Eric and I went down to San Antonio for Halloween. We spent the afternoon with friends. (see post below) After we finished carving our masterpieces we went to my parents house to have dinner and pass out candy.
I forgot to bring my 60's costume that I wore to a Halloween party last week and Eric definitely didn't bring his Reno 911 costume, so I needed to find another one before the kids started to come to our door for candy. Now I know I didn't NEED a costume but wearing one just makes the night so much more fun. I decided to look through my closet in my old room and try to find something I could wear.
I scanned through all my old outdated clothes I still had in the closet and found the perfect costume.
When I turned 15 my parents threw me a quinceanera. If you don't know what that is, check out the Wiki definition here. It was a big celebration that included a big dress.
So what did I do when I found it in the closet...I put in on, along with a tiara and petticoat from my sister's wedding dress. I was the Mexican version of Cinderella. I kept it on the whole time I passed out candy.
The clock struck midnight...(9:30) and my dress turned back into (reluctantly took off my dress) my normal clothes.
But it was ok, because Eric and I got to enjoy some homemade cream cheese frosting my dad had made for a carrot cake!