About a month ago, when the long anticipated invite to the Williamson's Halloween party came in the mail I thought it would be hilarious to go as Katy Perry in her dot candy dress and make the cupcake suit for Pete Dog. I scoped out the perfect fabric for his jacket and even bought a pattern--it's supposed to make a pirate coat but I was pretty sure I could cut the tails off and, as Mr. Gunn would say, make it work.
After a couple more six-day work weeks I rationalized that I could still make the cupcake jacket, and Snoop Pete could wear black suit pants. And all would be good.
Yeah, ok. Except I didn't make anything.
Except the decision to abandon the California Gurrrls idea and troll the Martha Stewart website.
Mummies! I could totally make mummies in the time left until Halloween...
Got the long underwear, bought the cheesecloth, invested in the appropriate make up and....all of a sudden it was Friday night. All the crap I'd bought for these costumes are still in the JoAnn fabric bag, in the back of my car, along side the as yet uncarved pumpkins and some LED lights I was going to string in some bare branches that I was going to get and jam into my urns.
Not to mention the fabric to make a Dracula cape for Hayd and some woolly fleece stuff to make a Hippie vest for Tate.
Is it too early to start writing my Mother of the Year acceptance speech?
The only thing keeping me from crying in my chardonnay is the fact that tears would only further water down the cheap stuff that passes for the house wine at Chez Ellinwood.
And then I cracked open facebook. In addition to being a colossal time waster and narcissist enabler of the first order, it can also come in pretty handy when you need to steal an idea or two.
The second I saw this snap of Sophie and the Fabozzi gals on Megan's facebook page, I knew that I could put together a couple of Ooompa Loompa outfits in about 15 minutes.
One quick trip to Wally World, et voila!
Why do I always go for gross/funny and never cute/sexy? Discuss amongst yourselves.
And Happy Halloween....