I used to love Halloween. Part of it was because I enjoyed making costumes since I'd taught my self how to sew, so it was quite creative. And it was fun becoming an "alter ego" too. Being an introvert and shy back in those days (I'm not shy anymore), it was fun hiding behind a costume.
Once I was a flapper from the 1920s and donned a short wig; my look was very similar to this picture. My hair was probably mid back length at the time - and permed, so the short wig gave me a totally different look. So different that no one recognized me - and I wasn't even wearing a mask. I thought that was odd... but they were looking for my big, permed hair and it was nowhere to be seen.
My favorite costume as a kid turned out to be one of my favorite looks as an adult - a gypsy. I still love the look, but the thing is, I'd wear it like a normal outfit now - but without the head scarf 'cause that's just not me. I call it more a "peasant" look now and it's one of my favorites... in addition to tight jeans and cowboy boots - like what I'm wearing today at work since we have a "jeans day".
I made quite a few costumes for my son when he was growing up and we had a ball. I think my favorite was his Batman getup... wish I had a picture with me. It was smashing and he loved running around with the cape flying behind him.
When I was a child things were so different from the way they are now. The streets were filled with a river of kids out on their own with their buddies going door to door from neighborhood to neighborhood having a blast - toting bags or buckets for all the candy they'd been thinking about for months - their eyes bugging out at their bounty. It was an event and we looked forward to it all year long. It was an innocent time then.