As the crisp October air gives way to the first whispers of November frost, the spirit of All Hallows’ Eve lingers like the afterglow of a jack-o’-lantern’s grin. In the heart of California’s sun-kissed suburbs, where palm trees sway like mischievous witches’ brooms, Gwen Stefani and Blake Shelton turned the streets into their personal fairy tale on October 31, 2025. The power couple, whose love story has been as enduring as a classic rock ballad, shared a cascade of heartwarming snaps from their family Halloween escapades, capturing the magic of trick-or-treating alongside Stefani’s three sons. Dressed in whimsical costumes that blended whimsy with a touch of nostalgia, the duo led the charge through candy-strewn sidewalks, their laughter echoing amid glowing pumpkins and rustling leaves. Stefani, 56, channeled the timeless elegance of Snow White in a vibrant blue-and-yellow gown, her signature platinum locks swapped for a sleek black wig and ruby-red lips that popped against the twilight sky. Shelton, 49, lumbered alongside in a comically oversized turtle shell, his broad shoulders straining against the green foam as he doled out dad jokes to the delight of wide-eyed neighbors. “Happy Halloween, my little marigolds 👻🧡,” Stefani captioned a bubbly Instagram Reel, set to the twangy beats of her recent single “Bouquet,” showcasing the family’s haul of Snickers and Skittles piled high in glowing pumpkin buckets. These glimpses into their festive frolic weren’t just seasonal snapshots; they were a vibrant testament to a blended family thriving in the glow of love, laughter, and a little lighthearted absurdity—proving once again that for Stefani and Shelton, every holiday is a chance to rewrite the script of happily ever after.
Their Halloween harmony feels especially poignant this year, marking a decade since that fateful spooky season in 2015 when their romance first flickered to life amid fake cobwebs and caramel apples. Back then, fresh off the emotional wreckage of their respective divorces—Stefani from Bush frontman Gavin Rossdale after 13 years, Shelton from fellow country star Miranda Lambert following a four-year whirlwind—the pair crossed paths at a private bash hosted by Jared Leto in the Hollywood Hills. Stefani arrived as a blood-splattered farmer girl, her mini dress and cowgirl hat smeared with theatrical gore, while Shelton rocked a casual poncho and a Wienerschnitzel cap, his easy grin cutting through the fog machine haze. A newly unearthed photo from that night, shared by Stefani on October 30 via a nostalgic carousel post, captures the spark: her leaning into him under a harvest moon, the air thick with unspoken possibility. “Met you in October, I had nothing to lose… Knew I had to kiss you on the Halloween moon,” she wrote, overlaying the image with lyrics from her upcoming track “October Moon,” a sultry nod to serendipity’s sweet sting. That evening, amid the clink of candy bowls and the distant howl of partygoers, they shared their first tentative kiss—a moment Stefani later described in a Vogue interview as “the universe’s way of saying, ‘Try again.'” It was the beginning of a love that would weather tabloid tempests, blending Stefani’s pop-punk polish with Shelton’s rugged country roots into a union as unexpected as a rockstar in cowboy boots.
Fast-forward ten years, and their Halloween ritual has evolved into a cherished family tradition, a yearly canvas for creativity and connection that pulls in Stefani’s boys—Kingston James, 19; Zuma Nesta, 16; and Apollo Bowie, 11—from her marriage to Rossdale. This year’s outing unfolded in the gated enclave of Pacific Palisades, where Stefani’s sprawling estate transforms into a haunted haven each fall: Cobweb-draped gates flanked by animatronic skeletons, a fog-shrouded driveway lined with flickering lanterns, and a front porch groaning under the weight of caramel-drizzled popcorn and spiced cider. The snaps tell the tale in vivid vignettes: A group shot of the clan in full regalia, Kingston towering as a sleek vampire with crimson cape billowing, Zuma channeling a cyberpunk ghost in neon-trimmed sheets, and Apollo as a pint-sized pirate, eye patch askew and plastic cutlass raised in mock battle. Stefani’s Snow White gleams like a storybook come alive, her gown a nod to Disney dreams, while Shelton’s turtle—complete with a plush head bobbing comically—elicits peals of laughter from the kids as they pose for a family selfie. One particularly endearing clip shows Apollo tugging Shelton’s shell, demanding “Faster, Turtle Grandpa!” as they navigate a neighbor’s driveway, buckets swinging with fresh loot. “These nights are pure gold,” Shelton commented on Stefani’s post, adding a string of pumpkin emojis. “Nothing beats seeing the boys light up—makes the candy corn worth it.”
