The end of my October was tinged by sadness, because neither Halloween nor Dia de los Muertos has migrated its macabre way into Indian culture. Luckily for me, I roll with a crew of 80 who are always ready to celebrate.
We started out mixing up some spiced, hot apple cider, and then everyone set out with a paper plate to make themselves some fabulous masks.
Once everyone was tied up in masks and strings of crepe paper, the cider met with excellent reviews, and we all broke it down for a masquerade ball. This is what traditions are made of.