|Serious costuming - St. Ann parade 2016|
I never really got excited over dressing up for Halloween. My mom once made me a fairy costume, complete with wings. But I felt silly in it. As a pre-teen, the most common costume for my social set was a "bum" which meant torn clothes and dark smudges on my face. Maybe a blacked-out tooth, if I got really creative.
As a teen, I was way too cool to dress up at all.
And as a young woman, I felt too self-conscious to draw attention to myself even with flashy normal attire, much less fancy dress.
I worked in a trade where the standard attire was t-shirts and jeans. I remember one year when I was desperately poor, I stretched my budget to buy a clean flannel shirt to wear to a cast party I was invited to, and thought I was dressing up.
|Purple wig, gloves and a cocktail - getting there|
So, as I have now, in my second half-century, moved to a place where costume, fancy dress, and just plain eccentric attire is the norm, I have to get with the program.
|Mardi Gras Day 2016 - still dressing down|
But fascinators - they're lightweight, fun, and don't leave you with hat-hair. So last year I made baby steps of wearing a red fascinator to Carnival.
|At the Race Track|
This year, I attended the annual Twelfth Night party at Vaughans Lounge, where costumes were mandatory. A mask and a purple wig went a long way.
I have visited some of the wonderful and hidden secret costume sales that pop up all over New Orleans.
|Mardi Gras bandeau - good for cold nights|
|Mardi Gras chapeau|
|Note to self: no more corsets|
This week, I'm putting the finishing touches on my Mardi Gras Day costume. I'm spending a lot of time with a hot glue gun.
I hope to be able to show you my results - without embarrassment.