I didn’t actually think about my hair color when picking Halloween costumes until I tried to be Ariel one year and spent forty dollars on a red wig I wore for exactly four hours. My friend Priya, who’s been dirty blonde since high school, has never once bought a costume wig — she just works…
I learned this the hard way in Minnesota three years ago: I put together the perfect fairy costume — gauzy wings, a flowy dress, bare shoulders, the whole thing — and by the time we hit the third house on the block, my lips were basically a different color than my lipstick. My roommate at…
I used to buy a costume a size up “just in case,” get home, realize it was still cut for someone with zero hips, and end up safety-pinning myself into something by 6pm on Halloween night. That was basically every October from age 22 to 27, until I finally started shopping specifically for plus size…
Last October my neighbor Priya spent forty dollars on a matching lion costume set for herself, her husband, and their golden retriever, Biscuit — and Biscuit refused to wear the mane for longer than four minutes before dragging it across the yard like a dead animal. She learned the hard way that “matching” doesn’t mean…

I ordered a “plus size” costume online two Halloweens ago that was, in the actual box, just the standard size with an extra four inches of fabric stapled into the side seams. It didn’t fit anywhere it needed to — not the bust, not the hips, not the length — and I wore a completely…

My sister-in-law spent three weeks last October trying to get her two boys — six and nine — to agree on a matching costume theme, and it ended with the older one refusing to be “the sidekick” to anything and the younger one bursting into tears over a Batman cape. They ended up going as…

My nephew Eli picked out a full knight costume two years ago — the metallic armor, the cape, the plastic sword and shield — and by 7:30pm, twenty minutes into actual trick-or-treating, the chest plate was in his mom’s tote bag and he was walking around in a t-shirt and a cape. It wasn’t that…

Here’s the thing nobody tells you about group Halloween costumes: the bigger the group text, the higher the odds someone bails at 9pm. I learned this the hard way three years ago when our “12 Days of Christmas” group costume — yes, in October, don’t ask — lost four people between the planning group chat…

I didn’t think about my hair color when I picked Halloween costumes for years. I just grabbed whatever was cute on Pinterest, threw it on, and wondered why I looked like I was cosplaying someone else’s face. It wasn’t until a friend pointed out — mid-costume-shopping-trip, holding up a dark wig I was about to…