Hallowe'en...
Hit the Goodwill in San Marcos today to find things for the Impertinent Daughter's Halloween costume. The Impossible Son is all set to go as a Clone Trooper, complete with battered face mask (I couldn't talk him into letting me paint his face to look like the mask, even though Miss Priss told him I'm actually very good at it. He wasn't convinced) and a blaster that makes sounds.
The Impertinent Daughter couldn't decide at first. She either wanted to be Howl from Howl's Moving Castle or Gackt or a broken Gothy doll. She decided on the doll, finally. So, over the last two weekends, we've gotten a black crinoline for her, a long haired black wig, and white face make-up, since I couldn't convince her to just let me use an extremely pale base makeup for her. Oh well, she knows what she wants. I need to find dusting powder to keep the makeup from sliding off her face, but that will come later.
I haven't been to Goodwill in a long time, and it brought back pleasant memories of hitting the thrift stores in Houston with my best friend. Some of them were really cool, and you never knew what you were going to find in them. Others were very, very scary, and we alternately put on our "Don't Fuck With Me" faces, or became surgically attached and made a beeline for the door to escape. But it was always interesting and fun, and you never know what you're going to find in those stacks of clothing. Harbingers of the seventies, with lurid colors and mucho polyester, the bad kind? Or a really nice brown skirt which, when I opened it to look for a size, I discovered to be a Donna Karan? No, I didn't buy it (ducks when she hears the howls of protest) because... it wasn't my size, or the Impertinent Daughter's either. I found a jacket that MIGHT work, with black lace sleeves, and a white bodice, but when I tried it on her, it didn't fit in the right places, and when I turned it inside out to see if I could take it up, I discovered it had already been taken up, and in such a way that made it impossible for me to do it again! GRRRRR!!!
In the meantime, Miss Priss found a pleated, plaid skirt that had obviously been part of a school uniform at some point, and it was in excellent condition and better yet, her size. Then we found a jacket that worked perfectly with the skirt (YAY), and THEN, we found these short black ankle boots with a 2 inch heel that were PERFECT. Ut was great, and when we got home, so we could throw all the various elements together, I was stunned at how big my girl has gotten. Y'all, I've only got three inches on her, height-wise. She's five feet tall, and I'm five foot three.
*shriek*
And she's only 12!!!
I think I was like... four foot six when I was twelve! I was certainly short!
I have to say, the male half of the family was extremely patient with us as the female half shopped. Of course, Mr. Impossible found some toys for himself, a water rocket and a bag of little plastic farm animals that will probably find a way to stab me in the instep as I try to navigate the house at night, barefoot. THO found two shirts and a blue sweater that makes his eyes really POP (well, that was the way the Impertinent One put it!).
All in all, a successful shopping trip.
I can't wait until we put it all together. We'll do a dry run of the makeup to see how it goes, and I guess I'll be posting photos after Halloween! It should be interesting, that's for sure!
The Impertinent Daughter couldn't decide at first. She either wanted to be Howl from Howl's Moving Castle or Gackt or a broken Gothy doll. She decided on the doll, finally. So, over the last two weekends, we've gotten a black crinoline for her, a long haired black wig, and white face make-up, since I couldn't convince her to just let me use an extremely pale base makeup for her. Oh well, she knows what she wants. I need to find dusting powder to keep the makeup from sliding off her face, but that will come later.
I haven't been to Goodwill in a long time, and it brought back pleasant memories of hitting the thrift stores in Houston with my best friend. Some of them were really cool, and you never knew what you were going to find in them. Others were very, very scary, and we alternately put on our "Don't Fuck With Me" faces, or became surgically attached and made a beeline for the door to escape. But it was always interesting and fun, and you never know what you're going to find in those stacks of clothing. Harbingers of the seventies, with lurid colors and mucho polyester, the bad kind? Or a really nice brown skirt which, when I opened it to look for a size, I discovered to be a Donna Karan? No, I didn't buy it (ducks when she hears the howls of protest) because... it wasn't my size, or the Impertinent Daughter's either. I found a jacket that MIGHT work, with black lace sleeves, and a white bodice, but when I tried it on her, it didn't fit in the right places, and when I turned it inside out to see if I could take it up, I discovered it had already been taken up, and in such a way that made it impossible for me to do it again! GRRRRR!!!
In the meantime, Miss Priss found a pleated, plaid skirt that had obviously been part of a school uniform at some point, and it was in excellent condition and better yet, her size. Then we found a jacket that worked perfectly with the skirt (YAY), and THEN, we found these short black ankle boots with a 2 inch heel that were PERFECT. Ut was great, and when we got home, so we could throw all the various elements together, I was stunned at how big my girl has gotten. Y'all, I've only got three inches on her, height-wise. She's five feet tall, and I'm five foot three.
*shriek*
And she's only 12!!!
I think I was like... four foot six when I was twelve! I was certainly short!
I have to say, the male half of the family was extremely patient with us as the female half shopped. Of course, Mr. Impossible found some toys for himself, a water rocket and a bag of little plastic farm animals that will probably find a way to stab me in the instep as I try to navigate the house at night, barefoot. THO found two shirts and a blue sweater that makes his eyes really POP (well, that was the way the Impertinent One put it!).
All in all, a successful shopping trip.
I can't wait until we put it all together. We'll do a dry run of the makeup to see how it goes, and I guess I'll be posting photos after Halloween! It should be interesting, that's for sure!