The evening’s energy was electric, a blend of high-spirited hijinks and tender teachable moments that underscore the couple’s commitment to fostering a blended brood. Trick-or-treating kicked off at dusk, the group weaving through palm-fringed cul-de-sacs where McMansions morph into monster manors: One home’s fog machine belched dry ice dragons, another’s motion-sensor witches cackled from the eaves. Shelton, ever the playful protector, led the charge with a comically exaggerated waddle, his turtle flippers slapping the pavement as he bartered for extra Kit Kats with booming one-liners: “This shell’s tough, but my sweet tooth’s tougher!” The boys, now teenagers on the cusp of independence, reveled in the ritual—Kingston snapping Polaroids for his Insta grid, Zuma trading glow sticks with neighborhood pals, Apollo’s unbridled glee infectious as he dashed from door to door. Stefani, radiant in her princess guise, captured it all on her phone: Close-ups of chocolate-smeared grins, a slow-mo of Shelton hoisting Apollo for a high-five from a porch perch, and a quiet moment where she and Kingston share a conspiratorial whisper over a shared Twix. “Halloween’s our reset button,” Stefani told a close friend during the outing, her voice carrying over the rustle of candy wrappers. “In this crazy world, it’s just us—dressed silly, hearts full.” By night’s end, the haul spilled across their kitchen island: Mountains of Reese’s, Starbursts sorted by color, and a lone full-sized Snickers hailed as the “holy grail.” As the clock struck midnight, the family unwound with a Hocus Pocus marathon, popcorn bowls in laps and costumes strewn like fallen leaves.
This year’s festivities carry extra layers of nostalgia, echoing the couple’s decade of delightful disguises that have become a hallmark of their public persona. From 2016’s farmer-and-scarecrow duo (a playful riff on their Oklahoma roots) to 2018’s sultry Nightmare Before Christmas pair—Stefani as the ragdoll Sally, Shelton as Jack Skellington, complete with zero-shaped grins—to 2022’s Gremlings mash-up where Shelton embodied Gizmo’s chaotic cousin, their costumes have always mirrored their playful dynamic: Stefani’s high-fashion flair tempered by Shelton’s down-home humor. “Blake’s the king of commitment—he once spent three hours in a werewolf suit for Zuma’s school party,” Stefani laughed in a recent Ellen appearance, recounting how his fur-trimmed folly left him shedding faux hair for days. The boys, too, have grown into the tradition: Kingston’s evolution from toddler T-Rex to brooding Edward Cullen, Zuma’s annual nod to video game avatars, Apollo’s unapologetic dive into superhero capes. Blending families isn’t without its bumps—coordinating schedules with Rossdale’s London-based life, navigating teen moods amid the sugar rush—but Stefani and Shelton approach it with the grace of seasoned performers, turning potential pitfalls into plot twists. “We’re a remix, not a redo,” Shelton quipped in a People profile last year, crediting Stefani’s “fierce mama bear” energy for smoothing the seams.
Beyond the costumes and confections, these snaps serve as a subtle salve amid the couple’s own chapter of change. Shelton’s semi-retirement from The Voice after 23 seasons, announced in May 2025, has gifted him more porch-side sunsets at their Oklahoma ranch, where he and Stefani are nesting deeper into marital bliss. Stefani, meanwhile, gears up for her Las Vegas residency extension—Just a Girl: The Vegas Tour—a high-octane celebration of her No Doubt legacy that kicks off in December, promising Harajuku flair and hits like “Hollaback Girl” reimagined for Sin City’s glow. Their Halloween haul, in a way, symbolizes the sweetness they’ve harvested: A decade of dodged drama, from 2015’s “flirty friends” label to 2021’s intimate Oklahoma wedding under a wildflower arch, vows exchanged with the boys as ring bearers. “Gwen and Blake’s love is the real enchantment,” a fan commented on the post, summing up the sentiment scrolling through thousands of likes. Celebrities chimed in too: Kelly Clarkson dropping heart-eyes emojis with “Turtle power!,” Pharrell Williams quipping “Snow White’s got that country edge now,” and even Rossdale sharing a subtle thumbs-up Story repost, a nod to the co-parenting civility that’s become their norm.
As the calendar flips toward Thanksgiving, Stefani and Shelton’s Halloween highlights linger like the last echoes of “Monster Mash.” In a year marked by Shelton’s tour triumphs—his Back to the Honky Tonk jaunt wrapping with a sold-out Nashville finale—and Stefani’s chart-climbing “Bouquet” (a floral-fueled bop teasing her 2026 solo album), these family frames ground their glamour in genuine joy. The boys, teetering on adulthood’s edge, get a final taste of childhood whimsy; the couple, a reminder that love’s best costumes are the ones worn daily—comfortable, colorful, and custom-made. “Every Halloween’s a new story,” Stefani reflected in an Instagram Q&A, her Snow White smile beaming through the screen. “This one? Ours, with a side of turtles and treats.” For fans who’ve followed their fairy tale from polo-field glances to porch-light parades, it’s a chapter worth savoring: Proof that in the grand production of life, the sweetest scenes are the unscripted ones, played out under a harvest moon with candy in hand and family close. As Shelton might drawl over a post-trick-or-treat bonfire, “Life’s too short for bad costumes—or bad company.” In their world, the fit’s always just right.
