One year I went to a Halloween party as a rose garden. I had a long grass-green-colored robe on which I pinned fake roses. There were no prizes for costumes or I would have won.
My best costume was the Starbucks cup of coffee, made from descending-in-size hula hoops with a sheet, accurately painted as a cup. My hat was a dollop of whipped cream. It should have won the best prize. I lost that contest to a pre-purchased costume.
I love the play-on-words, clever ideas, odd portrayals that make you think. If I had thought of this one, and if I had the time, and if it weren’t a midterm election year, I would have recreated this, political or not.
I’ll continue the search for my next costume which probably resides in my closet. Happy Halloween weekend! Let the festivities begin.
