What I should be doing right now is finishing Calder's Batman costume. What I would like to be doing is sleeping. What I am doing is reminiscing about Halloween's past for Suzanne and Amy's Vintage Halloween link up. This is the first year in ages that I have no Halloween partying planned. As such, I have no costume for myself. This is good in its own way since that means I have more time to devote to Calder's. Sure I could just buy a Batman costume but I come from a long tradition of homemade costumes. Even with four kids, my mom managed to make our outfits from scratch almost every year. Sure sometimes we went as totally un-PC hobos or as a simple witch using her college graduation gown but we almost never had cheapy plastic masks of death in the current popular character of the era (much to our chagrin at times).
|Mickey, I don't remember this one at all.|
Every year our church had a Halloween party in the basement with treats, a costume parade and a contest for the best get up. I am fairly certain my mother was determined to win it every year. Unfortunately my mind is totally shot and I have no clue if we ever took home the top prize.
|Me: Wipes, Sister: Baby Powder, other sister may have been Diapers?|
If we ever did win it all, the above ensemble surely must have done it. Pretty creative I'd say. Of course diapers, wipes and powder may have been all my mom could think of after having four kids between 1978 and 1983.
|This is NOT black face. Note: No peripheral vision whatsoever.|
I distinctly remember one year, my mom made this amazing bee costume for my younger sister. She proceeded to immediately lose one of the balls from her deely bobbers and she cried the whole way around the neighborhood.
|Ahhh, the days before you could say, "Your eyes were closed, take another one.|
I distinctly remember the making of this costume. There are abouit 4000 coats of yellow spray paint on it since the cardboard kept absorbing it.I also had to trick or treat one handed since I could reach all the way around the box to grab my bag with both hands, even with a pillow case. Oh how we coveted those plastic pumpkins everyone else had.
All my mom's hard work stuck with me through the years. Like most normal teens I drifted away from the elaborate costumes and trick or treating but that all stopped my senior year in high school. For our senior Halloween party, a large group of us decided to attend as a huge group of Star Wars characters. I got picked to be Leia, naturally.
|I even made the hair donuts.|
This was my first attempt as sewing my own costume, a tradition I have maintained pretty much ever since. I don't claim to be a great sewist or even a moderately good one, but the neat thing is, when you tell someone that you have made that giant dino suit all by your lonesome? No one cares how crappy the work actually is. Sure Calder may someday start begging for the latest and greatest Nick character or want to wear a superhero costume that is canonically accurate but that's why I have two kids, right?