Helloween With Mom

images-2  I always loved Halloween, and not just for the candy, although what a concept if you’re a little kid.

Sugar in bulk.

My only complaint was my annual handmade costume my dear mother would refer to as, Ha Couture, consisting of leotards and a shirt she stole from my father. Despite the fact she’d change my identity, I still looked the same whether I was a beatnik, hobo, or Audrey Heartburn, her idea of Halloween humor.

She also had cocktail napkins that said…Eat Drink and Be Scary.

Every couple of years she’d make me a clown, my least favorite getup since she’d rub big circles of rouge on my cheeks along with fake ears, a Lana Turner wig and my father’s golf shoes she’d stuff with Kleenex. I’d cry and beg her to please buy me a costume like all the other kids, but she’d laugh and say, “No sirree, my daughter will always be an original.”

No shit ma, with a mother like you what else could I be.

One year she did try going out of the box by turning me into Chef Boyardee. Rather than my big red shirt I wore a white one with tomato sauce all down the front. My chef’s hat was so big I couldn’t see where I was going. I looked more like a Klansman than a cook.

But the payoff was the candy. This was in the day when no one worried about poison or hidden razor blades. All bets were off when you came to the door. Nowadays kids have their goodies put through a scanner in case Anthrax was sprinkled on their Milk Duds.

Sadly, most kids in the city only go to private parties rather than door to door. That was half the fun, being out after dark with your father in tow making sure you didn’t lose his golf shoes.

When I look back, I’m glad life was more innocent when I was trick or treating. If Mrs. Blyer or Min across the street came to the door holding a permit with plastic gloves, I might have run away with my dad yelling, “Be careful of those shoes now.”

Shiver me timbers

SB

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to Helloween With Mom

  1. micklively says:

    Do modern children really have to negotiate poisons and razor blades? What is this world coming to?
    Trick-or-treating has never been a custom I’ve warmed to. It seemed an Americanisation of our culture to me; British kids should be doing “Penny for the Guy” at this time of year, imho. I don’t feel strongly enough to resort to murder of innocents.
    Do you have photos of you in the clown outfits and/or could they be blackmail material? 😉

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    • I don’t have any pictures…too bad, because I would have gladly posted them so you could all feel sorry for me. My clown was very John Waters as opposed to Bozo. I think I was a cross dresser before it was fashionable.

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  2. Elle Knowles says:

    Horrors! I was the queen of handmade costumes as per my post yesterday. Lol! I guess it would have been different if you could have actually dressed as something you wanted to be. But you were probably the cutest clown on the block! And I agree – Halloween used to be much simpler. I guess you have no little goblins coming to your door tonight? Happy Halloween! 🙂

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  3. katecrimmins says:

    That was how Halloween was. No bought costumes in my neighborhood. All creative (or really stupid looking). They were innocent days. In fact, the kids would trick or treat on two or three days to make sure they hit everyone.

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  4. skinnyuz2b says:

    Back in the 50s and early 60s I loved the day of candy. My least favorite costume was the year my brother and I had homemade pig outfits with curly tails. I only wanted princess outfits.
    After trading candy with my brother, we’d each take any that neither of us wanted, set up a candy store, and sell it to my father!

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  5. My costumes were always homemade and I kept that tradition by making my kids costumes too!

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  6. I only went out trick-or-treating once when I was young, although my sisters’ kids get really into it. It does seem a lot more fun than just going to a private party. We only got about 15 kids come to our house this year, although it is a small town. Oh well, more candy for us.

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