3 posts tagged “halloween”
Did you dress up today? See any good costumes?
This was a very last minute costume, but luckily I have enough ugly clothes to pull it off. I'm Mary Kate Olsen's body image!
When Ben read my last post about favorite Halloween costumes, he told me I needed to post the following photograph. This certainly isn't my favorite costume (it was supplied by the photographers), but it's certainly one great photo. This post originally appeared on dollarshort.org.
Rarely does one have a photograph of an incident that is responsible for who you become later in life.
I've got one. It's this shot taken at the Topanga Plaza in Los Angeles.
Basically it's a "holiday portrait" mall shot with a twist. Like a Santa's Village or The Easter Bunny's Rabbit Hole, this photo-taking extravaganza was set up for the sole purpose of torturing little children.
I'm two years-old in this photograph. I'm just forming fears and issues. I'm about to be emotionally scarred into really hating witches and vampires.
The moment I saw the set-up, I knew my worst nightmares were about to begin.
The tears started flowing and I started screaming. For some reason, this didn't affect my mother.
I distinctly remember the man-vampire responsible for ushering the crowds. Even at two, I could tell he was flirting with my mom. At this moment, I instantly associated vampires with evil men trying to steal my mother away. Vampires are sexualized -- maybe that's their gimmick. Tell that to a little child.
So, I'm crying and still standing in line when it's time for me to take my picture with a witch. Although I tried to hold on to my mother's leg, the vampire forcibly picked me up and brought me to my date with the devil.
If you look closely in the photo, you can see the tears.
Yeah! Halloween.
For years after this photograph was taken, I would wear a scarf to bed in order to avoid Dracula's bite.
The question of the day today was inspired by Gabe's photo that she posted yesterday. That tragic look is mirrored in quite a few Halloween photos of mine -- not because I was forced to dress in a costume meant for a younger child, but because I wanted to.
However, my all-time favorite Halloween costume was the ballerina outfit that my parents bought me in Las Vegas. When they brought it home, I was so in awe of its beauty. And, it became my costume later that year. I remember that this costume was considered "special" and I wasn't allowed to just wear it for dress up. I believe my mom still has it somewhere.
For cuteness (and patheticness), I have to post a photo of my Big Bird costume. I think I wore that one for a couple of years and I remember clearly how hot the mask would get. Basically, the hot air from my nose would be trapped and condense in the mask.
