When the child turned around the blogger could see that she had painted a black unibrow on her forehead.
She was dressed as Frida Khalo!
I loved all the unique and homemade costumes, much more than those icky plastic and shiny rayon ones that came from the five and dime. The masks were sweaty and your mouth always got wet, and the costume itself never had any FIT to it. I was a big one for having things as realistic as possible. Somehow an icky knee length thin nylon Princess Dress with glued on sparkle flakes just wasn't REAL enough for me.
I wish I had pictures of all my Halloween costumes through the ages, but I don't. In digging around I did find this one: