By any & all standards, my cousin's Halloween costume was really, really sweet.
I can't decide whether this makes me feel better or worse about being a witch this year. Better because I'm obviously genetically predisposed to awesome costuming; worse because I didn't take advantage of it. But I'm glad someone in the family did!
For the record, while in witch costume, I was all set to be like, "I'm you!" if anyone asked what I was (& in case the witch hat didn't give it away). But I guess that's a joke that would only have flown inside the Beltway. Or "SNL" fans (which I am not). And, uhhh, when did I start making wonk jokes?!