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girlwithjournalThis probably wasn't officially a meme, but I think by being at least the third person in a chain of posters, that probably makes it one now.
Things I've been for Halloween (and now comes the great taxing of the memory):
I don't think I dressed up when I was 0 or 1. But I certainly did when I was two, and so starting with that year I was....
A green cat.
A red cow.
A clown.
A fairy princess.
A witch.
A mermaid.
... oh my god, I've forgotten the costumes of two whole years! ...
A winged centaur.
A minstrel.
A hippogryph.
... umm... two more years go by, in which I am __ and __ (but I would guess that one year I was a vampire, and the other I may conceivably have worn my fencing gear) ...
Athena.
A Venetian Carnivale-goer.
Keats' poetry.
Then I didn't really dress up when I was in Oxford, so that's four years without costumes. And for the last couple of years, since I've been in Berkeley, I've been a vampire (the first year in plainclothes, last year wearing my red skirt and corset, so a more fashionable and ancient sort of vampire). This year I'm wearing some old Ren-Faire clothes of mine, and last night, since I was just in normal clothing, I was straight. When my mom gets home from Arrowhead, or at least once she gets back in range on her cell-phone, I'll try phoning her and see if she can remember any other costumes.
ETA 2/17/05: I've finally remembered that in third grade (possibly 4th, but certainly one of the two missing years in there) I was Zelda. My friend Jasper Linke dressed up as Link.
Things I've been for Halloween (and now comes the great taxing of the memory):
I don't think I dressed up when I was 0 or 1. But I certainly did when I was two, and so starting with that year I was....
A green cat.
A red cow.
A clown.
A fairy princess.
A witch.
A mermaid.
... oh my god, I've forgotten the costumes of two whole years! ...
A winged centaur.
A minstrel.
A hippogryph.
... umm... two more years go by, in which I am __ and __ (but I would guess that one year I was a vampire, and the other I may conceivably have worn my fencing gear) ...
Athena.
A Venetian Carnivale-goer.
Keats' poetry.
Then I didn't really dress up when I was in Oxford, so that's four years without costumes. And for the last couple of years, since I've been in Berkeley, I've been a vampire (the first year in plainclothes, last year wearing my red skirt and corset, so a more fashionable and ancient sort of vampire). This year I'm wearing some old Ren-Faire clothes of mine, and last night, since I was just in normal clothing, I was straight. When my mom gets home from Arrowhead, or at least once she gets back in range on her cell-phone, I'll try phoning her and see if she can remember any other costumes.
ETA 2/17/05: I've finally remembered that in third grade (possibly 4th, but certainly one of the two missing years in there) I was Zelda. My friend Jasper Linke dressed up as Link.
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I just convinced a whole gaggle of children (some as old as ten, I'd hazard) that my vampire teeth were real. Which means that I almost didn't mind them taking nearly all of the candy in my basket. Their chaperone (old sister? mother?) thought it was hilarious; she asked if I liked drinking blood, to which I replied yes, it's tasty, at which the children all ran screaming. Hee hee. Anyway, when they were gone, there was only one Reese's pb cup left, so I rescued it for myself; and I had to open the second bags of 3 Musketeers and Milky Way Midnights. I'll have to remember how popular Reeses are for next year; nearly all of the kids have been choosing those (so that they'd have gone first even without this recent greedy horde).
