It was kind of like a combination of an American Halloween party and a Russian Communist Youth exhibition from the middle-80s.
But there is no doubt that the kids had fun. You can't tell from the pictures below because they have taken a vow of photogenic unhappiness but they did.
We dressed up, of course. K had a cheap princess gown I bought at Tengelmann and L had a cheap fairy costume I bought at Tengelmann. Pretty much everyone had a Tengelmann princess costume except one little girl in a dress with hand-sewn patches and braids (Pippi Longstocking) who clearly wished she had a Tengelmann princess costume.
When the announcer at the ball asked if anyone had lost a princess crown and held up a Tengelmann crown everyone laughed because it could have belonged to anyone.
Ralf wanted to go as a pirate but he looked more like a British hooligan so I referred to him as 'Nigel' all day:
My plan was to go as Death, or the 'Boandlkramer,' from the celebrated Bavarian theater piece 'Brandner Kasper, ' which is about a propserous Bavarian farmer who gets Death drunk and beats him at cards. To achieve this end I put on a black opera cloak my grandmother made for my mom years ago, but between the jaunty silk lining and the cat hair from our first cat Barnaby I confess I didn't look very deathlike.
L was embarassed to be seen with me:
Ralf put it best: 'You look stupid.'
Note to self: I think he's still pissed about The Women.
Maybe it was more like a black Snuggie:
I know, I totally rock the Death Snuggie.
You may be wondering what happened to my bangs. The truth is, I always ask for bangs when I get my hair cut then scupulously brush them out of my face while my hair's still wet so it's like not having bangs at all. Sorry, I'm creature of habit but if you look closely you can still see a few hopeful strands.