Last weekend was the Trunk or Treat (why do they call it Trunk or Treat? What does the Trunk option involve?) for the Highlands Ward.
I’m always excited to dress up – and I generally go for the more intellectual costume ideas – I play a generic housewife in every day life with my sweat pants and greasy hair, so a generic costume idea is totally out for me.
remember the year I went as Gold? Like, Au… 79 Protons? YES! From the Periodic Table!!!
So, this year, everyone in my family was a famous artist.
Danny, kinda, started the idea by saying months ago that he wanted to be Bob Ross for Halloween.
Originally I thought, “hey the rest of us can be Happy Little Trees,” but that just didn’t satisfy my hubristic need to be different than the other costumed families on the internet.
So the two and a half year old was Vincent Van Gogh.
I can’t believe we got him to keep a bandage on his head all night! I’m so glad he is still too young to care about what his costume is.
The baby was Picasso. I considered going as a French woman, since I would be holding the baby all night (because Pablo loved the French ladies), but just because history was dicey, doesn’t mean our family costume had to be.
Besides, we all had to be artists.
I went as Frida Kahlo (hence the unibrow) I had smudged a bit of dark eyeshadow on my upper lip, but before we left the house, my husband told me it was weirding him out…what a party pooper.
The uni-brow was weirding him out too.
According to him I was “ruining one of my best features.” So touched, was I, that I removed my fake stache to please him. I couldn’t remove the uni-brow, because then I would just be another pretty face in a Mexican blouse!
I was really impressed how many people recognized my costume!
We had a lot of fun with the Ward that night and when we got home, Danny pulled out his camera to look at the pictures we took.
He looked over at me and said, “our first family photo together has you with a uni-brow in it.”
That’s when I reminded him that our first family photo was taken weeks ago…
I’m so glad I can laugh at myself.