Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Halloween Countdown: Look, up in the sky! It's a bird, it's a plane, it's...me!

That's right, folks. For a short time I was actually Superman. What's that, you don't believe me? Lucky for me, I have photographic evidence.





Ah, the Halloween of 1986. I was able to leap a sofa in a single bound. I was faster than an angry parent, more powerful than a hyperactive chihuahua. In my imagination, I was Superman. These were my favorite pajamas, and they were used as a Halloween costume two years in a row. I'm not sure if the general public knew they were pajamas, but if they did, they kept it to themselves. The cape that was included with the outfit attached to the back with a couple of velcro patches. It wasn't particularly impressive, and was a little short even for my pint sized proportions. It didn't flow in the wind like Superman's cape did in the movies, but it puffed out a little bit if I ran fast enough.

I also had a set of Batman pajamas that were just like these, but I never really wore them. I tend to think it's because Superman had three movies out by this point, while Batman's first theatrical release was still several years away. It didn't hurt that I also owned the Superman action figure from the Super Powers line. I distinctly remember running around in my Superman pajamas, holding my Superman figure, and humming the theme from the movies. You can't tell from the photos, but the outfit needed a couple of touch-ups before I was ready for the big show. Since I didn't own any red boots, my mom improvised by pulling a pair of red socks over my shoes and up to my calves. The socks were usually ruined and ragged by the end of the night, but they lasted long enough to do the job. We also had to safety pin the cape to the shirt. Otherwise, I would have lost it almost as soon as I got out of the car. For some reason, I remember wearing a pair of red underpants over the pajama bottoms. Maybe I wasn't finished getting dressed when the pictures were taken. That, or I have a subconscious need to make my memories even more embarrassing.



This photo is from the Halloween of 1987, and as you can see, the pajamas are getting a little worn by this point. The neck was getting stretched out, and the "S" emblem had faded. I'm pretty sure the velcro tabs that held the cape on had to be reattached a couple times by now. The lack of red underwear makes me think that my initial assumption was in fact, incorrect. The pants were starting to get a little short, and I couldn't pull the red socks as far up because my new shoes were too big. The Halloween before, the socks lasted the entire night before they fell to pieces. This time, they were stretched out so much that they fell apart after the first couple of houses. I pulled the tattered remains off my shoes, and finished the rest of the night looking like I was wearing a Superman track suit. It had become obvious that this was my last year going as Superman, and it upset me a little bit. It quickly passed though, as those feelings tend to do when you're a 6 year old.  I continued on my way, gathering a metric ton of candy by the end of the night.

Oh, and I was wrong. That wasn't the last time I got to go as Superman.




Trust me, you're lucky I didn't have any tights.

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