For someone who obsesses with most big holidays, whether or not they're native to either of my home countries or not - people would be surprised to know that I've never celebrated proper Halloween.
Get me right, I've occasionally have been dragged out on Halloween at the last minute and been forced to buy a £2.50 black mask from Tesco - but that is literally it. No 4 week countdown, no sewing feathers onto a head dress, no witch themed cupcakes, no dry ice cocktails. It's extra surprising considering my general love for anything a bit camp. Seriously, the first time I saw a mardi gras I nearly cried because it was so beautiful in all its' tackiness.
Unfortunately there was still no real Halloween party for me this time around due to an outfit mishap. In other words, my sea shell crown had not arrived! Disaster.
In terms of Halloween celebrations, I had to settle for making pumpkin lanterns for the first time. Seeing as I'm not all that creative - this was never going to be a great success.
The frustration started with actually just carving the damn seeds out. It took frickin' forever and the world's most annoying seeds just kept reproducing and the more I dug, the more seeds were there. Why on earth did I have to get two pumpkins?
Once emptied (both pumpkin and patience) I thought it would be a clever idea to make myself a clown! Somewhere along the way I missed the note on learning to walk before attempting to run.
It was probably the creepiest clown ever - but that was sadly because he looked a bit like a clown whom someone had stabbed in the face with a fork. Which is pretty much what happened.
The next lantern was far more classic and much less freestyle. And coincidently, a lot less creepy than the clown cousin.
Halloween - still not my favourite holiday..!
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| Jack and the mutilated clown. |
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