You know what they say about the best laid plans?
This happens every year. EVERY single year. Pretty much every single event. I spend a lot of time doing costumes for my kids or other people, and end up without a costume myself. I’ve decided that the month of January is now devoted to doing a costume just for me. Enough is enough. There needs to be a little self love here.
I always manage to get myself twisted up into knots about costumes. Is it good enough? Does it look too homemade, too cobbled together? I spend too much time second guessing myself – afraid to start – and then when I do start I spend far too much time obsessing about tiny details that, realistically, no one else will ever notice.
I set a higher standard for myself with Munchkin’s Jedi outfit for Miscon. Honestly, I’m a little disappointed in myself for copping out on this one.
Cue Robin Hood. I was aiming for the Disney Robin Hood feel with a few of the classic Errol Flynn notes thrown in. Originally I planned to make a quiver and some arrows, and boot tops, and he was going to wear the white pants from his Jedi outfit… buuuuuut the pants got dirty yesterday and I couldn’t find the shirt that I wanted to put underneath the tunic and so we ended up with all gray instead. Munchkin insisted on the blue cape instead of the green one, and I couldn’t find the other boots I’d made for his Jedi outfit… so… this is his one hour costume. The belt is recycled from his Jedi outfit. I had so much fun making that, way back when I did… I want to make more cool kids’ belts.
For Little Elf, I already knew I was going to go simple… my cousin sent me a fuzzy baby outfit with ears and wooden buttons on the front. I looked at that and instantly decided he’d be Max from Where the Wild Things Are. I should have done a different tail… I realized too late that Max’s tail is actually a furry tail, but I think the crown sold it. People at least knew who he was.
As for my outfit… well, the badass steampunk pirate I wanted to do morphed into … what can I put together that looks sort of piratey because I can’t find the poet shirt I made two years ago, don’t have time to make a skirt, and in general am running out of steam. Hence… weird witchy pirate get up.
In other news… this is the last post of the 2013 NaBloWriMo challenge. Holy schnikies I made it! I am inordinately proud of myself… I’m not sure what my previous record was but I’m sure it wasn’t more than 10 days. (I think it was actually 6.) I decided (insanely) to take on this challenge this month for a couple of reasons… I wanted to force myself to write more, I wanted to make connections with other bloggers, and I needed to prove to myself that I am still capable of accomplishing something even with a new baby and less than 3 1/2 hours of continuous sleep at night. On all counts, I feel that I succeeded… I’ve “met” some really wonderful folks through the blog hopping I’ve done this month, written more than I ever thought I would, and I definitely managed this with a (now) two month old!
Go me. Go US!!!! Congratulations to everyone!