Happy Halloween week, and welcome back to #tbt! Last week I unearthed an unfortunate Halloween photo, and this week we are going waaayyy back to 1994 for my greatest Halloween look of all time. I have mentioned before that as a child I was maniacally obsessed with the Disney classic, The Lion King, so much so that I managed to infiltrate into every holiday/birthday/day of the week for a year. That year’s Halloween was no exception when I took on the task of posing as the lion cub, Simba, for my Halloween costume.
Costume provided by wardrobe department of the Broadway adaption of The Lion King.
- Probably purchased at WalMart.
- Apparently I was so committed to the role of portraying a lion that I deemed shoes not a necessity (but socks were definitely needed).
- I’m sure either my mom or sister offered to paint whiskers on for me, but I didn’t want to
take away from the detailed work already provided by the costumeand complained that I would rather be left alone and it was “fine”.
- For once, not in frame.
- “Ya’ll I know you wanna take pictures for Grandma, but I have not slept in three hours and I don’t have time for this. Also, this itches like a mother (expletive deleted).”
- Backyard in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
I think that was the first and last time I have ever donned a head-to-toe store bought costume ever again. Not to mention, the material of that suit was so uncomfortable and smelt so bad (why I remember this so many years later is beyond me), that it had to be the most flammable outfit I have ever worn in my life. Thankfully my Bath and Body Works candle obsession wouldn’t come into play until further down the line, so it’s good that I wasn’t near an open Mahogany Teakwood flame during that time.