I’ve been getting dirt-dog-deep these days talking about political ho-has, borderland violations and saving the whales (and women of the world). Well today I’m shifting gears. It’s almost Halloween and nothing bends my mind in a more lax direction than thinking about costumes. This week’s: put on your disco playlist and get ready to get-on-down because the afro ladies are coming to town.
Since I was a wee-lad I’ve had an obsession with afros. I can remember hanging Roberta Flack’s record on my wall and collecting afro combs when I was 14. I bought 15 copies of Digable Planet’s Blow Out Comb – which if you’re not familiar with – should be immediately downloaded from iTunes. Here’s 1 reason why:
In addition, there was the De La Soul’s song “Afros:”
My Halloween costume this year will indeed contain an afro wig because I’m going as Foxy Brown-you-dig. Not the rapper. But the best body back in the day, Pam Grier:
I’m going to use that toy gun as a date-getter by stashing it in my afro wig and then asking presentable gentleman to shake me down and shoot, ahem. I understand that slut is inserted before any respectable profession and made into a costume these days (i.e. slutty-nurse, slutty policeman, slutty popper scooper) so I’m doing the same thing but leaving the slut out of this equation. After all, I’m a lady. I’m not slutty. I’m just lucky.
Here are some more afrolicious examples that may spark your imagination this Halloween: