Every year, at Halloween, I break out the face paints and transform myself (and whoever else stands still long enough) into Calavera Catrina.
It’s a tricky operation, brushing on the Snazaroo, adding glitter and sticking on foil gems with a pritt stick.
This year my hairdresser has added some sparkly strands to my hair too, and I’ve ordered a headband with roses and skulls on it. OTT? Not at all, I’m just getting into the spirit of things.