? I used to wear my witch costume. But here in my country, we don’t celebrate Halloween. So, nope, no costumes. That is boring, isn’t it?
I love you !And you?there are many people,and i don’t know which is the one!
A beautiful unique fabric that flows like a river that i would sit at to smoke weed with hannah. Weed is also a costume, cover your skin and bones in substance and pretend nothing exists but you and your lungs.
its that time of year again. the time of year where you dress up in your costume. the night where you pretend to be something or someone you are not normally. pick the costume that fits you. be the costume. be the creator. get creative with your costume. always :)
oh there are so many ways to same costume. one must often say it in it’s normal way: cos-tume, but if one wishes to elaborate a simple cos-thume is a handy start. costume is a word that is seldom used unfortunately and it is a sad fact for maya.
My job reminds me of a costume drama. I work on an old estate. It’s like a modern day version of Upstairs Downstairs.
I don’t like to wear costume. It makes me something other than what I Am. A costume is something to disguise reality, allowing for alternate realities…not real at all. Used to cover up what is true and Real. Like a clown.
Her lips were stained cherry red, and her cheeks were harsh with blush. Lashes were lengthened, hemlines were raised, and cat calls were made. Sad thing was; it wasn’t even Halloween, and Lavinia wasn’t wearing a costume. This was her everyday outfit. The ‘norm’ for her.
It had been in the attic for years now, the once white zig-zag ribbon is now yellowing, the edges of the carefully hand sewn one-piece suit were fraying. She looked at it nostalgic for times when her deepest worries were the high-school quarterback.
Something that little children wear in order to hide their identities and obtain free candy from complete strangers. These children trust these strangers not to poison the candy or to harm them in any way. It is the biggest scam in America.
It was different, coated with color. Like the caramels momma had next to the door. Shea pulled it it up over my head as I bowed down low, hitting the white rug with a river of my hair. I swept up in a air of surprise. The mirror reflected the Super Hero I always wanted to be.
I am making believe
I have you thinking I am some I am not
I am having fun are you
do you know the real me
do I know the real you
i play dressup:
let’s paint on a face!
a mood, a desire, a motive,
hide in sheep’s skin, in my skin,
under my skin, there’s secrets and tears and fears,
but we’re not talking about that.
i’m in your clothes and you’re in mine
[it’s not dirty, it’s not shameful,
but i’m scared.]
so let’s put on a smile and keep going
because i adore this agony.
I wear a costume, everyday, to try and hide from what you say
Behind my mask, behind these bells, I’m living, breathing, my own dark hell
Veiled in head to toe with sheer pale fabrics I couldn’t fathom what was yet to be seen and when her hands held mine I felt the surge or a tension forming between us. I had to know what those eyes would look like if they were looking into mine. I had to know how warm it would be if her body was pressed to mine. But most importantly I had to know the taste of her lips and feel the pulse of her blood rushing to the beat of my own. Sensuous ravishment of a damn cocktail costume party.
She moved quickly to change into her next costume. She hated quick changes but unfortunatly they were a large part of the theater world. She would make it to Broadway…she just had to get this quick change thing down.
He stared at me, licking his lips with a shit eating grin from ear to ear. “Put it on,” he said, practically jumping out of his skin. I glanced at the costume, a simple piece of string, then looked back up at him, “how?”
A dead whore, disguised as a cute cheddar block? I think not. Fully clothed Night Elf, here I come!
The night was clear and cold with the moon full and bright, her costume sparkled under the moons glow as she walked up the steps to meet her Beau.
A costume does not have to be a piece of clothing, but people wear costumes mentally? True emotions and attitudes are hidden all around, securing their own feelings, blocking others out.
I had a fantastic Idea for what I was going to dress up as on Halloween, but then I ran into a wall.. and there is no need to dress anymore. I wasn’t going out anyway.
So i was walking around town one day and i saw this guy in a gorillia costume, it made me laugh because there was a guy in a banana costume running down the street.
We can wear our matching costumes and be THE CUTEST NERDS IN THE WOOOOOOORRRRRRRLLLLLLDDDDDDDD!
The idea of speding my halloween with you seems magical.
Thank you for making my life magical.
I was a gorilla during a costume party when I was a kid in the cub scouts. I ended up winning a costume contest and had a wonderful time. I still think about that day.