So Halloween is around the corner and my kids are at the ripe old age to love both Trick-or-Treating and dressing up. Only twice did I have the luxury of “pairing them up” because really, they are too far apart in age. When K was 4 and D was 1 month old, she dressed as Minnie mouse and he wore a Mickey-faced Bib. He pretty much slept through Halloween.
The next year he dressed up as “Blue” from Blue’s Clues and she dressed up as “Magenta”; Blue’s pink friend. After that, they both had their own opinions of how they wanted to dress for the occasion.
As far as costumes go, I do value a more homemade endeavor as opposed to those prepackaged outfits you get from the Halloween Store. The fabric is SO CHEAP that they are practically see-through! PLUS, they just pull apart at the seams.
When I was a kid, we always bought our costumes at the grocery story (Alpha Beta, of course) I’m beginning to think that Alpha Beta was a mall instead of a supermarket. Right when you stepped on the black weight sensor and the door automatically opened, you could see a set of circular racks where costumes were hung and displayed on hangers. The body of the suit was some kind of plastic or vinyl and the only accessory was the plastic mask that sealed the deal on the disguise. You could choose from about 20 different varieties of hot idols from the year. In my day (the early 80’s) the options were Rainbow Bright, He-man and She-ra, Star Wars, and so on.
Pretty much everyone at my elementary school wore that style of costume, and since they were so inexpensive, my parents could swing it for us. Halloween was a great day for me because I was level with everyone else for one day. That sweet smell of plastic hung over the school while children of all ages were sweating from both face on body. The body suit did not breathe at all and you wore it over your regular clothes. It squeaked with every step as it rubbed against itself all over your body. The mask was thin with the elastic band attached to keep it on your face. There were eye holes and nostril holes. Little cheeks, chins and foreheads would be red and irritated by the plastic that adhered to your skin. It was SO totally worth it.
There was really only one person who I idolized more than anyone and that costume was the one that I wanted to wear year after year, but I don’t remember my Alpha Beta ever carrying this costume so the poor, little, rich, white, Mexican always had to settle for something a little “less than.” I do hope that my idol does make a comeback soon because she is just too totally awesome to live on only in my childhood dreams….