Trick or Treat

Not that long ago Halloween meant two things to me. Either stay at home and watch TV while I gave out a little candy or get some really slutty, fun costume on and go to a party. The best outing in that incarnation was 1999 at a party in Oakland as a naughty doctor. It was lousy with athletes who had gone to Cal (sigh, brief staring off into space as I think about those bodies flirting with me and asking for a check up. sigh). A friend of mine is one of the owners of Trashy Lingerie.  They have great stuff, and if you are so inclined to be a hot mommy, you can order online.

One of these days I will slip on my naughty gas station attendant or whatever, but not when I’m walking my daughter around the hood. So, what does a mother wear and not embarrass herself or her family? I think I came up with it.

Halloween on the Fashion Team

Oh, look at the little doggy!  He cried if I put on the part that went on his head, but take my word for it it’s a doggy costume. Rex’s second appearance on the Fashion Team. The first was when he was 9 days old ’cause momma can’t miss a paycheck.

Vivien was suppose to have appeared as Sleeping Beauty, but that’s was when we were afraid she had the flu. Rex was very good and didn’t cry. The baby to the left of him is Easton, our Executive Producer’s baby. He is about 10 weeks older than Rex. When we brought out the real dog and their costumes Rex grabbed Easton and held on to him. It was so cute. But I was next to Rex; I’m not the world’s worst mother. And he did get to keep the outfit.

If you can set your DVR for The Fashion Team this week (it repeats a bunch of times.) If you miss it, in a week or so it ends up on

Wednesday I’ll show you what I wore. Kind of funny.

Halloween Is Coming

At three, my little one is getting hip to Halloween. Last year my mom and I took her trick-or-treating. She was dressed as Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz (she had no idea who Dorothy was, but I dug it). This is Viv in her costume when she was one. It cost $40, so I had her wear it for two years running. I was a doctor. When we went trick-or-treating, Vivien often tried to give the candy back to the people who gave it to her. It was so cute.

This year she is noticing other people’s decorations and she wanted to get in on the fun. So we went shopping today for Halloween decorations, at a party supply store. My gal is a bit sensitive, so everything was deemed “too scary, Mama” as we walked the aisles.

“Well, Halloween is supposed to be scary, but in a tongue-in-cheek way.” Surprisingly a three-year-old didn’t understand that. (She no more understood it when later in the afternoon she was fighting me on her nap, and I told her she was being contrary.  She stopped wailing, “I don’t know what contrary means!”)

I found a tissue-paper pumpkin but that was rejected as well. Finally she agreed to some smiling pumpkins and a “happy” cardboard ghost.

It did make me think.  Halloween is kind of weird.