DIY Minion Costume

Ever since I posted my Halloween photos on Facebook, a lot of my friends had asked me where I got the idea of making the Minion costume. Well, to be honest, I didn’t plan to be a Minion until two days before Halloween.

My original plan (if this is what you call a plan) was to get whatever I could fit in from a store and claim it my Halloween Costume of 2014. A drive to Walmart and Target gave me a witch costume and a witch hat. All I needed was a witch broom and I would be all set for my first ever Halloween party at work. It never occurred to me that it could be such a pain to find a broom! A visit to another Walmart didn’t solve my problem and how Party City carried a variety of witch costumes but not a single broom (or not having enough brooms in stock?) was beyond me. My mother suggested to buy a real broom but the selections I found in the retail stores looked too modern to me (and by the way who would want to carry a real broom to work?!). Apparently it wasn’t as easy as I thought to complete a costume of an ordinary, classic witch these days.

While I kept searching for a broom (or pondering whether I should make my own), I started to look at the alternatives. My younger sister is a fan of DIY costumes but she was far away in college, probably busy making her own. I like to be creative but when it comes to costume, I just lack the talent. So the search dragged on until I came across a Halloween throwback photo from my high school classmate on Facebook two days before the big day.

I immediately fell in love with the idea of being a Minion on Halloween!!

A quick Google search further reinforced my determination to be this cute character. I was grateful that there was a rich resource of DIY Minion costume readily available on the Internet. Of course, I was well aware of the fact that the first Despicable Me had already been out for four years but I was confident that none of my coworkers had ever worn a Minion costume at work in the past Halloweens–at least I didn’t see anyone wore one in the photos they took in the last four years when I hadn’t joined the organization.

As a token of my appreciation to the people who shared their DIY Minion costumes on the Internet (BIG thanks to you guys for inspirations) and my friends who LIKE and/or inquired about my creation, I will demonstrate how my Minion costume was made in one evening.

Materials: Overall (I bought mine in the men’s section at Walmart because I couldn’t fit into any of the junior sizes and the women’s section didn’t offer overall), a yellow long sleeve shirt, staples, book strap, two Ball Mason jar lids, tape, a stripe of aluminum foil, a pair of yellow socks, cure pipe, black shoes, black gloves


Instead of cutting and sewing black felt onto the front pocket to make the Minion logo or ironing on a premade one, I opted for a simple paper version fixed with tapes. First, I Google searched “jeans close up” and found a blue background that matched the color and pattern (as closely as possible) of my overall.  Then, I searched for the Minion logo, enlarged it and printed it (the black part as shown in the following images). I darkened the logo with a black marker to increase the contrast. I then cut out the logo and glued it to the blue background.

Tape the logo to a blue paper/printout

Tape the logo onto a blue paper/printout

Minion logo

Minion logo

Tape the logo to the front pocket

Staple the corners of the logo

It took me a while to figure out how to make the head accessory. My original thought was to buy a beanie. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find a yellow beanie in any of the stores (Walmart, Target, Dollar Tree, Dollar General, K-mart, Sears, etc.). I also didn’t have any luck in finding a yellow headband. During my trip to Dollar Tree, I saw that they were selling winter socks and there were a few yellow pairs that seemed to fit my need. Since I only had one evening to make the costume, the pair of yellow socks was my best option. All I had to do was sew the ends of the socks together to form a headband and then poked some cure pipes through the socks to make the hair.

Winter socks

Winter socks

Sew to connect both ends

Sew the ends together to form a headband


Cut a cure pipe into four pieces

Cut a cure pipe into four pieces

Stick the cure pipes through the socks/headband

Stick the cure pipes through the socks/headband



In my opinion, the goggles were the most interesting part. I took two Ball Mason jar lids (the center part could be separated) and taped them together. I then used a thin strip of aluminum foil to cover the tape. Then I tied a book strap to the goggles. The good thing about the book strap I bought from Walmart was that it had velcro so I could adjust the length.



Tape the lids together

Tape the lids together

Wrap aluminum foil to cover the tape

Wrap a piece of aluminum foil to cover the tape


Book straps from Walmart.

Book straps from Walmart.


Tie a book strap to the lid

Tie a book strap to the lid


Finished goggles

Finished goggles

Velcro allows length adjustment

Velcro allows length adjustment

The last step, of course, was to try on my DIY Minion costume and wear it to work on Halloween!

I had a good time at work on Halloween. It was my very first time going in to work dressed in Halloween costume. Of course I didn’t wear the headband and the goggles when I drove to work…in case I got pulled over…LOL.


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2011 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,400 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Amigurumi – Graduate

I know it has well passed the time of graduation for most students. However, it is never too late to share the gift I made for my brother, Eric, to celebrate his graduating from high school several months ago.

Eric was the Valedictorian of his class. Needless to say, our family was extremely excited about his graduation. Every one of us had spent months to deliberate over the graduation gifts. I wanted to make something special—something that shows my excitement and appreciation for his achievements. I decided to crochet a doll for Eric—a doll that represents him. It was the first time I had ever handmade a gift for him. (It’s also the first time I had ever handmade a gift for a boy. Ha ha!)

In the eye of the beholder (me!), the doll is chubby and cute. In my brother’s opinion, my creation became the following…

His first reaction upon receiving the doll: “My hair looks like this!?”

