Unfurling below you are some of the Halloween costumes I (and my siblings, my friends, boyfriends) have worn throughout the years. As usual, with a blabber-mouth with me, there’s a story to go along with each one of them.
Unfortunately, there are no photos of my sojourn as Squeaky Fromme through the streets of San Francisco.
There’s also an infamous picture of my brother and I – I must be 3, and he is 2 years old … I am wearing a witch’s hat that for whatever reason has a bodacious BLONDE wig attached to it. (A blonde witch?) And my little baby brother is a small Casper ghost. He’s such a little thing, and his little face peeks out of the sheet … It is such a cute picture. I thought I had it in my own album, but alas, I do not.
The below will have to suffice.
Links to costumes through the years:
Very brave.
And very funny. Loved your ‘setting up’ the photos, and the commentary i.e. ‘I am insane.’
Truly. Like there could be any doubt that I was insane!! “In case you haven’t guessed … and in case my MIA FARROW COSTUME didn’t clue you in … I am insane.”
heh heh heh
Red, my first GF back in high school wore a Squeaky Fromme costume at a Halloween party when we first hung out together. Cloak, hood, a wee cross drawn on her forehead, and an undeniable thousand-yard-stare. She had a thing for Poe and gravestone rubbings; it was all of a piece, somehow.