>> Monday, November 2, 2009
I used to make costumes for theater, back when I was in college, and I miss it. I've gotten good enough with a sewing machine and fabric that I can even often make things up as I go along without a pattern, or at least make major modifications to a pattern. However, I have very few excuses for doing so. I don't have time for donating my efforts for a local theater troupe, no kids in need of Halloween costumes, and honestly, it's way more fun when I'm making costumes for myself rather than someone else anyway.
Hence, my love of Halloween.
Halloween allows me to be one of my alter egos for a few hours. And I have soooo many alter egos. The ones that are generally vying most aggressively for a night on the town are the historical ones. A few years ago Spouse and I attended a Dickensian-themed holiday gala, for which I created this:
Sadly, spouse refused to dress the part for a 17th Century masquerade. As soon as I said the words "doublet and breeches" his face turned slightly rigid, and he solemnly pronounced he thought his three-piece suit and a mask would do just fine. Spoil sport.