Good grief.
Halloween has come and gone, and now we are on the cusp of the
race that stops the nation. What an absurd few weeks it has been.
Inundated with costumes of every variety (and not all of them
scary and immodest) we’ve done everything that we can to ensure your Halloween
was a good one. The sheer, gross number of customers (gross in the sense that there
were a lot of you, not that you are revolting) we had in the last fortnight has
almost been debilitating. But good debilitating. Like when you drink just enough to
know a sit-down is in order. The lead up to Christmas is our hard-earned, and definitely-needed sit-down.
This Halloween also marked our radio debut – and though half our
name was censored (“All Costumes Great and Small and Costume—beep” who else
could it really be?) our customer service team was competent (or perhaps
incompetent) enough to get a laugh out of Tom Ballard, even if we couldn’t
offer him the Richard Kingsmill costume he so desired. Listeners can rest
assured that we have a surplus stock of Kingsmill costumes in all sizes, still
to come, for next year. Watch this
space.
This is, then, a timely opportunity to let all our digital friends
(or “likers” – maybe too cold a term) know that we also sell balloons. You
would be forgiven for thinking, as I did, that you couldn’t purchase balloons
for an occasion like the Melbourne Cup, but how wrong, as I was, you would be.
We supplied for a whole lot of Halloween parties over the past few weeks, we’ve
just distributed a whole lot for Cup Day around Wahroonga, and Christmas – as the
department stores very loudly and quickly remind us – is only around the month-or-so
corner. If you want thin plastic membranes filled with the gassy essence of voice-altering
fun, give us a call.
Between seasons we get bored. So shortly we will be announcing our
Best-Of Halloween competition. Regardless of whether or not you rented it from
us, we do so love to encourage good costumes. If you think your getup for the
spooky season was good enough that you could confidently laugh in the face of
conventional vampires, or regular sexy ghosts (bikinis over sheets will be very
well received) then why not enter the most flattering picture of yourself from
the week gone by, in the hope of winning some incredibly elaborate and
unexpected prizes (it’s gift-vouchers, just to spoil the surprise)! But get
your skates on (or, you know, your costume) as the competition closes on Friday,
4:00.
In any case, thank you so much to those of you who came in
store, ate our candy, and tried on our costumes. There’s a horrible “spooktacular”
pun to be made somewhere in here about the collective lot of you, but we
respect you too much to try.
Hope that All Hallows Eve was fun, rather than frightful,
and that you are all well.
Be wonderful to one another,
Costume Direct.
