I don't understand what I (on the left) was supposed to be for Halloween 1986. I'm wearing a Little House on the Prairie dress with a cheap cardboard and glitter crown, a wand, and hooker makeup. Princess Prostitute, perhaps? My little sister (right) looks like she has a bad case of rosacea, but I think that was just our mom's attempt to make her look rosy-cheeked and wholesome.
I would also like to add that my older sister (middle) BEGGED for that Wonder Woman costume for weeks. She put in on, we took this picture and then she looked at herself in the mirror. The mask scared her so badly that she started screaming and refused to wear it for the rest of the night.