It was pretty cool actually—felt pretty freeing.
But there aren't a lot of bear suits out on the streets of New York on Halloween. No. There are skimpy sexy outfits, glaring scary outfits, silly outrageous outfits—all on people with excessive amounts of that whoop-it-up anything-goes energy that comes to people on the one night when you're supposed to let your inhibitions go.
Bah humbug, I say. Go back to the suburbs. Stop scaring me.