Who misses the good old days of “fun” masks that were creepier than some of the creepy masks of today?
Here’s me, as a plastic-faced princess and my brother as Darth Vader. (I’m pretty certain that I probably insisted on this horrible costume, because my mom made some pretty awesome costumes back in the day…)
Here’s me, in a much better costume, sewn by the great seamstresses in my life (mom and grandma), and the photo that inspired my Facebook feed to go “Holy cow, Maura looks JUST like you did!”
Also note that each costume came with a coordinating jacket underneath. I grew up in Chicago. The Warm Costume was necessary. Any Halloween it didn’t snow on us was a good one!