So, my Halloween outfit was something like a gothic housewife…
perhaps the dark side of Betty Draper.
Death was there, drinking a beer.
So was Jesus, also sipping a beer. I’m glad we can all get along.
On the other hand, there are some who can’t. Prime example: Elin & Tiger Woods. (Although I think Tiger looks a tad too happy, no?)
I kind of regret not dressing up as Dia de los Muertos, like this pretty lady. Maybe next year?
Although, I think a human disco ball is pretty cool too. It spun around and everything!
I never buy anything for my costumes. I like the challenge of throwing something together with what I have at home. Last minute, of course.
The leotard, skirts, belt, pearl necklace and mask are all from H&M. The bag and earrings are vintage, the bracelet is from Majorca (bought nearly two decades ago). The wig has been part of other Halloween getups, including Betty Boop and Black Marilyn.
The stockings are from Betsy Johnson and the fuzzy housewife slippers are from Fredericks of Hollywood — I do actually wear them out on normal days, and sometimes when I vacuum (maybe).
