Yes, my lovelies, you were right–I’m going to be Catwoman for Halloween. Purrrfect, right? I must confess, I was super tempted to be a lesbian vampire, but with all the Twilight fans running around, I don’t think the world needs another vampire this year. So, consider yourself warned: once I slip into my catsuit and high-heeled black leather boots, watch out. I may just sink my claws into you!
There have been so many great looks for Catwoman, but I’ve decided to do the retro version–part Julie Newmar, part Emma Peel spy chic, mostly because I want to wear a huge belt like Uma Thurman did in The Avengers. Who’s your favorite Catwoman? And hey, does anyone have a whip I can borrow?
As my favorite feline villianess, I of course will be using my considerable powers to corrupt the good and innocent and spark evil doing. However, it remains to be seen whether I’ll be able to use my catacylsmic charms to entice Van into being Batman. (We’ve often done couples costumes but not always.)
But wait! I have breaking news! Van just came home from work and was so smitten with the sight of me in my cat ears that she agreed to be Batman on the spot! So Halloween will be filled with (butch) bat/(femme) cat sexual tension here at chez Sublime–the question is, who will emerge victorious? Only time will tell, my pretties.