(What?! Halloween? Um, Leslie, we're in the middle of summer. You're getting a little ahead of yourself. I know, I know. Hang with me. I have a point.)
In fact, at one point I'm pretty sure that UNC was one of the top ten campuses to be at for Halloween. From Wikipedia:
Ok, actually, I suggested that I go as Dorothy and the other three could be the Scarecrow, Lion and Tin Man. I think I remember Anna's response being hysterical laughter and, "So, let me get this straight. You want to be cute little Dorothy and the rest of us could be your sidekicks?!" And more hysterical laughter from all three ensued.
The idea of going as group characters being shot down, we all pursued our own individual costumes. I, of course, stayed the course and went as Dorothy. Just a more...how shall I say?... grown up version of Dorothy. Debbie had the perfect dress hanging in her closet, never having been worn, and I created my own ruby slippers. I wasn't dirty or anything, I just wasn't this version from when I was in 3rd grade:
I don't remember what Debo decided to go as. She may have vetoed Halloween that year. She would break with convention that way, back in The E-Ranch days. I do know that Naoshi went as Santana. This would end up being really funny later on in the night...Debo? Feel free to remind me in the comments.
Carlye and Anna headed to the fabric section of Wal-Mart and let their imaginations run wild. The result? Anna as Pocohontas and Carlye as a Wood Nymph.
Except that for most of the night up on Franklin Street, Anna and Naoshi costumes were mistaken for Cheech and Chong. Seriously. If I remember correctly, Anna's feelings were seriously injured. And why wouldn't they be? When you create a costume from scratch in an attempt to be a noble Native American and are mistaken for a high, unemployed, idiotic pothead, wouldn't you be mad too?