A little history first.
Four Halloweens ago I dressed up as Amy Winehouse. This was when she was at the height of her career, with hits on the radio and a Grammy under her belt. Shortly after she began making news for her unsavory drug habit, for which she eventually went to rehab. It apparently didn't take, because she was found dead of an apparent drug overdose on July 23rd of this year.
And thus my costume idea for this year.
My problem was that I had nowhere to wear it. So I decided to create a place to wear it, and hosted a Halloween party with a few friends.
We scheduled the party for this weekend, when my sister was visiting from Indiana. She arrived in Minneapolis on Tuesday of this past week and spent three days with our girls during a break from school. They had an amazing time, going to the Children's Museum, going shopping, making dinner for us in the evening. We were utterly spoiled by her presence.
And because Kristi is an amazing, outgoing person, she packed a costume and was ready for the party with people she's never met.
Back to my costume idea.
Here is the original, circa 2007.
|(Damn blogger, won't let it display in portrait. Tilt your head and deal.)|
|What do you mean I'm dead?|
Kristi, court jester.
Lindsey, big bad wolf in grandma's clothing.
Marissa, the wicked witch.
Wayne dressed as himself, though he did pull out the orange Monster Dash t-shirt that had a skeleton on the front.
The party was a smash, with princesses, ballerinas, witches and others running around the house and on the swing outside, while adults in various costumes nibbled on food and visited over a beer or glass of wine.
It was a great time. Who knows, if someone else famous that I can imitate dies next year, we may just have to do it again. I've got a whole stack of "undead" make up to use up.