My favorite thing about Halloween is dressing up in costumes. I’ve always thought that costume parties should be thrown all year long, because who doesn’t love the chance to dress up as their favorite character or a scary monster or any of the thousands of other costumes available. I think it’s why I wanted to be an actress for so long when I was young. I always dream up these gorgeous costume ideas…if only I had Hollywood costume designer around to make them possible.
But instead of writing an ode to my favorite costumes, I thought I’d take a moment to remember my worst Halloween costume, because it’s always fun to look back and laugh at ourselves, right? Fortunately (or unfortunately maybe, depending on who you are) I don’t have any pictures of the costume or, if I do, I have no idea where they are. And really, I don’t know why I’m laughing at myself, because I didn’t actually choose my costume that year.
It was a year or two after I moved to Minnesota and I was friends with a girl who lived on my block. For Halloween that year, her mom decided that she should dress up as a Christmas tree. Apparently her mom knew someone who dressed her daughter up as a Christmas tree and it won an award, so her mom wrapped her up in a green garland, hung some ornaments and they may have even put a star on her head.
Since I was going trick-or-treating with her that year, my mom had a brilliant idea: I should dress up as a Christmas present. She wrapped a box in wrapping paper, made holes for my head and arms and put a bow on it.
There were a few things wrong with this costume (other than the fact that I always liked the scary characters and here I was, dressed up as a Christmas present):
1) The Christmas present was bigger than the tree. The “tree” part of my friend’s costume ended at her waist. My box went below my knees.
2) There were steps leading up to the front door at most of the houses on my block. Let me repeat: my box went below my knees.
I came home with torn wrapping paper at the bottom of my box and the costume that went down in my costume history as the worst Halloween costume ever.
But on the plus side for a mother, she was able to bundle me up underneath the box so that I stayed warm on my short and embarrassing trek around the neighborhood.
What was your worst Halloween costume?
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