Birthday!

My birthday is coming up!

Last year I hosted a Bohemian Rhapsody themed birthday party at the premiere of Bohemian Rhapsody, the Freddie Mercury biopic.

Two years before that, I hosted a pirate’s pub crawl in Campbell with my friends.

All very fun.

This year, I’m going to my aunt and uncle’s house in Castro Valley to celebrate a late Halloween party.

I’m dressing up as a Lizzo-inspired performer.

Quite frankly, that’s as close as I can get to that bad ass bitch.

I’m excited, however.

Getting another year older is NBD.

It’s a luxury denied to many so I remind myself as I start to feel my creaking knees and spot gray hair on my head that I should be thrilled.

Lord knows that but for the grace of God, or the unraveling of the universe, I might not be where I am today.

Celebrating my birthday with family and friends.

I plan to celebrate my birthday for as long as I can and see as many friends and family as possible.

It’s just a BONUS that there’s costumes involved.

Woot!

Sequins and pearls and beads, oh my!

There’s a quinceañera party for the village (it’s turning 15 years old) and I need to come up with a quinceañera outfit for a quinceañera happy hour party.

Ironically enough, I have a grape-colored quinceañera dress in my costume bins.

I wore it to a wedding at unSCruz that was inspired by the movie Labyrinth.

I paired it with delicate silver wings, hair jewels, and a delicate silver choker..

It seemed like the perfect dress at the time – big, floofy, and very very bejeweled.

Which brings me to the problem I’m running into:

Bejeweled dresses are at high risk for mooping.

So I can’t wear my current quinceañera dress on the playa.

I need something else.

Also?

Quinceañera dresses are notorious for taking up tons of space in storage, so I’m not thrilled that I’ll be packing a dress that takes up TONS OF SPACE in my travel bins.

And quite frankly, quinceañera dresses are not the most flattering type of dress for my body type.

Take a nice curvy body and throw a shit ton of fabric at it and you get a cupcake.

In that order, those are my quinceañera dress concerns:  MOOP, space, and flattering cut.

I do happen to have a white dress (for White Wednesday) that I might be able to repurpose into some sort of quinceañera-like dress, though it won’t be as fluffy or fancy.

To make up for it, I’m thinking I’ll wear a crown or a tiara – both common practices at quinceañera parties – and call it a costume.

I’m not thrilled that it’s white.

White seems awfully bridal and when you add a tiara, the results are very. . . ahem, nuptial.

Also?

I’m worried about the crown losing it’s jewels on the playa.

More MOOP!

This is what I struggle with – trying to make a non-MOOPY costume out of an inherently MOOPY activity.