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Halloween 2013

Much as I adore Halloween, for some reason my costume always comes together at the last minute. This year was no exception.  First I thought I wanted to be Helen Mirren in "Red 2" - but I couldn't find a white fur coat. Waah.  Then I thought I could be a CHP officer, after all the ones I saw last weekend.  But I couldn't find a patrol helmet. And after several trips to thrift stores, nothing was really working.

I decided to keep after it, and by Wednesday evening, I was at the local party supply store, which also happened to be costume central this year.  I walked around and around the store, perusing and pondering, and my creative juices were at a low.  I decided to just leave the store, and use one of my costumes from former years.

But then - serendipity happened.  As I was walking down the party decoration aisle, I saw all sorts of decorations for Hollywood and Oscar Parties.  Being the old movie buff that I am, this definitely piqued my interest. My eyes fell on a small megaphone and scene clapper (whatever those are called - you all know what I'm talking about). And the light went on over my head.  I grabbed said items, promptly paid for them, then made a quick trip to another thrift store across the street for a couple of missing items.  I rushed home to wash said items, and grabbed a few more things from my existing collection. And - - - voila!  Tracie B. DeMille was born! BRILLIANT!



Out of all my classic costumes (and there have been many), I think this is best of all.  Seriously, there could not be anymore perfect costume for me.  I have no idea how I'll top it next year.

Coincidentally, "Sunset Boulevard" happened to be showing on TV that night. I kid you not.

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