This was 1990. Braces, baby, gotta love it! My friend got cropped out but she was a hippie. I don't even know where we were headed, maybe just to school (I vaguely recall dressing up every year) or our church's fall festival. K, do you remember??
I wish I could figure out a way for a black sweat suit to count as a costume this year...maybe I need to track down some mouse ears!!
The make-up is interesting. Take away the ears and I'm not sure the face alone would say "mouse." Kinda cute, though! My mom, being a clown as mentioned last week, did the make-up.
An interesting tidbit is that my dad called me "Mouser" when I was a little girl. Why? Beats me. But maybe that's why I chose a mouse. Or maybe I just wanted to wear sweats all day!