So, Halloween. Every year it’s the same old story, right? What to wear, what to wear. This year, the name on everyone’s lips, or at least on my feed, was Elon Musk. Sounded easy enough, I thought. How hard could dressing up as a tech billionaire be? Turns out, harder than you’d think, especially if you saw what the man himself actually wore.
My grand plans for an “Elon” costume hit a snag pretty quick.
I was picturing something simple, you know? A black t-shirt, maybe something with a SpaceX or X logo – keep it current. Thought I’d be clever. Then I saw the pictures. He didn’t just dress up; he went full theatrical. We’re talking about that costume for Heidi Klum’s big Halloween party. It wasn’t just some casual nod; this was a statement. A big, fiery, almost satanic-looking suit of armor. Seriously, it had this Baphomet skull thing, an inverted cross… the whole shebang. Looked like he was auditioning for a role as a final boss in some video game.
My first reaction? Pure bafflement. I mean, one minute you’re thinking “innovator, rockets, electric cars,” and the next it’s… well, that. My practical brain immediately went to: “How on earth do you even begin to make something like that?” Not to mention, where do you store it afterwards? Under your bed? Alongside the spare Teslas?
I actually saw someone at a local get-together try to replicate it. Gotta give them points for bravery, I suppose. But let me tell you, it was a far cry from the polished pictures of Elon. This poor soul’s version was mostly, and I mean mostly, cardboard painted black. The Baphomet head was, I think, a generic goat mask they’d tried to customize with extra bits. It was… memorable. For all the wrong reasons, maybe. It kept drooping to one side.
So, did I attempt the demonic knight look? Absolutely not. My crafting skills top out at assembling flat-pack furniture, and even that’s a stretch. Plus, the sheer effort involved seemed insane for one night. I quickly pivoted. Went with a much, much simpler idea: black turtleneck, carried a little birdcage with a blue toy bird inside. Subtle, right? A nod to the whole Twitter… I mean X… saga. Less “Lord of Darkness,” more “mildly confused bird owner.”
It’s just funny looking back. You set out to do a costume of a public figure, thinking you’ve got a handle on their “vibe.” Then they pull something like that Baphomet armor out of the bag and you realize you don’t know anything. My little birdcage felt worlds away from his getup. But you know what? I was comfortable. I wasn’t clanking around in makeshift armor. And, most importantly, I didn’t accidentally summon anything undesirable. Sometimes, keeping it simple is the real power move. That’s my practical take on it, anyway.
