Well, that was...interesting...
Halloween was fun. I went full out with the makeup as you can see:
Please excuse the crappy quality. I left my camera at work and had to use my webcam. I was Nia from the Water series (I don't remember who it's by, but the books are pretty good). The pictures REALLY don't do this justice. I put glitter on the scales and it made them look really shiny and cool.
The down side: I had nowhere to wear it! Halloween is a family time for the most part, usually. Besides that I have no friends that weren't working, so no party. Yay. But I looked really cool! ^_^
Also...I've used stage makeup before, so I was mildy prepared for this, but I'd never used professional clown greasepaint before...that stuff does NOT come off! Well, it does, but only with A) Multiple rub-my-face-off scrubbings in a hot shower, or B) One swipe with a cotton ball soaked with Ben Nye makeup remover. And guess who accidentally knocked her makeup remover over while taking off makeup yesterday, spilling the entire $7 bottle down the drain? *headdesks*
It was pretty interesting, though...I stepped out of the shower to see if just water and no scrubbing would do any good...it didn't make a dent in the makeup, and now I REALLY looked like a mermaid, wet and dewy and really cool!
I still didn't get all the makeup off, and I have glitter EVERYWHERE. Also...I have no eyebrows. Yeah, I know...but I'm really detail-oriented. And I've tried for several consecutive halloweens to block my eyebrows out, but my eyebrows would have none of it. So I decided to thin them out a little, right? Ended up shaving off half of one eyebrow. I figured then I might as well just go whole hog and do it! It really made the costume better, but now...I have no eyebrows. It's okay, though. I've found drawing them in really isn't that bad. XD (I know, you now all know the extent of my craziness. S'okay, you love me anyway, right? ^_^)
It's getting really COLD here, but I wore my cloak. It's a beautiful blue alpaca wool and really pretty cozy...but who wears a cloak as a regular coat? I usually only get it out around Halloween time.
Okay. Now to more craziness. This morning I had a dream I really hate. It's pretty reoccurring and freaky and did I mention I HATE it? This dream happens whenever I sleep in too late. I think it's my mind's way of punishing me.
So here's the dream in a nutshell: I wake up, ready to get up. So I've opened my eyes, right? I see the view I expect to see, you know, whatever I was facing in my room. So I sit up...and my view doesn't change. I can feel myself sitting up, but it's like I really haven't moved, because my eyes still see the same thing. Usually by this time I know what's happening and have an "ARGH!@" moment. But just to be sure I usually wave my hand in front of my face. I can feel my hand moving, but nothing waves in front of my face. Pretty much, I'm paralyzed. I can feel myself moving, feel my body (like, if I sit up or crawl on the floor I can feel my feet on the floor and the rest of my body) but I haven't moved. The extent of my mobility is limited to my eyes, which I can open and close. Now, this MIGHT be okay if it only happened once (although it is REALLY disconcerting to move and not have your body move), but it usually happens multiple times. Ie: I wake up, feel great, move...I haven't moved. Great. It's that dream again. Okay, we'll go back to sleep. Wake up, feel good move...UGH. Still haven't moved! Not again! Great. I'll just play around and then go back to sleep. Wake up. REALLY hope I've really woken up. Move...I haven't. Usually around this time I start screaming and hitting things because for crap's sake I'm ready to be UP! This usually happens a lot more times until I FINALLY wake up.
And once I've done that, NO WAY am I going back to sleep.
A couple of weird things:
1) Usually I just "stay" in bed and wake up over and over again. This time I actually got up out of my bed for something to do. It is REALLY weird to, in effect, "leave your body." Once I did that, my view changed. I could sort of still feel my body, still see the same view I saw when opening my eyes in the first place, but I had this sort of double vision. I could see my grandmother making food in the kitchen, and I yelled at her to come wake me up (she couldn't hear me). So it was like having 2 bodies, sort of. Freaky.
2) It's interesting that no matter what position I was facing when I fall asleep, the position I "wake up" in (or the view I wake up to see) is the EXACT duplicate of the one I am in (or see) when I wake up for real. So when I go to sleep facing my desk and turn in my sleep to face the wall and my dolls, the view I see when I "wake up" is of the wall and my dolls. And it's not some standard view, because my dolls change every day, sometimes falling over and stuff...and it is ALWAYS exactly like the real scene. I've always wondered how my mind does that.
3) I've also always wondered if my eyes really open or if I move at all when these dreams are happening. I probably don't scream like I do in the dream, because I yell loud enough (and have said some pretty uncharacteristic words trying to catch someones attention) that someone would have come in and woken me up. But my family has a history of sleepwalking, sleepsinging, etc. Having my eyes open would explain the accuracy of the view...I really don't know.
Anyway, so that's a peek into my psyche. Yay. Take from it what you will. I've had suggested that A) I'm crazy, B) My mind is waking up while my body is still sort of in REM sleep, during which the body is paralyzed, and my mind doesn't like this, or C) I'm astral traveling. I don't particularly believe in that a whole lot, and if this is it I don't like it. Just sayin'.