A moment later, he continued, “Dude, my head is a ball of rice!”


Well, there is nothing I can do about the “rice ball” head!

Side view

The back

Side view

Today, this prominent “rice-ball head” graduate stood on my brother’s bookshelf. I guess my gift is not that bad after all.

Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother

At the age of 24, unmarried, and without child, it never occurred to me that I would read a parenting book. Yet, when a tremendous amount of media attention was paid to Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, a parenting book by Amy Chau, my curiosity started to itch. My mother, who was desperate to show my siblings and me her (what she thought) less-restricted-than-other-Chinese-parents parenting, nagged me to read the book. I picked it up at the local library and spent the following days on and off on the “story of how Chinese parents are better at raising kids than Western ones.”

Frankly, I was totally turned off by the way Chau was raised and how she raised her two daughters. I admitted that Chau and her daughters, who seemed to have achieved success in almost every aspect of life, enjoyed way more applauses and compliments than most of their peers. However, I could not agree with such pressure-cooker parenting and, in many situations, Chau’s humiliating her children in public was not appropriate. She emphasized in her book that her parents were even tougher on kids when she was a child. It struck me that Chau’s parenting method was likely a reflection of her unhappiness in her childhood. She had unconsciously unleashed that go-through-what-I-went-through feeling on her own children.

Inarguably, Chau was successful in making her daughters one of the most competitive students/musicians among their peers. Yet, I was concerned about their emotional health, especially the emotion of her younger daughter, that seemed faltering as Chau described toward the end of her story.

When it comes to parenting, there probably isn’t a right or wrong method. What is most important is that parenting has to be adjusted and adapted for individual—every child is different and thus a cookie-cutter parenting method is unlikely to work for everyone. Chau apparently overlooked this important point in her quest for becoming the “tiger mother.”

I am not in the position to criticize how Chau raised her daughters. I just hope Chau’s daughters will not do the same to their own children.


An unexpected death of a 21-year-old art student who had given birth to a stillborn baby not long before her death; a series of open letters from her beloved sister who tried hard to identify the murderer when everyone else believed it was a suicide; and, a melodramatic twist in the end constructed Rosamund Lupton’s debut novel, Sister.

Everything began when Beatrice, the protagonist, received a phone call from her mother telling her that her sister, Tess, had been missing for four days. Beatrice, who had been maintaining a close relationship with Tess despite a five-year age difference, flew from New York to London without hesitation. Tess’ missing was especially worrisome to Beatrice who thought Tess’ pregnancy would be due in three weeks. Clinging to the hope that Tess would be back anytime, Beatrice decided to stay in London in Tess’ apartment. She later learned that Tess had already given birth, unfortunately, to a stillborn. It was yet more shattering when the police found Tess’ body in a deserted lavatory in a park.

Beatrice could not bear a life without Tess. She firmly believed that Tess was murdered although the postmortem report concluded that Tess committed suicide. Determined to identify the murderer, Beatrice refused to return to New York—a decision that eventually cost her a high paying job and her relationship with her fiancé, Todd. Through her reminiscence in her letters to Tess and her imaginary interactions with an invented lawyer, Beatrice connected her past and present and revealed her real self. She realized that it was her insecurity that pushed her away from her family. It was her need for safety that made her choose a job and a relationship that offered stability rather than excitement. Her newfound friendship with Tess’ friend, Kasia, led her to realize that she was actually the one who was being looked after by her younger sister, not the other way around. Living in Tess’ apartment, wearing Tess’ clothes, working Tess’ job, becoming friend with Tess’ friends, and eventually experiencing a death that resembled that of Tess, Beatrice reflected that, after all, her real self was not as different from Tess as she had thought.

As I finished reading the novel, I could not help but envied the close relationship between Beatrice and Tess. I have a sister eight years my junior. Similar to Beatrice and Tess, we share minutiae of our life with each other. Still, I wonder if I know my sister as well as Beatrice did Tess to the point that I can be certain whether she would have taken specific action when all evidences seem to be counting against it. I admire the love between Beatrice and Tess as much as I do Lupton’s ability to convey it through her writing. For a debut novel, I think Lupton did a good job capturing and keeping readers’ attention all along although her work might not suit people who like action-packed stories.

One lesson I learned from the novel is that we should not judge people based on their look. I know it sounds like a cliché but it is very true. Often times, we made mistakes because we misjudged people. In Sister, Beatrice didn’t take Kasia seriously in the beginning because Kasia looked like a prostitute with her cheap clothes and makeup. The police didn’t believe Tess was murdered because they stereotyped a young art student who had an illegitimate child to be a drug taker. Beatrice early on dismissed her suspect of Dr. Saunders, who turned out to be the murderer, because he was too charming and handsome to be a criminal. These misjudgments, along with numerous others in the novel, led Beatrice and even us readers to incorrect assumptions.

It was interesting to see how Beatrice’s suspicions went from one person or subject to the next and how the ending took her (and many readers) by surprise. The only complaint I have about the novel is that the ending seemed a little too abrupt and it left me a feeling that the author was trying to cramp most of Beatrice’s reflections and/or realizations in the last few pages. Nonetheless, it was a good book and I would like to thank Random House’s Read It Forward program for sending me this nice piece of work.

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