Halloween has always been and will forever be one of my favourite holidays. When I was young, my mum and I would start planning my costume months in advance. I remember trips to the fabric store to choose patterns and materials, and then watching my mother sew, cut, stitch, with a few fittings in between. I did not inherit my mother's talent with a sewing machine, unfortunately, and so my daughter's costumes consist of store-bought and handmade pieces mixed together.
Halloween in Malta is slowly starting to catch on, but only n the last few years. We were able to purchase an authentic non-edible (read: orange!) Halloween pumpkin from our grocer. We were not able to find a suitable carving knife, however, so he has a painted face instead and his name is George. My daughter greets him upon waking as if he were her pet and will even insist that he joins her on the sofa for morning cartoons. Once you live with one for a few days, you begin to realise the unique beauty of pumpkins.
As mentioned above, along with a good pumpkin, a Halloween costume is essential. A mask can go a long way - they are simple, easy, and ever mysterious. I have always been fascinated by the appeal of a beautiful woman in a mask. Perhaps, once upon a time, when I am living in a villa amongst the fields of Malta, I will host a masquerade ball beneath the stars.