Happy Halloween!

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Oh Lordy.

Why do I do this? ย Why do I subject you to such things?

In kindergarten… way back in the mid eighties… I was a child bride for Halloween.

Actually… I was a child… and I dressed up as a bride. ย That makes things less creepy.

I don’t know whose idea this whole bride thing was, certainly not mine. ย I was probably just stoked about wearing lipstick and a head band.

Want more? ย Surely you must.

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Little Bo Peep with her favorite stuffed animal and her princess sister.

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Child bride with clown sister and toothpaste sister.

Toothpaste. ย It only makes sense that the tallest child be the toothpaste.

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This is my Uncle Dan. ย He’s dressed up as a hunk.

That’s my veiled head in the right corner. I want candy.

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I had a Cleopatra phase. ย I’m mostly stoked that I could get the pose right.

I blame my mother for the aggressive eyeshadow.

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This is bad.

Smack dab in the middle of my frizzy haired hat phase I decided to be a playing card for Halloween. ย A playing card with a playing card hat. ย I’m sure I busted out the craft box and the glue gun to bring that little gem to life. ย Lord help me.

I’m not sure if the card is better or worse than being a teenage Juggalette.

I’m glad these were the only photos I could find. ย I distinctly remember an awkward Raggedy Anne phase as well.

Ps. ย If you know me in real life… this set of pictures IS NOT open for discussion or ridicule. ย Zip it.

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  1. All I can say that these are great costumes and I don’t know how your mom did all this with her working…….

  2. Out of curiosity, how did you photograph your old photos? I’ve tried several times to a big glossy shiny mess! I’d appreciate any help! Thanks!

  3. Here in Italy we don’t celebrate Halloween. Thanks for sharing a bit of a different life. (Not too different, really. I used to dress up as a bride even if without Halloween.)

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