I love a good bar. I don't mean the tavern/pub type of bar (although that type of bar is obviously my favorite thing in life), but the kind of mini buffet of specially themed treats. I'm talking taco bars, candy bars, mashed potato bars, etc.
Halloween hasn't always been a big dinner party occasion for me. I'm used to the college-y celebrations where we throw back sticky Jello shots and dress like sexy kitties, sexy Home Depot employees, sexy mayonnaise jars, sexy tax returns, sexy whatevers.
It's officially fall, which calls for every seasonal cliché we all know and love. Chunky knits, golden foliage, and pumpkin spice every damn thing takes over life. One of my personal favorite fall traditions is my annual "Inappropriate Pumpkin Painting" party.