dance? no dance.
So I ended up not being a dancing girl yesterday. By the time I got home, there to change and pick up some things, the band was already at the venue. They'd gotten an early start--individual members having decided to either take the day off work or leave work early--so got to the venue early, so opted not to wait to put on their show. There will be other opportunities. As for yesterday, I was relieved that I wouldn't have to make the drive.
Ironically, by the time of the phone call, I'd finally decided what to wear. And, in fact, was already wearing it, so just hung out at home in my pseudo-cheerleader duds.
Oh, should I mention that I went to the Goodwill on Thursday and found the following items, some of which went into the costume?
- The tightest, shortest red shorts ever.
- The tightest black t-shirt(s) ever.
- The i-kinda-love-it-iest black t-shirt that says "Not guilty" across the chest ever. The "not" is in white font; the "guilty" is red font. (I like how it has the same ironic message as a shirt that says "innocent" but without the cutesy-poo princess-ness.) The word "Chicago" appears on the sleeve, but I don't get the reference.
- The omg-i-must-have-it-iest Mizrahi (for Target, I assume) hot pink sheath dress ever. This is the second time that I have seen an impossibly pink Mizrahi dress on a clearance rack, tried it on, found that it fit, and purchased it against all reason. I do not know why this shade of pink so appeals. Really, what I should say is I do not know when I adopted hot pink as my signature color.*
(* This must have something to do with college. I blame either Ruben Puentedura or Doug Diaz. I'm guessing that some project I had to do either for Doug's class or as part of my thesis has led me to this. The only defense I have is that I still hate pastel pink. Except, I would totally wear pastel pink to a goth party, along with too-light foundation, to give an aspect of ghostliness to the presentation. But, honest!, that's all I think pastel pink is good for.)
- Rollerblades. (If they'd been rollerskates, I might've added them to the costume.) Pink and black exercise shirt. Red and black striped shirt. (I'd been drifting from stripes lately, [since last summer, when I decided to branch out and embrace the polka-dot] but now I want to drift back. I don't know if they make me look wider, and I'm determined not to care.) And... um... that's it! I think that's it. I very carefully stayed away from the housewares section, so no new kitchen electronics or ceramic anything were acquired.
After leaving Goodwill, I went to Payless and then Wal-Mart (I know, I know, I'm judging me, too) looking for whatever shoes cheerleaders wear. Thus discovered that I cannot just buy athletic shoes. I have no trouble buying completely impractical girly shoes I may only wear once. But when it comes to athletic shoes, for some reason, they must have some practical value. So I couldn't buy those wonderfully cheap ugly plain white jobbies that're really only good for walking in because I do not walk in my athletic shoes. (I run, I jump, I skip rope, but I don't just walk in athletic shoes.*) And many of the cute/practical athletic shoes were outside the price range.
(* I really probably don't *just* walk in any of my shoes. The other day, a parking security guard marveled out loud because he'd never seen a woman run so fast in heels. [I guess he's never seen Carrie Bradshaw making like a gazelle down a New York street. Or the High Heel-A-Thon that Kelly Ripa just participated in.] This makes it so very ironic that every time I've had a sprained ankle, the injury occurred while I was wearing athletic shoes.)
After a while, I realized that I was being too literal, so walked through the shoe section several more times looking for something that would imply Satan's Cheerleader but wasn't necessarily something a cheerleader would wear while doing her thing. I wasn't going to be doing any actual cheer moves, after all.
By the way, in case you have not seen this movie, here's the trailer.
(I made c* watch this so he'd know what I was talking about as I yammered at him. He may forgive me someday. I also, after some weeks of keeping it to myself, told him to look up photo or video of Korto from this season of "Project Runway." The woman is fine. And every time the camera filmed her walking away, I knew that c* would appreciate the view. I would've told him about the wondrous-ness of Korto's posterior sooner, but I was worried he'd mock me for watching PR.)
So, I was trying to do some combination of the Satan's Cheerleader outfit, and the cheerleader outfits from Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" video. (In case you haven't seen it...) That's probably why the black t-shirt with red text appealed.
Also, I was bearing in mind the outfits worn by The HorrorPops' dancing girls, since Ramon (drummer/founder of The Lurking Terror) mentioned that he likes the style of 'em. (Videos by this band can be found on Youtube or MySpace, but the point is: short and foofy skirts.)
Ok, let me see if I can find the thread...
Shoes! That's it.
I did not get shoes. The shoes I saw either didn't match the theme in my head, or were too expensive. I was worried about it. But c* pointed out that I was doing that thing I do, that perfectionist thing, and suggested that it would be fine for me to wear shoes I already have even though they're not "perfect." No one would judge. (And, come to think of it, with a skirt that short, would people really be looking at my feet? When looking at the photo on The Lurking Terror's band page, I don't notice, as Ramon wondered, whether or not that dress makes Christina's arms look too muscley. I am noticing that the dress is short and tight with a zipper that goes down its entire front.)
