Since people here (and on Flickr) were interested in this dressie, I thought I'd post the rest of the photos as a Halloweenie Style Files!
+ Vintage dress. Not sure if you can tell but the flowers have a gingham pattern (you can see better on the previous post!) and the top is puckered like little girl's Polly Flinders dress. Super duper cute, but a wee bit scratchy (it's a poly blend but feels a little woolen.)
+ Pink tights from We Love Colors.
+ Black suede boots. Vintage. But not that old, methinks
+ Pink pumpkin....TARGET!
+ Oh and some scary cupcakes. YUM!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
One more day to Halloween folks. OK, I know I'm kind of on "personal photo overload" here lately, and I promise to get back to our regularly schedule programming next week, but I had to share these with you. It's kind of a funny story. So you guys know how much I love to dress up—and yet my sweet boy Wolfie has never liked it. Which pains me greatly. I had visions of making him superhero capes...astronaut outfits...cool pirate get ups. The works! Nope. My lil stubborn charmer wasn't havin' it. And Halloween was no better! It all began when he was two. I got him this super cute cowboy outfit...it came with wee chaps, a cowboy shirt and a cute little vest. The thing is, Wolfie liked his jackets/hoodies always zipped up. And a vest? Well it's like a perpetually "open" jacket. He didn't like this ONE BIT. Oh the dramatics!
He threw himself on the ground like a cartoon character, sobbing. Greg and I looked at each other half laughing half shaking our heads....like "Really? All this over a VEST?" Thankfully Wolfie has a pretty sweet little disposition and gets over things quickly. Once the offending vest was removed, he was all sunshine again.
The next year I had a great plan. Greg and I would go as Mr. & Mrs. Frankensteins—and Wolfie would be the Crazy Mad Scientist. Genius, right? I can make his hair all crazy, and he could wear the wee little lab coat I found him....buttoned up! Greg looked great.
I left Wolfie help me with my eye make up so he wouldn't be scared of my wig. Needless to say, this was a huge success.
But when it came time for his own costume, well...once again, you can see how Wolfie felt about all this:
I explained to him that Halloween was all about dressing up, and really he could be anything he wanted to. After some thought he declared. "I want to be a pumpkin." "Um.....a pumpkin?" "Yes. Pumpkin." "Wolfie you know a pumpkin is kind of round, and poofy right? Are you sure you want to be a pumpkin?" "Yes, I want a pumpkin." OK. So I have to admit that I was totally terrible and thought to myself "A PUMPKIN???? Oh c'mon!" But a pumpkin it was. I searched high and low for a non-poofy pumpkin and finally found one. I came home triumphant. YES! Wolfie will be so excited! Except......
Oy! I finally calmed him down and negotiated a bribe. "If you wear the costume, you can have some chips." (he's a salty boy, not a big fan of sweets....). With a sigh, he was resigned to his fate:
The final verdict: "I'll wear it. But I won't like it."
By the next day (which was actually Halloween) he had a change of heart and happily wore Ze Pumpkin. Hallelujah!
Oh my silly little Wolfie. I'm happy to report last year was amazingly struggle free! His friend Emmy got him into Pokemon and decided he wanted to be Pikachu. Not only did he wear the outfit, he wore the kooky hat dealie too! Whooo hoo! We even got Greg dressed up as Ash (Pikachu's "boy").
HAPPY HALLOWEEN YA'LL!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
This year we went to not one, but TWO pumpkin patches. One was in the Santa Cruz area and super sweet with an apple orchard and AMAZING pies. The other was just this past weekend at the Western Railway Train Museum and is totally charming and unique. You ride a vintage train out for about 10 minutes or so out to the pumpkin patch, which is in the middle of nowhere. There they have a huge maze made out of bales of hay, games, llamas (not sure how they qualify as Halloweenie, but who am I to argue!), amazing little old lady bake-sale treats, BBQ and live music. It's a grand ol time for sure! How about you guys? Any pumpkin patch action in yer neck o' the woods?
Here is our day at the apple orchard pumpkin patch! My favorite picture is Wolfie trying to heave that heavy pumpkin!
I'm working on a little Marie Antoinette inspired project at work and have been playing lots of classical to get me in the mood. Vivaldi's Four Seasons is playing right now and it reminded me of these cute pics for Storytime Tuesday. This is from yet another of my Encyclopedia Britannica books. So simple yet so charming. The sweater on that little dog kills me. Hilarious!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
So I was in Target the other day and wandered into the Halloween aisle. I was kind of bummed out and horrified by all the creepy masks—the weirdo from the Saw movies, the Scream ghoul, random slashers. I thought to myself, "Where is the childhood innocence? Who lets their kid be a crazy murderer?? These masks are terrifying! It's not like back in the day when we were kids!"
Um.....OK. So I'm not sure when you last looked at old school Halloween masks, but shut mah mouth because some of these are positively terrifying!!! The cheap plastic only adds to the appeal. Of course I still love 'em all. And they're miles better than Scream. We'll start out with some of my faves. Look at this motley crue. Each kid is better than the next:
i confess, my heart belongs to the little stressed out Planet of the Apes guy on the end though.
The Snoopy. Hee. Not sure what's happening with the faceless Mr. Skelly.
These cute lil cowpokes are from 1951. I love that you can see her little dress in the reflection of the mirror. So sweet!
Here are the same happy kidlets one year later:
I’m amazed at this nonchalant baby:
If this kid showed up at my door step I’d run screaming. I can't imagine anything more terrifying! Oh wait, that's because this little creeper cutie hadn't showed up yet:
This poor child is like a Tretchikoff painting on acid. 1954.
I can't stop starring at and giggling at this next child:
This poor girl….looks like a classic victim of the dreaded, “It’s too cold out there, you wear a coat under that costume or you’ll catch your death of cold!” I always hated when mom made us wear our coats under our costumes.
This next one kills me too. Devils in Flannel Granny NIghties.
OK, check out the wig on the little nurse. Hee.
I love this one. What child decided that they want to be George Washington? So cute.
And finally, my favorite of the bunch:
The Colonel Sanders girl? I mean....c'mon now. I can't wait for Halloween this year. How about you??
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