The Tacky Texans. Oh my lands, I love these two. R was the Pied Piper tonight, and led eight children from house to house. The jury is still out on whether or not she had more fun than the kids.
Don't they look GREAT?!?
On to my posse. The wizard came together via a thrift store sheet, some poster board and a pair of gloves that R snagged at the Lucy in Disguise garage sale.
There is my kid's version of Dementor. He found the cape (a wee bit too small) at the thrift store and combined it with another old ninja costume he had. That's my boy!
The fairy came together beautifully. The skirt is actually a lingerie TOP I found at the thrift store. Just cut off the spaghetti straps, hemmed it over and added elastic. Shirt also from thrift store (Fill-a-Bag for $5, thank you very much!). The wings came from an old coat hanger and some 33 cent knee highs.
Our ballroom dancer in disguise simply wore a dress from her sister's dress-up bin (gifted to the girls by their aunt years ago at Christmas). Topped off with the awesome mask, a gift from the Tacky Texans. Long white gloves which were also snagged at the Lucy in Disguise garage sale, and my white fringy belt I crocheted years ago.
The fortune teller is a combination of said skirt I wore to BlogHer, a scarf gifted to me this past spring by Sara, one of my wraps, every single bead necklace she could possibly find, and a "crystal ball" borrowed from sweet R. Oh yeah, and her headband was one of my mother's old hair scarves. Ya' know ... to keep the beehive under control in the wind.
Last, but certainly not least, was the happy couple. Our costumes were formulated recently by the Tacky Texans and Technomadia (who blessed us with a week of their presence before heading farther east and even soon-to-be the island of St. John). I am Medusa. He looked at me and turned into ... a Rolling Stone.
How stinkin' cute is THAT? R was so kind to come over today and take my makeup to the limit. She also let me borrow her snake earrings. Cause she's cool like that and HAS SNAKE EARRINGS! My ensemble was concocted from a sheet I found at the - you guessed it - thrift store.
Let's also say what you're all thinking: my husband looks EXACTLY like a young Mick Jagger. Right?
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