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October 31, 2006
It was 2nd grade, and I was the proud owner of a Raggedy Ann costume. Yes, it was plastic and tied in the back. And yes the mask had teeny tiny holes for eyes and nose, but I was Raggedy Ann, damnit. And I thought I had the coolest costume on the block. Until the temperature dropped. And then like every other dejected kid in my neighborhood I was just another meaningless plastic face over a big ass winter coat The Mother forced me to wear. There was nothing so depressing as having to bundle up. It was one thing to see little Jimmy from down the block with his flannels under his Superman costume, but it was another to be hidden under a bundle of wool that would end up making me sweat behind that plastic mask. And then all the sweat would puddle and make the mask kind of slippery so it would be askew. And then because of all the adjusting the plastic band would break, forcing me to hold the mask in place while shouting at the door, "Trick or Treet!".
Posted by Foodwhore at October 31, 2006 09:35 AM 
I was a smurf way back when ... plastic mask, too! My mom was smart. She gave me thick white tights and a blue zip-up sweatshirt. Clever AND warm. Happy Halloween! Posted by: Abby at October 31, 2006 04:00 PM I'll never forget my moment like you described - wearing the prized Cinderella plastic mask, and the rest of the costume over the big ass winter coat. But I made it through, thanks to Grandpa who took out his pocket knife and made the air holes in the nose bigger. Posted by: Puddin at October 31, 2006 06:39 PM I remember being batman and oh so disappointed that the bat belt didn't include a real operating bat line that would let me zip from our house to the neighbors... Probably all for the better : ) Posted by: Graydon at October 31, 2006 09:33 PM I remember those costumes! I had a snow white that felt the same way! Posted by: Eliza at November 1, 2006 06:57 AM Costumes have come a long way. I didn't see a single plastic mask last night. The best costume by far was the little guy dressed like a Lego. He was wearing a box, painted blue, with inverted cups or bowls on the top as the interlocking 'pegs'. It was brilliant. Posted by: AuntJone at November 1, 2006 08:33 AM Thats not soo bad, my mom forced us kids to be crayons. Yup. I was a very large green crayon. Posted by: Duckie at November 1, 2006 06:19 PM Funny I just read this before reading your blog. http://www.youdamnkid.com/comics/ydk20061031.gif :) Posted by: Jenn at November 2, 2006 04:57 AM I can't believe you mentioned Sprouse-Reitz! We had one of those in our tiny town (Stayton, Oregon) and it was THE place to get most anything, including costumes. I don't remember any specific costumes, but I do remember the plastic masks. They STUNK at the end of the night from all the breathing and condensation and sweat and chemicals. Posted by: bakergirl at November 2, 2006 08:51 PM  |
