Guys, I have a confession: I am pretty terrible at Halloween. I have no shortage of excellent ideas, but I have a major shortage of Ability to Put Said Ideas Into Concrete Plans/Order Things Like Wigs, In Advance. I was Carrie for, oh, I don’t know, three years running? (Because once you have a bloody prom dress and tiara just available in your closet, I mean, you’re not NOT going to wear it.) One year I just wore jeans, a black tank top and cat ears. (I MEAN, JESUS.) And this year? Sigh. Since being pregnant, I have made half hearted jokes about going as Donald Bump, but I don’t really want to frighten anyone (including myself) that much. I also figured my bump could work well for an Ursula costume, body type wise, but here we are on October 14th and I still have not ordered a wig or have any idea how to make tentacles. So, I’m guessing I will dress up this year as a 35 year old pregnant woman who has poor costume planning skills?
But! Do you know who DOESN’T have a lack of costume planning skills? The owners of these adorable pets. Let’s celebrate them and their amazing owners, who definitely have their costume related shit together more than me.