I harassed Ethan into dressing up. He came as a monkey. HA. I was Little Red Riding Hood, although someone asked me if I was "Red Riding Hood." I'm beginning to think that the omission of "Little" was intentional.
Halloween is one of those holidays that I never really think I'll enjoy until I realized I get to dress up like something, and eat candy with the sole excuse "It's Halloween!!" Too bad I started snacking on KitKats and Reese's a week before the actual holiday; I gained my post-Halloween pounds pre-Halloween! Oh well.
Yes.
Just a little glamor shot for all you Little Red Riding Hood enthusiasts out there.
Body shot. Enjoy the creepiness of my brother. My mom and I made my brother's, um... headsack. And my mom sewed my cape as well! I was demoted to fabric-cutter and pinner after we realized I can't sew for my life.
Tucker's girlfriend Cassidy was Wilma, and Tucker made a magical transition into Fred Flinstone later that night.
Ethan did the gutting for me because I didn't want to get dirty.
There it is, ladies and gentleman, the VIP of the evening: the power drill. Quick and easy with adorable results. If I do say so myself. And I do.
3 comments:
You are just the prettiest little red riding hood. I love your overall look!
aw, thanks for the nice comment you also left for me! I like how you didn't just leave one plain three worded thing like some strangers may tend to do. That really touched my heart a little!!
I adore the Red Riding hood outfit sooo much! great job! and the monkey was a good idea. My husband NEVER dresses up away from his normal attire no matter how much I beg him to. :(
That polka dotted pumpkin is the best!
And yes, Weezer has long been my fave. Their new album is quite fun. I've been dancing to it all week.
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