Vintage Halloween Cupcake Toppers

 
 

Cupcakes were common in my childhood homes because we always had free cake mix and icing. At some point, my mom wised up and turned that little fact into a cake decorating business, but for me, I always preferred the cupcakes. I think it was the lack of competitive spirit in the cupcake. Everyone got the same amount in your own private portion and there was no end piece or frosting flowers to fight over.

There were, however, two issues with homemade cupcakes. 1. My mom never went crazy with icing as big as the underlying cupcake, and 2. she didn’t top them with plastic cupcake toppers. I have no idea how these toppers became a thing. Their only purpose was to add a seasonal dash of spice to the proceedings. And, of course, my favorites showed up each year around Halloween.

I can’t remember why we would occasionally get these on store bought cupcakes, but we did, and I can still remember licking the icing off of the toppers and holding them in the corner of my mouth like Halloween toothpicks. They were proof positive that it was actually Halloween season, and I loved them! Yes, they often had sloppy paintjobs and they served no purpose whatsoever except to proclaim the cupcake’s Halloweenness, but I loved them.

Just seeing a picture of them yesterday was enough to make me feel happy. In today’s world where everyone seems intent on keeping everyone else from having whatever it is that makes them feel good about themselves, these cheapies were invented in a time when all that mattered was a tiny bit of real world, autumnal bliss. I’ll take it.

PS - That pic is from an Ebay auction. Here’s the courtesy link.

The First "Long Halloween"

 
 

The Joker and his goon have finally got the Batman cornered! How will he ever escape and bring justice to Gotham City on Halloween?!

That’s me on the left and my brother on the right. I’m not sure why our mom thought we should both wear Woody Woodpecker costumes. Maybe we both wanted that. Batman is the next door neighbor, Kenny, who was already proving he was cooler than us and he was the youngest of the bunch.

I look at the joy in this pic and it reminds me of what Halloween should be. While we adults really do get to have a lot of fun, it’s important to remember that the kids come first. Please don’t discriminate against trick or treaters even if they have no costumes. As far as I’m concerned, Halloween is free candy night. If you come to my door, no way are you walking away empty handed. I don’t care if you’re too old, don’t have a costume, or are unable to say “trick or treat.” You’re getting candy!

Vintage Treat Bags

 
 

When I was a child, my mother would buy these paper candy bags to hold the treats we were going to give away on Halloween. During the day on Halloween or the weekend before, my brother and I would put together treat assortments in the bags and twist the tops to keep them closed. The completed bags would be placed inside a large serving bowl and put next to the front door to await the trick or treaters. Since then, this graphic style with it’s ultra-cheap printing and inconsistent colors has come to represent the best of the Halloween holiday to me. They just give me a warm feeling all over.

I’ve thought a lot about why Halloween is so important to me and I always settle for the explanation that it was a kids’ holiday, without the intervention of adults. That was certainly one part of it, along with the gothy goodness, the Autumn season in general, and the ability to become someone I was not. But, lots of kids must have felt those things during childhood, and they still grew up without the fascination for Halloween that I have.

These days, I think it had something to do with being allowed out of my shell without judgement from anyone. I lived in constant fear of judgement. I never felt like I measured up and I was afraid I’d be discovered as a sham. I walked around feeling like there was some big secret that everyone but me had been told. But on Halloween night, I felt free to love myself for who I was and who I might be able to become. May we all learn to feel that way every, single day.

Gonk!

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

The droid in the pic was in Hasbro’s booth at Celebration, as was I. He’s not screen accurate and neither am I.

I’ve always wanted to build a power droid. I thought it would be cool to use it to house my home stereo system. I started building one once, but after a week or so of work, I broke one of the bins I was using for the body and I let that discourage me. I guess I just realized that my plan was a major fail and I was going to have to begin again with different materials if I wanted him to be as sturdy as the real thing. It was probably for the best because I have no idea how I would have gotten a power droid from Los Angeles to my new home on the east coast. It would probably be living in a friend’s apartment now and his wife would be hating me for it.

