Santa Con 2018

I’ve decided, as I do every year, to get a new costume for Santa Con 2018.

I’ve been a Santa babe, Mrs. Claus, and The Grinch.

This year I’m going to be a reindeer.

I have a pair of reindeer leggings that would be PERFECT for just such an occasion.

Honestly, when ELSE can you wear REINDEER leggings, if not to a Santa Con?

I have reindeer antlers, which I MIGHT just decorate with LED string lights (it all depends if I can find the lights).

And I have a nice long red reindeer sweater, which I think is sufficiently festive for the occasion.

The thing about it is, as much as I like the idea of being a reindeer, I’m not exactly “authentic” for Santa Con.

The purists would say dress up like Santa or stay home.

But my interpretation is much looser and I believe that a pseudo-reindeer is an appropriate outfit for this Santa Con.

Just to make it more believable, and to FULLY COMMIT to the costume, I’ve been searching for a deer makeup tutorial I can use to make myself LOOK LIKE A DEER.

Ha ha, I know!

But there are deer makeup tutorials out there and this is the one I like:

So there you have it – my FOURTH SANTA CON and my FOURTH CHRISTMAS COSTUME.

Hope you like it!

I’ll take a bunch of pictures!

Stubborn or cheap?

I bought a metric SHIT TON of booze for Burning Man this past year.

Handles upon handles of gin, vodka, rum, and tequila.

I also bought THE CHEAPEST booze you could buy.

Nothing over $10 per 1.75 liter bottle.

And plastic bottles, please.

None of this fancy, schmancy pudding pants glass stuff.

[Actually, this is perfect on playa because plastic = no broken bottle]

The thing is, Tejas and I BARELY made a dent in our booze supply.

Oh, we (and when I say we, what I really mean is he) certainly drank more than our fair share of mead, I mean booze.

But we just didn’t drink OUR SUPPLY of booze.

Truthfully, what we really should have done is started giving it out to participants AS SOON AS WE ARRIVED ON PLAYA.

I would need 20 livers to process that much booze!

All this is to say that I am now paying the price.

I REFUSE to buy more booze while I still have the cheap stuff taking up space in my wet bar.

So I’m forcing myself to drink it.

And honestly?

It’s not that good.

Definitely for MIXED drinks, not martinis.

So my question is, am I just too stubborn or am I just cheap?

MOOP managed

The other day, while browsing Instagram, I came across a photo tagged with #BurningMan2018.

It was a photograph of a nearly naked Caucasian woman.

Covering her breasts were glitter and rhinestones.

She wore a tiny thong.

And on her head she wore a rainbow mohawk made of feathers.

Now.

I’m not a hater or an internet troll, but this picture bothered me.

It was an ideal representation of MOOP and cultural appropriation, two things I think Burning Man discourages.

Don’t get me wrong.

The woman was BEAUTIFUL.

And the picture was flawless.

But did it really represent Burning Man 2018?

No.

MOOP?

Yes.

MOOP is a HUGE problem at Burning Man and pictures like this promote the myth that things like glitter and questionably attached rhinestones are the norm at Burning Man.

Several people expressed their dislike of the photo in the comments section and I liked a comment that said, “This doesn’t represent Burning Man to me.”

The photographer responded with a “Hey, self-expression is encouraged at Burning Man.”

True.

But not when it creates MOOP.

Leave No Trace, buddy.

Anyway, I went back to Instagram to grab the photo for this post only to discover that it had been taken down.

Or perhaps the #BurningMan2018 hashtag had been removed.

MOOP managed.

 

 

Scales and Tales

So there’s a burner decompression happening in Santa Cruz called Scales and Tales.

It’s a MONSTER THEMED decompression.

Woo hoo!

Rainbow Trike Track will be there as will my favorite bar, Ali Bar Bar.

The question is. . . what to wear?

My bat costume?

No.

My devil costume?

Too red.

My dragon costume?

I’ve torn the wings.

So I’ve decided to go with a plain old skeleton:

I’ve got a black leather jacket, black shit kicking platform boots, and THIS:

I’ve never worn it, but now seems like as good a time as any to put on this mohawk and step out to a Monster’s Ball!

Interactive Party

I went to a birthday party this weekend and it was OUTRAGEOUSLY FUN!

Yes, the birthday boy is a burner so it was bound to be spectacular, but really it was EXTRAORDINARY!

First of all, street clothes were discouraged (although it did not take precedence over having friends attend).

Instead, we were asked to dress in themes that represented our true self.

Burner wear, costumes, lingerie, etc were all present and accounted for.

I wore my Ashley Graham outfit.

The theme for the party was participation, so everyone was encouraged to share their talents with the crowd.

I wore a silver and black hat I made and I talked to people about how I made it and gave out little cards with the names of suppliers, for ribbons, rhinestones, base hat, etc.

It was a fantastic evening and I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I had the MOST AMAZING TIME!

When it came to entertainment, the party guests really knocked it out of the park:

  • Naked fire dancing
  • Belly dancing
  • Ropes and suspensions
  • Jazz singing
  • Dancing
  • DJ music
  • Guitar playing
  • Flogging

By the time I was ready to leave, I was fully saturated with entertainment and fun!

What an excellent idea for a party!

Go ahead and rip off the idea for your next party. . . I guarantee it’ll be the most fun you’ve ever had at a party!

