On Halloween, I was feeling like dressing a bit witchier than normal. My go-to is a white dress, but I've a small row of black ones in my wardrobe -- ones that beckon to me on these sorts of days when the wind howls against the windows, and the air swirls a bit chillier.
The formula is the same -- mussed-up, no-fuss hair, a deep lip hue, perhaps a slouchy beanie (this is a look I'm trying more, per Robbie's request), some gold statement piece, a fringe bag, voila! You're dressed!
For our Halloween, we started Robbie's birthday festivities early & went out to our favorite restaurant -- which was all but deserted for the holiday. (Today is Robbie's birthday, but since he works all day, and then we'll be heading to a wedding immediately after...and then picking a friend up from the airport...we decided to do a little dinner, and we'll have cake and presents tonight!)
After dinner, we watched The Addams Family. Man, Wednesday, I tell you. Baby Christina Ricci is Halloween personified.
(Also, I always read this aloud on Halloween. These are the sorts of traditions you make and take to heart when you grow up in a family of literary enthusiasts. I apologize to all future offspring who will be forced to endure these sorts of family rituals. Reading this on Christmas Eve is also non-negotiable.)
Hope your Halloweens were a hit!