autumn doesn't begin for a week yet, but i will be ready. half of me rushes the season, half of me waits until it is really, officially, in the air.
i don't think this costume is around anymore, but i have this one picture of it. it is perhaps from my second halloween (i think i only began trick-or-treating when i was three, and this looks like me at four.) my expression in this picture, not to mention the way i am holding my arms, serves as a reminder of what it felt like to wear this -- it was itchy. it was burlap. it was also a damn sight better than just having a sheet over you, or a flammable costume from woolworth's, and i knew it. my mom made it.