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I went as the man with the Red Right Hand (from the Nick Cave song) one year. Only three people on campus got it.
I also went as the dude from the cover of Sabbath’s “Paranoid.”
I went as Arthur Dent before it was fashionable.
I’ll let you judge which was weirdest.
My mom made really fantastic Halloween costumes for me every year when I was a child. From a pink cat to Paddington Bear to an Oreo Cookie (my fave) to far and away the best Rubik’s Cube and Pac Man of their corresponding years. And I won an award for my John Hancock building costume, finally, the only year we had a school contest.
But the year after that, when I was in 7th grade, we were trying to make a papier-mâché ice cream cone costume, and it just wasn’t working. We were running out of time. At the last minute, mom got out all this purple fabric (of varying patterns and textures) and just made me pants, shirt, gloves, headband, etc, and called me “purple”. It did not go over well. That was the last year mom was enlisted for this duty, and I was getting a little old for it anyway.
Oh wait! “Purple” was still the weirdest costume, but in 8th grade (the last year of middle school in these parts) she did make me a bag of jelly beans for Halloween. I just didn’t want my previous post’s misinformation to haunt the internets forever.
(That was a pretty good costume, but a plastic bag and balloons still doesn’t stand up to the full-body fabric costumes she made for me previous years. But the worst part about the jelly bean year didn’t have to do with the costume; it had to do with the stupid shoes I was wearing, the stupid tights, the stupid 8th grade haircut and lack of makeup, etc. 8th grade was not my year.)
(I alluded to this in my original question on AskMe…) At the age of 5, my friend’s kid had decided he was going to go vegan, weird because neither of his parents were even vegetarian. But the parents tried to indulge their son’s food choices as much as they could and still keep him as healthy as possible.
Last year, he announced he wanted to be “Soy Milk” for Halloween. So they dressed him up in a large box and covered it with a poster-sized blow up of a box of Trader Joe’s soy milk and he went trick or treating as soy milk. He got about twice as much candy as his brother who went as Batman.
A few years after I should have realized that I was too old for such nonsense but several years before I realized that you are never too old for such nonsense, my friend and I decided it would be clever if we dressed up as ‘tweedledee and the black-eyed pea’. I have no clue where this came from, but we also determined that I would be tweedledee from some crappy appalachian recasting of Alice in Wonderland, as I wore flannel, overalls, and a GMC trucks baseball hat with earflaps deployed. My friend put black makeup around one eye and wore a white t-shirt upon which a large black letter P was taped.
Naturally, we still went trick-or-treating, getting the derisive receptions that only 8th graders can get when they’re out after all the little kids have gone to bed. We inadvertently knocked on the door of my biggest crush of the time, and she answered the door, and gave us candy.
The next day, I took my transformers off my bedroom bookshelf and put them in a box in the closet.
My son decided to be a windshield wiper when he was three:
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My friend put black makeup around one eye and wore a white t-shirt upon which a large black letter P was taped.
I did that about 5 years ago!
When I was 7, I went as Link from the Legend Of Zelda. My Mom made me a cap and shield (with a Tri-force!) and everything.
Everyone. Everyone thought I was Robin Hood. It was very dissapointing.
Oh! I won a costume contest in High School for being the Phantom Of the Opera. There was a rpize invovled but I never got it until I asked …at the office, in full Phantom Drag. I got free cafeteria lunches for a week.
In Adulthood, I once went as Philip J. Fry. Red hair, white shirt, and red jacket. One girl got it.
Mostly I feel inferior to the friend who goes as a famous painting or photograph every year. His Mona Lisa (frame and all!) was …intimidating.
The little one was a goth cheerleader last year.
The year that I was 12, there was an election for mayor. So, yes, I went as a mayoral candidate, with a thrift store suit and homemade signs. I even had supporter pins (only 6 or so which ran out quickly.) I had pamphlets with my ‘platform’ about oil spills in the ocean (?). (What that has to do with municipal politics – who knows?) I still have a pamphlet somewhere. My memory of people’s response was that there were more than a few who were defensive when I tried to give them a pamphlet. There was another woman who talked to me more about the environment. That was nice. It wasn’t so weird as just kinda earnest and nerdy.
A fisherman, then a zoologist, then a writer. Now I’m a designer and programmer. No one has ever suggested male dancer or gigolo, so I’m thankful I never have had dreams in that regard.
Uh, my answer to a completely different question is pretty much the weirdest thing in here. I think Josh is going to ask me to stop commenting on his blogs soon.
I cut up a large plastic Fresnel magnification sheet into small squares. I randomly rearranged the squares into a new pattern. Some squares were backward and some “sideways”. I used clear tape to hold it all together. I attached this to a loop of coat hanger wire that was set in front of a backwards-facing baseball cap.
While wearing the baseball cap, someone looking at me would see my fact “pixelated” into weird little squares. So I went as “The Guy From the TV Show “Cops” Who Refused to Sign the Release Form”.