When did Halloween become a woman's opportunity to channel her inner prostitute? Every costume idea seems to be prefaced by a "sexy" something or other. Of course, I've been guilty of letting my inner seductress out on these wicked nights before--and, I'm certainly not saying that to do so is in error--but, and this is a BIG but, when did it become ok to be literally half naked or walk around naked with little else than a painted-on bra and thong?

Certainly, sexy nurses and cops and teachers have been making appearances in bedrooms everywhere for quite some time. Any trashy lingerie or naughty store will have the entire getups all ready to "spice" up your night. But somewhere, a long, long time ago, some snarky women must have decided, you know what--if this outfit can get my partner to show me some much needed attention, Lord knows what it will do for my dating life! And viola, out came the sexy whatever out of the bedroom and right into the local bar or dance club or wherever.

Women get very creative this time of year, really they do. Take me, for example. I've been a sexy Eve equipped with a full length stuffed animal snake, a sexy police officer, a sexy little bo peep, a sexy ballerina, a sexy go-go dancer, a sexy lawyer...and the list is endless. Women go to such extremes as to even get multiple costumes for multiple events held around the big day. And these costumes are not cheap! A sexy whatever typically goes for about $50. And of course, factor in the makeup, the shoes and the evening's dinner and drinks and you're looking at a pretty penny.

Men, on the other hand, aren't as adventurous or even as bold. They'll throw on a fake mustache and a hat and call themselves a pirate or a p.i. or anyone they gosh darn choose. My favorite is the scrubs. About a quarter of the men at any costumed event will be doctors by virtue of their green scrubs. A pair of scrubs does not a costume make, for crying out loud! Let's get creative here, boys! And, while you're at it, let's get a little sexy too. Women would love to see a sexy cowboy or a sexy officer, even a sexy school boy would do. Somehow though, when men dress in those types of uniformed costumes, we, or at least I, automatically reach for my dollar bills because clothes are bound to be coming off.

At any rate, is all this Halloween hoopla really worth it? What does prancing around in the middle of town in little else than your birthday suit really accomplish? Can't we all be a sexy whenever we want? The unfortunate answer to this question is a resolute no. If a woman dresses sexy and maybe a little too provocative, she exposes herself to be labeled a not so friendly term: Whore. Slut. Floozy. What have we come to in society? Have we really created only one day when it's acceptable for women to express themselves sexually in dress? If it were up to me, I'd make Halloween at least once a month.  Who's with me?