Maybe a power droid will be just the project to get me out of my funk this COVID-laced holiday season. I’ve yet to see a truly accurate one because AFAIK no one has ever found a source for the original bins used for the body. Everyone’s replicas end up looking like a bad day at the Rubbermaid plant. Hmmm.

A Perfect Moment

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

Something about this picture just feels like Halloween to me. I tried editing it but everything I did robbed it of something intangible from that moment.

Lucy was only six months old and she was experiencing Halloween decorations for the first time. She really liked these lights. She would sit at the window and watch them moving in the breeze.

We no longer live in that house, and to be honest I don’t miss it, but this moment felt perfect. The feeling was accurately captured. That’s rare for me. I usually end up futzing with the camera too much and end up not being in the moment.

We only have so many perfect moments in our lives. You know - those times when you just feel like you’re in sync with life. I can only remember feeling that way a few times. How about you?

Head on a Stick!

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

I think I was 20 or 21 when the picture above was taken at a Halloween party. I’d arrived dressed as Dead Elvis, but as always, costumes devolve as the night wears on. I’d found several of those devil head sticks on sale, so I’d purchased them for the party. I think I can just make out the bar code label under my hand on the one in the pic.

The best thing about these devil sticks? The call and response chant I came up with while holding one. Pound the floor with your devil stick to get the rhythm going.

What can I get my mother for Christmas?

Head on a stick! Head on a stick!

What can I get my brother for Christmas?

Head on a stick! Head on a stick!

What can I get my grandma for Christmas?

What can I get my grandpa for Christmas?

What can I get my monster for Christmas?

Head on a stick! Head on a stick!

Happy Halloween!

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

2020 has been a year filled with challenges. We have to remember to enjoy ourselves from time to time in spite of all that’s going on in the world. Tonight is a chance for us all to feel normal in some small way. That’s ironic because, for many of us, Halloween is usually an escape from the normal world.

There’s still time to buy that pumpkin, make some s’mores, eat too much candy, play those old Halloween records, watch scary movies and have a great time with your family. While it won’t be like last year’s Halloween, we still have a chance to let loose on the spookiest night of the year and learn to face the darkness together. After all, that’s what it’s really all about.

Wishing you and yours a safe and spooky Halloween!

Evil Teeth

 
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When I was a kid, one of the Halloween items that got played with year round were my plastic vampire fangs. While you can now order sets of 72 knockoffs for a mere $6.49 (that’s less than 10¢ each), back in the day I could only get one set and hope they lasted. And last they did.

Mine were made by Imagineering, a company in Phoenix, AZ that specialized in the most wondrous monster makeup products for kids in the 60s and 70s. Yes, the Disney Imagineers used a similar name and I’m not sure which one came first, but that fact certainly makes it difficult to find much info on the company. There are lots of mentions about an Imagineering documentary on Vimeo, but it’s no longer available.

 
 

Imagineering was started by Larry Liff. He designed the very first plastic vampire teeth, though his savvy marketing department called them Evil Teeth so as not to pigeonhole them into vampire-only sales. They were originally released in the mid-60s and continued to receive packaging re-vamps (YES!) throughout the 70s. They originally sold for 29¢ to 49¢. An unopened package can now fetch $40-$100 on Ebay depending on the time of year and the condition of the packaging. Not bad for an item that was deemed a throwaway at the time.

Gordon Viges was responsible for the company’s packaging art. Everything was hand-drawn and hand-lettered and really contributed to the hipster vibe of the whole affair. If you’d like to check out some of the products and their packaging, there’s a gallery here at the Tick Tock Toys site.

It cannot be stated strongly enough just how much items like this represented Halloween to me. Yes, they were ridiculous. No, they didn’t fit quite right. Yes, they hurt to wear. No, you couldn’t talk with them in. Yes, they were nasty when covered with spit. I didn’t care about any of that. What I cared about was being a freaking vampiriffic vampire! These teeth along with a tube of Imagineering Vampire Blood were some of the tools that helped make that happen.

You can keep your fancy dental molds and film-quality tooth appliances. I’ll stick with these Evil Teeth…even if they don’t fit so well these days.

