Given Molly’s very... intense? Loud? In your face? love of Halloween and, truly, any excuse to dress up, it was no surprise she was actually excited about the costume party--flitting about her room with an uncharacteristic bounce in her step and wide grin as she got ready. She’d actually, somewhere around the end of August/beginning of September, put together a more... out there costume, but it just so happened to be her birthday so she might as well dress up as exactly what she was--
A Princess, duh--a “cut out of the will” princess, granted, but it counts.
And so instead, she had put together a second costume, a somewhat manic combination of thrifted clothing and things she already owned--like the poofy skirt (if she remembered right, she’d actually made it years ago?) and white heels. She had to order the wig online and there were a few bits and pieces she had to make, like the giant earrings and the gem on her waistband, and a few alterations to be made, but when the costume party finally rolled around, all there was left to do was her makeup.
And take lots of cute selfies, of course--if only she had more than like... one friend to send them to. Least she could post them online, yeah?