Share Yourself

I’m going to a birthday party in less than two weeks.

Even though the birthday boy’s birthday is in January, he’s celebrating in September and I’m totally down with that.

September 22 is also the day that I celebrate Douglas, Ruby, Mac, Wendy, Andrew and Zachary – my lost beloveds.

I refuse to be sad remembering them.

So a party is a perfect way to remember them and put a little happiness in the air for them.

It’s an INTERACTIVE birthday party which means that everyone has to bring something to share.

We’re talking more than just food here.

We’re talking musical performances, demos, and more.

I am personally going to a give a demo on my hat making skills.

I’ll take a Chinese military captain’s hat and show how to convert it to a stellar Burning Man captain’s hat complete with rhinestones, ribbon and spikes.

I used to make lots of these hats and sold them for $200 – $250.

The market on etsy is now SATURATED with blinged-out captain’s hats so I’ve retired my business.

But I’m happy to do a demo for those who are interested.

I’m also going to wear my Ashley Graham-inspired dress:

You know which one I’m talking about – the one with the white mesh bodysuit and strappy black bra underneath.

And, of course, the outfit wouldn’t be complete without one of my captain’s hats to go with it – specifically my silver/black captain’s hat:

image1(1)As far as party ideas go, this one is a REAL WINNER in my book.

It involves more than dressing up and bringing food to share.

You have to share yourself, and that’s the most amazing gift you can give anyone.

Kudos to the Birthday Boy!

Midas Touch

I’m seriously bummed that Burning Man 2018 is over.

What will I do with my time now that I don’t need to plan how to survive in an inhospitable alpine desert environment for a week?

Plan more costumes, of course!

I’ve been thinking it’s time to put together a GOLD outfit.

Something very monochromatic with gold EVERYTHING!

I’ll be a dancing queen.

Here’s what I’ve dug up so far:

I LOVE the idea of combining the winged headdress with actual wings on your shoulders, though in practice I might leave this feature out since walking around in wings is really annoying.

You bump into everyone.

I guess you could say that since Burning Man 2018 is complete, I’m back to the drawing board as far as costumes go.

Time to design some more.

For sure I’m going to base them on bathing suits, since swimsuits are compact as well as fashionable.

What do you think of my Midas Touch costume?

 

Here are the links, if you’re interested:

Choker | Bathing suit | Earrings | Boots | Headdress | Goggles | Pants | Wings

Surprise in deep playa

One of the things I LOVE about Burning Man is that the unexpected happens.

Of course, that can be a double edged sword when your RV breaks down in Gerlach a mere 10 miles from the event.

Or, it can work in your favor when you’re gifting chapstick and come upon a group of people in desperate need of chapstick.

Truth.

While I was venturing out to the trash fence in deep playa with my friend and her kid, we noticed a bunch of lights off in the distance.

And since we are a curious bunch, we decided to go there to see what it was about.

And we stumbled on an OASIS!

A guy in a fuzzy yellow wig had built himself a little BICYCLE BAR.

That’s right.

He had a bar around his bike and he pedaled out into deep playa, set up speakers, played some wonderful tunes – and sure enough – people flocked to him.

He was serving chilled beer or a tiki drink made with pineapple juice.

Oh, so delicious!

Isn’t it lovely?!

You can be just exploring a new area, expecting absolutely nothing to come of it, when all of a sudden something lovely drops into your lap!

So here’s to the Dusty Pineapple bicycle bar in deep playa.

I salute you in all my pineapple finery!

May the sun always shine on you and your endeavors!

Trash fence

I always sum up my Burning Man experience each year with one quick phrase:

  • 2015 was the year I got dumped.  I also got ditched but when you get dumped, that sort of eclipses everything else, don’t you think?  Still, it stung.
  • 2016 was my abstinent year (I know, I know, how UNLIKE me!).
  • 2017 was the year I lived through my vagina.
  • And 2018 was the year of art.

That’s right.

I saw TONS of art.

I’m not sure I would have seen as much art had my dear friend and her kid not taken me under their wing and led me right to the art.

For a woman with an ADVENTURE BLOG, I should be more adventurous, right?

Then again, I’ve run with the bulls.

Raced stock cars.

And eaten Korean silkworm larvae (only if spitting counts).

So I’ll forgive myself for not feeling motivated on my own.

With the help of my friends, I actually made it to the TRASH FENCE.

And I snapped a picture to prove it:

And just because I’m in a sharing mood, here are some of my favorite Burning Man 2018 pictures:

And a few more pics which I’m sure I didn’t take but they’re on my phone, all credit to the photographers (LMK if it’s you):

The Great Train Wreck

Two replica trains were built out of wood for Burning Man.

They were placed on a track facing each other and filled with explosives.

Then, after a fireworks show, the trains were pushed on the track to one another and KABOOM!

The trains blew up in a massive fireball.

I’m telling you this not because I saw it, but because I heard about it as I was trying to peek over people’s heads on my tippy toes.

I saw NONE of it.

There were so many people surrounding The Great Train Wreck’s perimeter it was IMPOSSIBLE to see anything.

Still, it sounded AMAZING.

And I did managed to hold my camera up over my head and snap a few pictures.

The irony out of all this is that the explosions occurred BEFORE the collision.

Timing is everything.