Now, I could live without the comfortable if the costume fit. In 1990 or so, I wore the pink maid outfit for an entire day of work and then went out to the Halloween parties in downtown Chico. That outfit included 4 1/2-inch high heels. Although during the work day I was mostly sitting, I did spend some time on my feet, particularly as people in other parts of the office wanted to see the costume. By the end of the night, I had lost all feeling in my toes. Nor did the feeling return the next day. In fact, I thought I'd permanently damaged the nerves until feeling returned at Thanksgiving, nearly a month later!
I still have the costume and accessories that go with it, albeit they're in storage. (Those of you who went to CascadiaCon saw the costume as part of my FGoH exhibit.) But I also weighed about 100 pounds less than I do now. There's no way in the world I could fit into it again. The last time I wore it was Halloween 1992, and by then it was clear that If I had moved the wrong way, the costume would have disintegrated. I have to hand it to my co-worker who made it for me -- it was well constructed, not a cheap wear once-and-discard thing. But unless I trim down back below 200 pounds, I'll never be able to wear it again. Maybe I should take that as a challenge, just for the sake of scandalizing y'all.
I'd post pictures of me today, but my company's Net-nanny has of late decided that while LiveJournal itself is okay, photos hosted on LJ are not, and I can't access my galleries from behind the company firewall.