Seriously? Like for real? We paid (insert unbelievable amount of money here that I refuse to disclose because in principle its against my religion to spend that much money on anything that doesn’t result in a degree but whatever) dollars and we are given a nightgown to wear on Carnival Monday? This is the “one piece all in one attire” you had me all excited about? The one I was envisioning as a fly bandeau top little romper in some vibrant carnival appropriate color? SERIOUSLY ISLAND PEOPLE?? A SCREENPRINTED FUNERAL NIGHTIE?
Okay now that I’ve got that out of my system, I got my costume!! Yay! So excited! Its fabulous! And pink (throws gratuitous pinkie in the air just because) and bedazzled to a level that is only acceptable at Carnival (or an AKA function for Sorors over 60) Though I’m not sure what sweatshop overseas thought that the barbie sized bottom I got was a medium, overall it fits well and I feel like a rockstar in it 🙂
My headpiece however…smh. Um, what was I thinking. I mean I was all like “Yeah if I’m doing Trinidad, I’m a do it big! Go hard or go home!!!” But perhaps I was being a bit ambitious. On the model it looked like a Regal Assemblage of Pink Royalty. Or something overly dramatic like that. In real life it looks like a cross between The Lion King and Jimmy McMillan of the Rent is too Damn High party. It squeezes my cheeks so hard I won’t be able to speak for 12 hours on the road and if I dare to smile for a picture my head may just explode. But it wont even matter because once the drinks start flowing and the soca beats begin, I’m learning that absolutely nothing else matters.
I’ll update Tuesday with the remixed versions of the nightie and full costume assembly! Stay tuned!