Before the Romantic Gothic Ghost weekend began, my family mini reunion started. After picking my sisses and Guncle Randy up at the airport, we shopping at Victorian Trading Co. I found this great white witch hat for $5! Perfect for the weekend.
After all the guests arrived, we met downtown for the annual Zombie walk. I'd made reservations for the outdoor patio of one of my favorite restaurants, but the weather wasn't cooperating very well.
It was slightly drizzly off and on, and the air was brisk. Which is a polite way of saying, we should really have dined indoors. But, I had a blast, and hope our family did too. I slapped on a pair of Toasty Toes (which I buy by the case every winter) and passed some out to whoever wanted to try them.
Sissy said she was going to sit on a couple, since she has a negative body fat count and is cold all the time.
Anyway, they all braved the cold, drizzle, and monsters with me. We were able to spend the whole evening on the patio, enjoying our meal as the zombies paraded by.
That is, most of us. When the ghouls started coming, Dewdrop went for a walk with her daddy.
Sugarwings watched most of the ghoulfest from under the table with me. It was our fort, complete with flashlights and glo sticks.
The little fairy looks solemn here, but we had a good time in our fort pointing our our favorite zombies.
It wasn't hard to chose, once her siblings came by as part of the shuffling herd of undead. Calliope and Clover were pretty in pink with blood splatters.
And Fin was scary too.
Clover never left character.
Not that she needed any help with her act, but here is a photo that I zombied up with Picmonkey editing.
The march of ghastly creatures wasn't quite over, but these two little zombies stayed for hot chocolate with us instead of continuing on. That was nice.
There were some really good ghouls. My camera had that blob of goo smooshed onto the lens, so most of my pictures didn't turn out between that and the darkness.
And I don't think there were as many as the year before. In 2011, there were 850 walking dead. This year, the hoard seemed lighter.
Maybe Zombies haven't heard of Toasty Toes and were too cold to come out.
As much as I enjoyed the individual creative costumes, my favorite part was when big groups came trudging by together.
This guy had a whole entourage. Mitt Zombie was shaking hands and kissing, or biting? babies. He was terrifying.
I don't know what kind of fake blood they use, but this stuff has some staying power. We went downtown shopping a few days later and the sidewalks were still splattered.
We don’t have zombie walks here, but your looks impressive. Everyone takes a lot of care with their makeup and costumes. I may have joined Dewdrop on her walk! 🙂
You still managed to get some good photos!
Oh this is fabulous, Karla — thank you for posting these. I miss Lawrence so much! Our new town is way too straightlaced for this kind of stuff and it’s such a shame!
Oh how fun! The town that I grew up in just had their zombie walk on the 14th, but I wasn’t able to make it because I was out of town. Next year definitely!