Rose Hill Cemetery

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

I discovered Rose Hill Cemetery when I was in high school in Macon, GA. I first visited as part of a class where we researched the cemetery and took grave rubbings of some of the headstones. Its biggest claim to fame is the fact that members of the Allman Brothers band are buried there, but it has a lot more history than that, some dating as far back as 1840.

There are lots of memorable stories available here for those who take the time to read what’s left of the monuments. I won’t spoil the discovery by disclosing a lot of them here, but I will tell you about one of the more famous of the cemetery’s heart-rending graves.

The monument is a marble headstone with what looks like a coat, hat and belt carved as if it were left resting on top of the stone. It reads, “JOHN B. ROSS, SON OF W.A. AND E.J. JUHAN, DIED JULY 26, 1875, AGE 8 YEARS 4 MONTHS AND 16 DAYS, WAS A BRAVE LITTLE FIREMAN, ATTACHED TO DEFIANCE FIRE CO. NO. 5.” Apparently, John was a fixture at the firehouse as he wanted to grow up to be a fireman. When he died, stone carver John Artope made this monument which made sure John had the fireman’s uniform he so longed to wear in life.

Suffice it to say that Rose Hill is filled with beauty, heartbreak, and love. It’s enormous, so you can easily spend an entire day there.

The last time I was there, in 2007, I was saddened by how little had been done to maintain and restore the monuments. Many of the grave markers are worn so deeply that they can no longer be read. Lots of headstones are toppled and broken. Like so many small towns, there’s a lot of history in mine that’s just been neglected. Rose Hill is near the top of my list of tragedies.

If you ever visit Macon, you owe it to yourself to stop by Rose Hill. Late autumn and early spring are the best times to visit. You’ll certainly enjoy your walk among the dead.

If you’d like to learn more about the cemetery, I’d suggest checking out Stephanie Lincecum’s Rose Hill Blog. Traci Rylan’s blog, Adventures in Cemetery Hopping, which features a four-part article about Rose Hill, is also recommended. These bloggers are helping to keep the rich history of Rose Hill alive for future generations.

Don Post Skull Mask

 
photo © Thomas Raven

photo © Thomas Raven

 

Perhaps the greatest Halloween mask ever made was the Don Post Skull. It was an original sculpt by Pat Newman produced by the Don Post company for the first time in 1967. It later was released in various colors including the awesome black vinyl, glow in the dark model from 1978 that you see me sporting above. This was similar to the version used in the film Halloween III: Season of the Witch, the only Halloween movie that didn’t include Michael Myers.

I bought my mask at a store we only knew as “The Trick Shop.” They sold assorted magic tricks, gag items, and of course, masks. I really don’t remember what I paid for it, but it must have been a fortune for me at the time. It was my favorite mask and one I often stuffed with newspaper and used as a skull prop. Its appeal for me was its unique design that reminded me of the aesthetic of the Disney Haunted Mansion. It had a certain ghoulish whimsy that made it more than just a skull. It made it into a character.

It was also one of the toughest masks around. It was made of thick, black vinyl that gave it a solid structure unlike most latex masks. It also meant that it wouldn’t deteriorate in the air the way latex does. I’m sure that if I had it today, it would still be in excellent shape.

Alas, I have no idea what happened to it. I believe my mother donated it during a move when I no longer lived at home. Lots of the things I’d left behind disappeared without fanfare, and I didn’t realize it until years later. Wherever it may be today, I certainly miss that mask.

I’ve tried to replace it several times. I bought the latex version that predates the one I owned only to find it lacking. Something about that glow in the dark paint texture on heavy vinyl made my original something special. A few years ago, the paper Magic Company bought the Don Post name and made a new version of this mask, so I gave it a try. It was horrible. I couldn’t even force it on and the vinyl was so thin I feared I would rip it. I currently own the latex version produced by Trick or Treat Studios. I’m happy to have it. It’s a good copy but it isn’t made of vinyl so it’s not quite the same despite the fact that they were copying the look of the vinyl mask used in Halloween III.

I understand this particular version from 1978 is relatively rare and currently goes for $300-400 if it’s in good shape. I certainly don’t miss mine THAT much, but I still browse on Ebay from time to time for this old mask. If you have one and you want to sell it, hit me up. You just never know.