Skunk, Age 6

My beloved skunk costume, with its oh-so-fluffy tail. This was my costume for grade one – I remember our (fantastic) teacher dressed up as an old man and tried to fool us all, but…we figured it out (thanks to a lot of screaming and finger pointing).

We're just so goofy and lovable

Huzzah! Two years ago my husband and I got dressed up with around 80 people who were near and dear to us, ate great food and drinks, laughed, tossed pigs and had a sword fight. We got married somewhere in there too.

Skeleton, Ages 4 and 5

Did I mention that the skeleton costume glowed in the dark? It glowed in the dark. (I never put on glow-in-the-dark makeup up, but I drew it this way, just for kicks). I remember being in kindergarten and being in the little kindergarten Halloween march around different classrooms – and in one class, one older, dressed as a pirate, pointed me out and said “Hey, lookit the skeleton! Cool!” …good times, good times.

Skeleton, Ages 4 and 5

One of my most awesome costumes, that was later revisited in life, and was anatomically correct (unlike the drawing you see here). My mom made every single one of my costumes, up until a few years ago, and she excelled at the skeleton get-ups, making sure all dem bones were accurate.

Witch, Age 3

When I was three I got to choose, for the first time, what my costume for Halloween would be. Apparently I was very enthusiastic about being a witch. Very enthusiastic.

My smile – which has plagued many-a-photo despite requests to ‘Kristin, be nice! – hasn’t changed much since, I just have better teeth now.

Pink Bunny, Age 2

October can’t help but be an awesome month. It’s the month of my wedding anniversary, my mom’s birthday, and some of the best holidays of the year, including Day of the Dead, Halloween, and Thanksgiving. There’s pumpkin pie, apple pie, turkey pie, apple cider, pumpkin carving, candy candy candy, and best of all, costumes.

In the spirit of this glorious month, I’ll be doing some quick cartoony self-portraits (scribbled in pencil, coloured quickly on the wacom) of my Halloween self through the years. Hopefully I can remember everything I was (not to mention what I/the costumes looked like)!

So here I am, age 2, as a pink bunny. I don’t remember this at all. I like to think that my parents dressed me as such because of their love for A Christmas Story.