Oct 3
5 min read
Haunted by Wretched Halloween Costumes
The fashion glitch no one talks about
I don’t remember my first Halloween costume but I was probably a ghost. My parents were cheap AF and it was 1971. Dad walked us through the ‘hood, making sure we both found our way home.
The safe suburban streets were littered with leaves crunching underfoot, while a nearly full moon cast its iridescent glow.
