Ahhh – Halloween! Or All Hallow’s Eve! The night when the dead walk the earth. When the veils between two dimensions thin and the night walkers spew forth.
Okay, so we’ve got the scary part behind us. When I was young, plotting the perfect costume for Halloween was a month long job. Even after I became an adult, I was either plotting my own costume or those for my children.
I was Pumpkin Head, Polly Darton, a witch…but my favorite of all time was the year I found a T-shirt at the Senior Citizen’s fair that simply said “I’ve used up all my sick leave so I’m calling in dead.” The old creative juices flowed. I found weeping sores and fake rotting flesh. I found green and white skin paint, black for my teeth and around my eyes and lips. I was ready.
Halloween morning: I donned the T-shirt, glued the sores/rotting flesh to my skin and then painted over everything with green paint mixed with white. I shadowed my eyes with black paint and outlined my lips with the same. To top it off, I ratted out my shoulder length hair, sprayed graying paint in it and I was ready.
My efforts were met with success. My boss wouldn’t look at me all day. People on the street commented on how good I looked, and when I got home that evening, my four year old son ran screaming and wouldn’t come near me until I looked myself again. I know because I chased him around the house trying to convince him it was me.
Sadly, time has passed and other than wearing spider earrings to work, that will be the limit of my dressing up. My granddaughter on the other hand is going out dressed as Clawdean Wolf from the Monster High crowed. I have to admit, she looks really cool!
Here is her first costume:
And this year she's going dressed as Clawdean Wolf from Monster High! Pretty Cool, hey?
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