In any case, on to other costuming notions.
Ironically, by the time of the phone call, I'd finally decided what to wear. And, in fact, was already wearing it, so just hung out at home in my pseudo-cheerleader duds.
Oh, should I mention that I went to the Goodwill on Thursday and found the following items, some of which went into the costume?
- The tightest, shortest red shorts ever.
- The tightest black t-shirt(s) ever.
- The i-kinda-love-it-iest black t-shirt that says "Not guilty" across the chest ever. The "not" is in white font; the "guilty" is red font. (I like how it has the same ironic message as a shirt that says "innocent" but without the cutesy-poo princess-ness.) The word "Chicago" appears on the sleeve, but I don't get the reference.
- The omg-i-must-have-it-iest Mizrahi (for Target, I assume) hot pink sheath dress ever. This is the second time that I have seen an impossibly pink Mizrahi dress on a clearance rack, tried it on, found that it fit, and purchased it against all reason. I do not know why this shade of pink so appeals. Really, what I should say is I do not know when I adopted hot pink as my signature color.*
(* This must have something to do with college. I blame either Ruben Puentedura or Doug Diaz. I'm guessing that some project I had to do either for Doug's class or as part of my thesis has led me to this. The only defense I have is that I still hate pastel pink. Except, I would totally wear pastel pink to a goth party, along with too-light foundation, to give an aspect of ghostliness to the presentation. But, honest!, that's all I think pastel pink is good for.)
- Rollerblades. (If they'd been rollerskates, I might've added them to the costume.) Pink and black exercise shirt. Red and black striped shirt. (I'd been drifting from stripes lately, [since last summer, when I decided to branch out and embrace the polka-dot] but now I want to drift back. I don't know if they make me look wider, and I'm determined not to care.) And... um... that's it! I think that's it. I very carefully stayed away from the housewares section, so no new kitchen electronics or ceramic anything were acquired.
After leaving Goodwill, I went to Payless and then Wal-Mart (I know, I know, I'm judging me, too) looking for whatever shoes cheerleaders wear. Thus discovered that I cannot just buy athletic shoes. I have no trouble buying completely impractical girly shoes I may only wear once. But when it comes to athletic shoes, for some reason, they must have some practical value. So I couldn't buy those wonderfully cheap ugly plain white jobbies that're really only good for walking in because I do not walk in my athletic shoes. (I run, I jump, I skip rope, but I don't just walk in athletic shoes.*) And many of the cute/practical athletic shoes were outside the price range.
(* I really probably don't *just* walk in any of my shoes. The other day, a parking security guard marveled out loud because he'd never seen a woman run so fast in heels. [I guess he's never seen Carrie Bradshaw making like a gazelle down a New York street. Or the High Heel-A-Thon that Kelly Ripa just participated in.] This makes it so very ironic that every time I've had a sprained ankle, the injury occurred while I was wearing athletic shoes.)
After a while, I realized that I was being too literal, so walked through the shoe section several more times looking for something that would imply Satan's Cheerleader but wasn't necessarily something a cheerleader would wear while doing her thing. I wasn't going to be doing any actual cheer moves, after all.
By the way, in case you have not seen this movie, here's the trailer.
Click to view(I made c* watch this so he'd know what I was talking about as I yammered at him. He may forgive me someday. I also, after some weeks of keeping it to myself, told him to look up photo or video of Korto from this season of "Project Runway." The woman is fine. And every time the camera filmed her walking away, I knew that c* would appreciate the view. I would've told him about the wondrous-ness of Korto's posterior sooner, but I was worried he'd mock me for watching PR.)
So, I was trying to do some combination of the Satan's Cheerleader outfit, and the cheerleader outfits from Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" video. (In case you haven't seen it...) That's probably why the black t-shirt with red text appealed.
Also, I was bearing in mind the outfits worn by The HorrorPops' dancing girls, since Ramon (drummer/founder of The Lurking Terror) mentioned that he likes the style of 'em. (Videos by this band can be found on Youtube or MySpace, but the point is: short and foofy skirts.)
Ok, let me see if I can find the thread...
Shoes! That's it.
I did not get shoes. The shoes I saw either didn't match the theme in my head, or were too expensive. I was worried about it. But c* pointed out that I was doing that thing I do, that perfectionist thing, and suggested that it would be fine for me to wear shoes I already have even though they're not "perfect." No one would judge. (And, come to think of it, with a skirt that short, would people really be looking at my feet? When looking at the photo on The Lurking Terror's band page, I don't notice, as Ramon wondered, whether or not that dress makes Christina's arms look too muscley. I am noticing that the dress is short and tight with a zipper that goes down its entire front.)
In any case, on to other costuming notions.