I normally hate most pictures of myself but these shots from Halloween aren't repulsing me, because I am hidden under my pink wig, witch hat and a ton of eye makeup. Here, too, is the luxurious velvet coat my husband's grandmother gave me a long time ago. At this point it is one of the fanciest garments I own, although I hope to keep adding to my fashion collection.
This is so Brooklyn with the chipped paint on the shuttered storefront.
With my son, the pirate. Where I live in Brooklyn the kids trick-or-treat on Seventh Avenue, where the shop owners give out candy. There is not as much of the traditional house-to-house trick-or-treating you find in the rest of the country. I saw some of my neighbors on the block had left bowls of candy out on their stoops for the kids to select as they walked by. I did the same and it worked like a charm. Bye-bye candy!
With my son the pirate, and my daughter Thomas the Tank Engine.
Hope everyone had a great Halloween! Now let's get busy with those turkeys...