Costumes for Hallowe'en

The end of October is fast approaching, boys and girls; no doubt some of you have already started carving faces into any variety of large, seedy fruit; the shops are out of pumpkins and you've worked your way down through marrows, cucumbers and God help you, you're even trying to cut a spooky face into the last tomato in the fridge. The one that's right at the back of the fridge and has patches of white mould on it.

Some of you are even less well prepared, and haven't got any costumes sorted out yet. Well, don't worry. Uncle Bluey to the rescue! I'm bursting with ideas, me. You want to embrace the world of horror for one night a year? Just follow these directions.

Costume #1: Nickolaus Pacione

Hallowe'en means horror, and what could be more horrific than a horror writer? Well, I really don't know. I couldn't find a horror writer for you to emulate, though, so instead you can try dressing as Nickypoo. You will need:

• A hooded sweatshirt, commonly described as a 'hoodie'.
• Sweatpants.
• A baseball cap.
• A pair of white sneakers.
• A bottle of correcting fluid: Tipp-Ex, White-Out, anything you like.
• Four pounds of dough.
• A pot of pale grey poster paint.
• One pound of hair, harvested from random locations.
• A pot of glue.
• A pint of urine.
• A pint of sweat.
• A balloon of helium.
• An old woman.

Begin by taking the hoodie and sweat pants, drenching them in the urine and leaving them out to dry. If possible, find a location frequented by smokers: the heavier and more frequent their nicotinal indulgences, the better. Abandoning the clothes at the back door of an office building is a good idea. The front door of a bar is even better as someone will probably empty their guts over said rags, or top up the quantities of urine in which it has been soaked.

Once the clothes are dry, or are merely damp and cloying as opposed to thoroughly soaked and dripping, take the bottle of correcting fluid and daub designs onto the legs of the sweatpants and the front of the hoodie. Feel free to express yourself as much as you like, but if you are short of ideas, try the following:

• A quote from Spectral Exile or Insect. Make sure to quote a whole paragraph. If you find you have to write small, don't be too concerned. He wasn't, so why should you be?
• The address of one of his fifteen million blogs or profiles. Make sure the address is really long so people know just how important it is.

While you're waiting for the correcting fluid to dry, you can start to attend to other details. Take a handful of dough and with cack-handed earnestness apply it to your face. Pay particular attention to the cheeks, under the chin, and the nose. After five minutes' sculpting you should have something that resembles horror's self-proclaimed bad boy. Repeat this step of the process as many times as you consider necessary.

Take the remaining dough. Stuff a small ball of it into each of your cheeks. Resist the urge to chew and swallow. What you're doing here is rather like Marlon Brando's use of dentist's cotton balls in The Godfather. The last bits of the dough can be applied to your chest and stomach to provide extra bulkiness.

Your face should now look sufficiently doughy, but you have yet to attain the unhealthy pallor as worn by everyone's favourite dark conservative. That's where the pale grey poster paint comes in. Apply generously to all bedoughed areas. If you feel the shade of paint you have chosen does not adequately reflect his skin tone, try mixing with a dab of orange or rubbing quantities of grime into the paint. A drop of glue can help you add the right level of greasy shininess. Experiment and have fun with the result.

You're nearly there now! Persevere and you'll have the whole thing down. Take your handfuls of hair. It doesn't matter where you got them: cut from the tresses of your own dear sister; your father's own short and curlies, or even scrapings from the backs of a herd of pigs. They'll all come in handy. Paint an oval of glue over your chin and upper lip and affix the hair wherever it'll fit. Before long you'll have the famous Pacione bloatee.

Give the glue time to take. Don your rancid and feculent garb, crowning yourself with your baseball cap – no gentleman should go out without his chapeau. Dab quantities of the sweat under your arms and between your legs. Allow a dribble of the secretion to slither horribly down your back and into the crack of your arse. Help yourself to a hearty swig from whatever's left in the bottle.

Before you open the door and go out into that bitterly cold late-autumn night, make sure that you have your balloon of helium and your old woman. These two pieces of kit are all that stand between your disguise and complete failure. Before speaking, take a feeble suck from the balloon so the timbre of your voice is modulated. This, combined with the putrid dough in your cheeks should ensure you are sufficiently mush-mouthed to make your impression convincing. You can hide behind the old woman if you fear that anyone may try to give you your well-earned beating.

Follow these instructions to the letter and you will be nothing less than convincing. More costume ideas later!