I ventured out, moustachioed, into the wilds of Guilford complete with my inmate number for easy identification.
Along with brother Dan as a clown, no tears for this one, and brother Bob with some inappropriate cultural appropriation upon which I won’t comment upon further, we would rampage through Guilford Mews condos using pillowcases instead of plastic sacks to collect the trick or treat bounty.
Well, i guess Bob was technically rocking the King Tut before my (i’m just gonna say it) legendary King Tut science fair exhibit complete with costume (keep in mind, that was fifth grade science fair and I rolled in bare chested in a loincloth).
Bob however, went for a literal interpretation taking cues from from the conventional death mask portraits of the young Pharaoh (the touring exhibit had been in Seattle this year). I point this out as mine was more historically nuanced accurate for his day-to-day wear.
Dan has graduated to ghost while James plays the role of the clown which he’s never really stopped playing now that I think about it…