Halloween 2011 at el Instituto José Luis Sampedro

27 10 2011

Last year, the auxiliares at Tres Cantos‘ own Instituto José Luis Sampedro set ourselves apart as much as possible, concocting a group theme of American superheroes (dedicated readers will recall my extremely brief stint as Captain America).

This year, we have integrated.

¡Olé!





[{.”—SPACE PARTY—“.}]

8 02 2011

think glittery deely-boppers
think slinky golden leggings
think extraterrestrial
think neon supernova
think aluminum foil
think mad false eyelashes
think [[[out-of-this-world]]]

Me, Sam, Emily, Leah at David Bowie-inspired SPACE PARTY in my piso last weekend.





Halloweird

4 11 2010

The darkest day of the American calendar must be shared with the hundreds of sugar-starved kiddos of José Luis Sampedro. No, not the day after Election Day – I’m talking about Halloween (c’mon, people, catch up).

The auxiliares – that is, Laura, James, Heather, and I – have spent several commutes ruminating on costumes. A theme eventually emerges: American Superheroes. Heather snags Catwoman, which Laura combines with Poison Ivy to make villainous feminine duo. James calls Batman, and as such I am assigned the lowly sidekick role of Robin.

Oh please. Robin is just about the least amount of super you can get. I sneakily plan an alternative get-up.

A couple chinos later, and Captain America is ready for battle.

Laura and I construct cardboard onomatopoeia, then emerge from our dark tower to the center of the recreational area during the afternoon break. We are immediately swarmed – we have informed the students that we will offer candy to anyone else who remembers to dress up. No one has, but hundreds of little ears are buzzing with the promise of sweet, sweet sugar, and we draw an unbelievably enormous crowd within seconds.

Whamm-o! Bam! Pow! Zing! The good guy triumphs in the end (of course) and the bad guy (as punishment?) holds aloft a bag ripe with Sugus. She is MOBBED, a thousand nasty smelly little fingers clutching at her wig and brambles, scrambling for a chance at the prize.

Batman and Catwoman make a late entrance, and we snap a few shots (which Heather still needs to put online, dammit) and offer one more lucha before the bell.

My own Halloween fiesta was low-key-esque. Two highlights include:

Alex as beaker-toting mad scientist, and –

Sam‘s impeccable attention to detail, from her winged cheeks to her ghostly pumpkin-spiced cake.





Mascarada! – fotopost

4 10 2010