One of my favorite Halloween costumes I've ever put together with my girl friends was in high school. We had just learned about Rosie The Riveter in history class and instantly knew we wanted to embody her as a group. We slept with curlers, glossed our lips in crimson red and zipped up our jumpsuits to strut our stuff in the school's contest. I even had an over-sized shirt I'd wear to bed with her image proudly screen printed on the front. Rosie was my female power symbol.