I guess there was a year where I wanted to be extra creative for Halloween.
As an 11 year-old girl, you’d think that being Elvis was gay enough. But no, I had to be DEAD Elvis.
One of my mom’s friends sewed this costume for me. It was specially tailored to fit my boyish figure, I did the makeup all by myself and topped it off with a cardboard sign that said “Elvis Lives!”
I didn’t have a lot of friends.