Carnaval

I don't have a whole lot of pictures bec I used my phone as a camera which was decent, but wasn't able to take really quick pictures, so things that were moving didn't turn out. I expect my friends who had real cameras will be mailing around the ones they took soon and I'll forward the better ones.

This is me, in the car on the way to Claire's hotel (my friend Claire who is REALLY into carnaval rents a hotel suite next to the convention center). Terry (Tamashii) who was in the front seat of the car with his wife said, "what are you doing back there?" me: "taking pictures", he said "are you taking pictures of yourself? (laugh)" me: "yes"


So now you know how incredibly goofy I look. I took a picture of me in my favorite sunglasses too, even though they're boy glasses, but they're the ones that are part of the Windsurfing lesson by Olivier story.


My friend's husband Jeff (who is 6'7") decided to go as the Jolly Green Giant. This is him being painted by Rebecca in Claire's hotel bathroom. The bathtub was the staging point for many people getting painted and before Jeff it was covered in blue paint, splattered randomly on the sheets they'd draped on the walls, on the ceiling and floor. Rolls of towels and bits of bandages were everywhere and the occasional splatter of red paint. Someone said "it looks like the scene of a smurf murder"

This is my friend Missy, Tamashii's wife, as Space Girl. She was ecstatic how voluptuous she was in her outfit and made a point to tell everyone :p She's adorable btw. Blonde in RL, one of the prettiest people I know.

This is my friend Katherine who went as "my date" (her husband didn't want to go either) Katherine is amazing and beautiful. She does Ironmans and is my hero. I told her she should start a company called "body by Katherine". Ironmans if you dont know the details are triathalons with a 2.4-mile swim, then a 112-mile bike ride, and finally, a marathon (26.2 miles), all done one right after the other. Anyway, Katherine's skirt was red sheer so you could see her shorts underneath which had the words "Rodeo Trash" written on the butt, and she wore these beautiful cowboy boots that I wish I had a photo of.

This is a picture of me in my "costume" (a mask, corset, poof skirt thing, fishnets and combat boots, which I'm not sure qualifies as a 'costume') standing next to a guy in a very strange ensemble. He had a UT shirt on, horns, women's make up, silky white briefs, stockings and heels. Btw, you're lucky (or not) you're getting any pictures of me. I think I look like a doof :p and I've since learned that the corset/skirt combo I wore is incredibly common and seems to be the starter set that The Bazaar must make a mint on.

And finally, Claire, my beautiful artist friend.
This is her in her hotel room, pre-headdress. She made her husband Jeff (Rebecca's Jeff calls him 'mini-me', even though Claire's Jeff is like 6'1") a costume with fibre optics... her costume and his were themed as aztec gods. When I get a hold of the photos everyone else took with real cameras, I'll post good photos of them because the ones I took of their completed costumes, my no-flash camera phone was no good.

After carnaval we went to Kerby Lane Cafe for pancakes and everyone mostly wore regular clothes covering their party clothes, but Rebecca's Jeff's newly shaven head was still green and he's insisting they discriminated against him since the waiter brought all our food and not his. He had to eat his dinner after we were mostly done with ours. So there's still bigotry even in educated towns, especially against green people.