I am trying to assemble my outfit for the Fantasy Fair and was pleased to note that by now, at 86kg, I perfectly fit the dress that Brenda’s mom made for Bren a couple of years ago. It looks great on me; and it fits completely with the theme of Pantheon/goddess/Freya that I want to do for the Fair.
With my amber wedding necklace, tacky bracelets and pretty make-up (of which the latter is not yet featured in this mugshot), I think I’m pretty much set. Olli remarked however that I am a bit too covered to look like a true fertility goddess, which I’m inclined to agree with – and with the brilliant weather forecasts I’m toying with the idea to set out for a white dress and some more tacky jewellery tomorrow.
The only thing that I am really struggling with is the wig with 3ft long blond hair. HOLY CRAP people with long hair, how the hell do you manage? It’s one tangly mess!
I finally managed to braid it into some semblance of sanity, and that’s the only way it still is manageable without driving me crazy all day, I think. Remind me to never grow hair till my butt! 