Vicki Batman ~ #Halloween and the not-so frightful costume

Halloween Dress Up!
Since my family didn't have money to spend on store-bought costumes, Mom told us to use our creativity. I didn't feel like I had any creativity since my sissie had been deemed the artsy one. And did it really matter since Halloween was mostly about candy, and I adored chocolate? 
One year, someone held a yard sale on a huge corner lot. Line had been strung between two big oak trees, and clothing hung on wire hangers dangled from the string. I'd never been to a yard sale before and talked my best friend into going to see what one was like. We walked around, looking at all the stuff. Finally, I stepped over to the clothing on the clothesline and flipped through it. A fancy, midnight blue lace dress with short sleeves, lined in a matching satin caught my eye. A net petticoat had been sewn in to create the bell shape popular in another decade. 
 I was entranced. Possessed. I would look awesome in it. I. Had. To. Have. It.
Attached to the garment was a price tag which said the dress cost forty cents. I knew without asking I'd have to use my sparse savings to pay for it. My fifty cent allowance didn't go far with it cut into thirds: savings, church, and the rest for me. I hadn't begun babysitting and had a difficult time saving up.
Somehow, I convinced the yard sale person to hold the dress, ran the four blocks home, emptied the savings from my paper-maché mushroom bank, ran back to the sale, and paid for the dress. Clutching it to my chest, I was so ecstatic, I thought my heart would burst. I felt positive I'd look like a fairy princess when wearing this creation.
When Halloween rolled around a couple of weeks later, I knew what my costume would be--my new dress. Never mind it wasn't the least bit scary. Never mind I had to wear my white Keds with it. I would be beautiful. I put it on, and for the final touch, added a wedding veil from our dress-up box.
Unfortunately, with weather doing what weather does, it turned cold, and I had to wear a coat when we went door-to-door for Trick or Treat. No one could see how special I looked because my coat covered my dress.
But I knew.
In the long run, it didn't matter 'cause I reached my biggest goal: a grocery sack full of candy!
  When I had my boys, everyone knew what they wanted to be--Batman. Naturally.
  It's in the family genes. LOL. We had plenty of capes, masks, and gadgets to outfit them out at a moment's notice.

 
Trick or Treat! 
What was your favorite Halloween costume?    
 
Vicki Batman now sports a Batman mask when opening the door for trick or treat-ers. Her new romantic comedy from MuseItUp Publishing is "The Great Fruitcake Bake-off," a holiday short story guaranteed to make you crave fruitcake. Find Bake-off on December 1 at: http://museituppublishing.com  .