Back in 2012, I wrote about a costume I wore for Halloween and a wardrobe malfunction that ensued. You can read the post HERE.
By Wojciech Golczewski. Love this track.
That time I didn't dress as a Pumpkin Head nor as Michael Audrey Myers. Keep in mind this was before you could buy a Freddy glove or a rubber Krueger mask, as the film had just come out. The makeup was knox gelatin and scalding, scar-inducing hot water, and blends of red and tan makeup. Very uncomfortable, but it was fun opening kids' trick-or-treat bags with the blade on my index finger.
Proving I was always pretty Dark (and apparently hip and cool), despite my horrid faux smile (I have a feeling my mother said something like 'show yer teeth or I'll break 'em.' [it's the only explanation for such a terrible smile]).
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| The girl is a neighborhood friend, probably starting to get scared standing between these two weirdos. |
The last of the family photos.
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| Ichabod Crane, my brother the Skeleton, and Vincent Von Vampire |
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| Me faking contentment. I probably insisted that my mother capture this moment on film for posterity. |
The first photo from the final few. In my memory, these guys did not coordinate their costumes. Though that feels highly improbable looking at this photograph.
Getting to the last of the photographs from the past. Here's one of the final few from a party we had back then.
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| That kid has brass knuckles in the back! |
You'd probably never see a costume like this these days. But since I'm documenting my Halloween costumes from the past...
That's me on the left, dressed as the thing I would become obsessed with in the decades to follow...
This one has it all going on. Ghosts, Ghouls (assumption), Devils (with a real store-bought plastic trident), and a paper skeleton on the door... and two baskets of what appears to be chocolate bars (hoping my mother was giving out a name brand or I officially know from where I received my gives-crap-candy genes).
Ugh. It's important to note that I was technically a Wizard and NOT Mickey Mouse. And this costume was more of a celebration of the film FANTASIA than a tribute to a Disney character. A pretty mature thing to do, if I do say so myself.
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| Great framing, Mom. |
I remember wearing that garish skull mask. Have never seen anything like them in any of the photos I've scoured over the years looking for blog material. Pretty neat.
My dumb dad cut the eye and mouth holes larger to allow us to breathe and see better, because of the number of trick-or-treater deaths and accidents related to not cutting the eye and mouth holes larger.
Got my hands on the ol' family photo albums.
