I don't know what the deal is, but whenever Halloween rolls around I fantasize about dressing up like some pop diva. This year, in a perfect world, I would be all over Lady Gaga. There would be eyelashes, hair, mini-everything, heels, meat (just kidding) . . . I know, I know. Tacky, played out, and best left to the twenty-somethings. But how fun would that be?