Halloween for many is a time to dress up and have some fun. Ever wonder what your favorite Entangled Bliss author’s best Halloween costumes have been or what their favorite Halloween memory is? Follow the Bliss Trick or Sweet Halloween Haunt to check them all out.
by Ophelia London
When I was a kid, my mother’s cedar chest was very special; a sacred place that held treasures from her childhood and other family gems…including Halloween costumes. Mom had really cool, homemade and vintage costumes, but as most kids, I fought against her wishes, insisting on store-bought. I wanted plastic: wrinkled, smelly plastic. I wanted flammable! What can I say? It was the 80’s. Probably after whining proficiently, Mom gave in and to the store we went, ending up with this little hunny:
What interests me most now about the costume I chose was that there is no way it would be in stores today. (And I really can’t believe my mother bought it for me.) I was quite proud to be Dragon Lady, however, and although I’d fully intended to wear my supercool mask at school all day, Mom had the wise insight to paint my face. We’re talking blue eye shadow, red lips and cheeks, and we even put on creepy-long fake nails. Though I find the whole vibe is kind of killed by my little girl white sandals. I can’t remember what I was wearing under that plastic dress thing. I wouldn’t be surprised if I insisted on going commando as to not ruin the line.
Since the Dragon Lady days, I’ve relied more on creativity over what is found at Walmart. I’ve been—among other things—a candy striper, a “dead person” (this was before the zombie craze), “Easy Annie” (you remember her—she’s Raggedy Annie’s trampy cousin…), Van Gogh’s ear, and Elizabeth Bennett.
|Alex P. Keaton|
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