And if you've read all the way to the end of this you are freaking AMAZING! And thank you! Any comments? XD
Please excuse the crappy quality. I left my camera at work and had to use my webcam. I was Nia from the Water series (I don't remember who it's by, but the books are pretty good). The pictures REALLY don't do this justice. I put glitter on the scales and it made them look really shiny and cool.
The down side: I had nowhere to wear it! Halloween is a family time for the most part, usually. Besides that I have no friends that weren't working, so no party. Yay. But I looked really cool! ^_^
Also...I've used stage makeup before, so I was mildy prepared for this, but I'd never used professional clown greasepaint before...that stuff does NOT come off! Well, it does, but only with A) Multiple rub-my-face-off scrubbings in a hot shower, or B) One swipe with a cotton ball soaked with Ben Nye makeup remover. And guess who accidentally knocked her makeup remover over while taking off makeup yesterday, spilling the entire $7 bottle down the drain? *headdesks*
It was pretty interesting, though...I stepped out of the shower to see if just water and no scrubbing would do any good...it didn't make a dent in the makeup, and now I REALLY looked like a mermaid, wet and dewy and really cool!
I still didn't get all the makeup off, and I have glitter EVERYWHERE. Also...I have no eyebrows. Yeah, I know...but I'm really detail-oriented. And I've tried for several consecutive halloweens to block my eyebrows out, but my eyebrows would have none of it. So I decided to thin them out a little, right? Ended up shaving off half of one eyebrow. I figured then I might as well just go whole hog and do it! It really made the costume better, but now...I have no eyebrows. It's okay, though. I've found drawing them in really isn't that bad. XD (I know, you now all know the extent of my craziness. S'okay, you love me anyway, right? ^_^)
It's getting really COLD here, but I wore my cloak. It's a beautiful blue alpaca wool and really pretty cozy...but who wears a cloak as a regular coat? I usually only get it out around Halloween time.
Okay. Now to more craziness. This morning I had a dream I really hate. It's pretty reoccurring and freaky and did I mention I HATE it? This dream happens whenever I sleep in too late. I think it's my mind's way of punishing me.
So here's the dream in a nutshell: I wake up, ready to get up. So I've opened my eyes, right? I see the view I expect to see, you know, whatever I was facing in my room. So I sit up...and my view doesn't change. I can feel myself sitting up, but it's like I really haven't moved, because my eyes still see the same thing. Usually by this time I know what's happening and have an "ARGH!@" moment. But just to be sure I usually wave my hand in front of my face. I can feel my hand moving, but nothing waves in front of my face. Pretty much, I'm paralyzed. I can feel myself moving, feel my body (like, if I sit up or crawl on the floor I can feel my feet on the floor and the rest of my body) but I haven't moved. The extent of my mobility is limited to my eyes, which I can open and close. Now, this MIGHT be okay if it only happened once (although it is REALLY disconcerting to move and not have your body move), but it usually happens multiple times. Ie: I wake up, feel great, move...I haven't moved. Great. It's that dream again. Okay, we'll go back to sleep. Wake up, feel good move...UGH. Still haven't moved! Not again! Great. I'll just play around and then go back to sleep. Wake up. REALLY hope I've really woken up. Move...I haven't. Usually around this time I start screaming and hitting things because for crap's sake I'm ready to be UP! This usually happens a lot more times until I FINALLY wake up.
And once I've done that, NO WAY am I going back to sleep.
A couple of weird things:
1) Usually I just "stay" in bed and wake up over and over again. This time I actually got up out of my bed for something to do. It is REALLY weird to, in effect, "leave your body." Once I did that, my view changed. I could sort of still feel my body, still see the same view I saw when opening my eyes in the first place, but I had this sort of double vision. I could see my grandmother making food in the kitchen, and I yelled at her to come wake me up (she couldn't hear me). So it was like having 2 bodies, sort of. Freaky.
2) It's interesting that no matter what position I was facing when I fall asleep, the position I "wake up" in (or the view I wake up to see) is the EXACT duplicate of the one I am in (or see) when I wake up for real. So when I go to sleep facing my desk and turn in my sleep to face the wall and my dolls, the view I see when I "wake up" is of the wall and my dolls. And it's not some standard view, because my dolls change every day, sometimes falling over and stuff...and it is ALWAYS exactly like the real scene. I've always wondered how my mind does that.
3) I've also always wondered if my eyes really open or if I move at all when these dreams are happening. I probably don't scream like I do in the dream, because I yell loud enough (and have said some pretty uncharacteristic words trying to catch someones attention) that someone would have come in and woken me up. But my family has a history of sleepwalking, sleepsinging, etc. Having my eyes open would explain the accuracy of the view...I really don't know.
Anyway, so that's a peek into my psyche. Yay. Take from it what you will. I've had suggested that A) I'm crazy, B) My mind is waking up while my body is still sort of in REM sleep, during which the body is paralyzed, and my mind doesn't like this, or C) I'm astral traveling. I don't particularly believe in that a whole lot, and if this is it I don't like it. Just sayin'.
And if you've read all the way to the end of this you are freaking AMAZING! And thank you! Any comments? XD