Halloween is a day that brings back fond memories. More than "Day of the Witches", it was a day to have fun and of course, eat candy till you drop with my family and neighbors. Thus it was born my weakness for Hershey's Kisses. I grew up in a dead end street, la Yunque de Alturas de Mayagüez. The best neighbors, truly good people. The vast majority of whom still live in the same houses today and greet me with great enthusiasm whenever I go. When Mom was pregnant with me, there were seven pregnancies in that little street! They were young couples who had just bought their house in a newly opened urbanization. That same urbanization now has more than forty years. How time flies! But the memories always remain... especially the good ones.
Going on "Trick or Treat" on Halloween was super fun as there were many children of similar age. My dad was one of the cool dads who accompanied us from house to house with a group of neighbors. He loved to wear costumes and on that day I always improvised a custume for him with a mask and what I could find at home. He enjoyed scaring us. Those times when we all knew each other and there was no need to check the treats or worry of someone hurting us no longer exist. They gave us all kinds of sweets: lollipops, gum, kisses, snickers, except an old lady who gave us coins... that was the first house we always went :0) I had many costumes, I cannot complain as it was not so easy to get as now. There was no Party City, much less Amazon or Ebay, to buy them online. What did exist, was a desire to enjoy with our families that day. Sometimes we bought the costumes in the now inexistent pharmacies Moscoso in the Town Center, or in Barkers, before Walgreens became our "solve it all.”
But the costume I will never forget, was one of the several my mom made for me. Let me clarify something, Mommy was not an expert at sewing, and she did not have time to spare. I still don’t know how she did it but I think I inherited the ability to "multi-task” from her. The year was 1982, I was eight and my brother was ten. Star Wars fever was at its peak, and having a brother two years older, I was definitely up with the movie of the moment. I loved Princess Leia and my brother Darth Vader, so mom did what was done at the time: She went to one of the many fabric stores that unfortunately no longer exist in Mayaguez: “Fumero”, “La Tijera” or “El Sótano de las Telas” and searched the giant books of patterns about the files of commercial patterns. She found the perfect pattern:
#7772 de Mc Call’s. Had the combo: Joda, Jawa, Darth Vader and of course, Princess Leia patterns. She bought the fabrics and materials and it was time to work. That Halloween was spectacular, my brother with his black cape and boots of the evil Darth Vader, and I felling like a princess. Back then, I had long hair, down to my waist. She did the two braids she always did, but she wrapped them like two onions. The same as Princess Leia!
The design and making is an integral part of my life, not only am I a designer but I teach others how to be one too, which gives me great satisfaction. I believe there’s nothing good in knowing something, if you do not teach others. Today, I enjoy making my nine years old son costumes and this year the adventure was repeated and grandmother accompanied us. We went looking for fabrics and materials for the costume of Ash, the boy from Pokemon. Let me tell you we spent all day from store to store as we got the fabric in one store and in another the zipper, in other shoes, the cap... He was so excited, and even more when he saw the final product, his so longed costume. But at the end of the day the story is summarized in the following:
-Parents: ¿Do you know how to “waste your time” with your children? It’s one of the most important things you can do every day.
I hope to live many more years to enjoy this and other adventures with my boy, and within a few more years, with my grandchildren...