A robot made from a large cardboard box, plastic batting helmet wrapped in aluminum foil, copious glow sticks. In case anybody couldn't tell what I was, I wrote on the box in big Sharpie letters, "I am a robot."
A traveling salesman, which involved drawing on a mustache with eyeliner and raiding my dad's supplies for a briefcase and one of his exceptionally wide ties. (Thanks, Dad!)
A group of friends and I dressed as the Marx Brothers: Groucho, Harpo, Zeppo, Chico.
A long-distance relationship. Girlfriend and I labeled ourselves as far-flung locations and wrapped ourselves together in phone-cord coils (back when phones had cords). Another time, feeling topical, we were bird flu. I wore a curly, yellow wig (not blond, yellow) and fashioned a jersey to approximate Larry Bird. She was a chimney.A goriila -- because once I had a gorilla suit, this one was low-hanging fruit.
Whatever costume you might don, hope your Halloween is happy.
You can imagine my facial expression upon reading today's calendar page: "The best thing about Halloween is what it teaches the children. Strangers gave the best candy." You are the best & you make all the costumes look that much better. !neewollaH yppaH
ReplyDeleteThis was a fun post! Some fellow teachers and I have been talking about some of our favorite Halloween costumes today as well. I have a student dressed as a gorilla today too!
ReplyDeletePlenty of costume bedlam where I work today, including one of my students and I randomly showing up in very similar outfits.
DeleteI enjoyed hearing about your Halloween pasts, Brian. Now, I spend my time waiting to see what adorable costume is being worn by my 4 month old grandbaby-ladybug, Eggo Girl, pumpkin and today it was to be a ghost but she got a fever. Poor baby.
ReplyDeleteGreat example, Carol, of how changing perspectives helps lend us perspective.
DeleteOn this day, I often think back to costumes past. The worst years were the ones when it was so cold you had to trick or treat with your winter coat over your costume...very disappointing.
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