A quick history of the m&m costume of our household. Is it funny that I have an m&m costume history? Yes, yes it is.
When a junior in high school, my friends and I put our heads together to try and come up with clever group costume ideas. A bunch of brightly colored m&ms and their bag leader was the best we could come up with. There were five or six of us in all and I proclaimed the bag to be mine! So over the next few weeks I set about making my brown cloak of yummy goodness and the others concentrated on their brightly colored orbs. I remember sitting in my BFF Julie’s rec room watching her pinning her felt pieces. I knew at that moment, “This isn’t going to end well.”
The night of the school’s masquerade we convened at Julie’s house. Everyone ceremoniously pulled out their costumes. Everyone’s interpretation of something simple as an m&m will be hilariously forever branded in my mind.
The m&ms, they were DIFFERENT sizes oddly enough. But not in the peanut, plain realm either. We knew, as a group, we were in trouble. Being intelligent 16 year old girls, we knew we needed to fix this shit right quick.
We looked like rejects!
We had to quality control our asses!
We had about an hour to make the transition from acceptable for human consumption m&ms to 86 those mis-shapened tragedies!
We set to work attaching brown strips of felt to create cracks in the m&m’s colored facades. We wrangled up 2 complete pairs of crutches. We ace-bandaged the girls ankles and knees. We put slings on arms. We made a large banner exclaiming, “REJECTED!” across the bag itself. (ME!) And we got a hold of a yardstick and attached a sign that read:
“Rejected m&ms, we melt in your hands, not in your mouth!”
We felt buoyed and magical walking into the dance that night. We had taken lemons and made lemonade in our eyes.
I still feel a sense of pride.
The only pic I could find of that special night:
That’s Julie in yellow on the far left there, half cut off. She is still my BFF!
And yes our hair is INSANE, but c’mon it was New Jersey, circa 1990.
About two years after that night, Julie had a costume contest at work. (She worked at Steinbach, a now defunct department store) She asked to borrow my m&m bag (sans banner) for the night. And she won! It felt pretty cool to know she won because of a costume that I made!
Fast forward a few more years, when I worked customer service at BOC, I decided to break out the ol’ m&m bag for ol’ time sake. This time I painted some wee m&ms about the face!
And now the present. You know what they say, Like Mother Like Son? Or something.
I’d like to point out the vast difference in quality here! My high school costume really DOES look like a reject compared to the one I made this October. I DO improve with age!
My very favorite part of his costume is the open part with the colorful m&ms coming out the bottom!
It’s two sided! I added that brown m&m onto his hat at the last minute. I woke up just before school and I just knew it needed it.
So with that, I needed something for my little Poppet. This one has no sentimental history tied to it, I was basically searching around online for inspiration and I came across a baby dressed up as a Tootsie Roll and I just about died from the cuteness. I simply felt like my son would make the cutest Tootsie.
And I was right!
Everyone claims Tootsie Rolls as one of their least favorite Halloween candies. I feel like I may have done a little to try and change that notion!
My sweet lovies:
Adieu, adieu 2010 Halloween!
I’m already thinking about next year!
fiberfill pillow stuffing