From the moment she enrolled in first grade, the pointed hat, cape and color scheme were required accoutrements for the perfect Halloween costume.
She wore the outfit every year (the platform boots were a later accessory), even refusing to try on the long yellow dress her mother Barbara made unless it was dyed black.
“And that was it,” Nicks remembered. “That was my connection. … In fact, if I were to go to a Halloween party right now, what would I be?”
Just taking a wild guess, a witch?
“Absolutely!” Nicks exclaimed. “So that’s a part of me that’ll always be.”