For Halloween, I was pizza

As I have lamented numerous times on this blog, I was not raised in a Halloween-friendly household. Look, my parents are good people, so I'm not trying to point any fingers here, but they just didn't think much of this particular holiday. To my recollection, I trick-or-treated just once and dressed up only a few times beyond that. Here I am dressed as a pig, utterly clueless as to how I should be feeling:

If you haven't already realized, I was a very stoic child.

Because of this void in my childhood existence, I have made it my life's mission to celebrate Halloween to the fullest as an adult. I dress up, eat pillow cases filled with candy, and walk the streets in the dark of night marveling at everyone's inspired costumes.

Still, because I lack the proper training, I find that I sometimes freeze up when it comes to choosing my own costume. After all, I'm making up for years (YEARS!) of Halloweens gone by. It's a lot of pressure, y'all.

I'm getting better though. You may remember that last year, I dressed up as a piñata, and I felt absolutely unstoppable while strutting my stuff at the Village Halloween Parade. This year, I knew I needed to up my game. I racked my brain until finally I realized that the answer had been in front of me all along.

PIZZZZAAAAAAA!!!!!!1!!!!!!1!!11!!!!!!

It's easily one of my favorite foods, and in NYC, it's an absolute staple. As soon as the idea occurred to me, I took to Pinterest for inspiration. That's where I stumbled upon an excellent tutorial from Studio DIY for an ingenious couples costume: Pizza and Delivery Boy! I told Daniel, he ordered the materials from Amazon, we threw it all together and BAM --

To date, it is probably my favorite costume I have ever worn. I'm not going to pretend it didn't take me a full day to make, but it was totally worth it.

We spent the evening with a bunch of our friends passing out candy at our church in Hell's Kitchen (Our Saviour New York), and guys, I genuinely cannot describe how fun this was. If you've ever wondered how trick-or-treating works in NYC, let me tell you: these kids have got it made. Instead of going door-to-door to different houses in a neighborhood, they go door-to-door to businesses and other local establishments. And as you can imagine, these places have way better candy. At OSNY, we gave out 100% chocolate deliciousness. No raisins or pencils or any such nonsense. Twix, Kit Kats, Milky Ways -- the good stuff.

In my costume, I have to admit, I really stood out. People reacted so positively to seeing a giant slice of pizza walking around the streets of New York ("Yes! Pizza! Yes! YES!"). I had quite a few people ask to take pictures with me.

After all of the candy had been passed out, we went to a group dinner to eat -- you guessed it -- pizza. Instead of being a pizza cannibal, though, I opted to bust out my alternate costume throughout the meal.

Still, I couldn't resist getting a dollar-slice for the following disturbing photo op:

Don't worry. I didn't actually eat my fellow brother-pizza while in costume. That would have been disgusting. Instead, I passed him off to my husband.

So that was my pizzalicious Halloween. What was YOUR costume?