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Having been recently dragged to a costume party, I must say the cleverest and most hilarious ones were the following:

5. Siegfried and Roy: open tuxedo shirts, gaudy gold necklaces; one carried a white tiger and had fake blood on his neck. Not saints, no, but really funny. [G]
4. Karol Wojtyla: cardinalate regalia, but the guy actually bore an extremely strong resemblance to the young Pope John Paul II, the then Karol Wojtyla!
3. Bono. The guy just looked like Bono. As it was an All-Saints party, I told him that he was St. BONO-face. HAHAHA.
2. toga, grapes, olive-leaf crown, hierarchy of angels pinned to frint of the toga: Pseudo-Dionysus.
1. white shirt, tweed jacket, highland cap with traditional kilt and I-forget-the-official-name-of-the-shoes-and-socks: Duns Scotus.

Scariest costume: greasy wig, moustache, sunglasses, leather jacket, fake accent, weird phrases -- creepy Italian guy!

Extra points awarded to St. Vitus who came with glowsticks (i.e. patron saint of [rave] dancers), a rooster in his picket (patron saint of people who can't wake up early), and a palm.

Hooah for the DHS Dominicans who showed up (with cappa!) -- I dubbed them Sts. Dominic, Thomas aquinas, Vincent Ferrer and Hyacinth of Poland. I think they were there to recruit. Covert operations.

The most obscure person there (besides the odd "I'm St. Charles Borromeo in his college years") was someone who dressed up as the Patron Saint of Bad Weather and Hurricanes. She dressed up as a hurricane. And I have no idea who that saint was. Many points awarded.

I myself was accosted at the last moment my a number of my housemates. Faced with a split-second decision, I hijacked a bedsheet for a toga, was given a palm by a different housemate, and found an unattended stuffed lamb in my closet. A little swish around the neck with a red makeup crayon and voila -- instant St. Agnes! (shocking to say that two people asked "Lamb -- Lamb of God -- are you Jesus?" Jesus indeed! Maybe if I were related to Dan Brown...)