Archive for the ‘What to wear – coats and costumes and coifs, oh my!’ Category

Space bags STILL SUCK.

August 10, 2016

I’ve posted enough about trying them out. The ones you vacuum can shrink stuff, into a brick that may make packing more difficult. But then once you’re there, who’s got a vaccum? My friends are trying it anyways, claiming their air mattress pump will work.

Checkout line impulse, Swiss Gear ones. More expensive, “name brand,” maybe they’ll be useful this time. 

Misc. clothes (ie not total outfits that can go in their own ziploc bag):

On the left, a plastic zipper bag that probably sheets came in. Right, the empty space bag. Transferred – the sliding closer clip came off before I’d even opened it (per usual). I filled it with the clothes, smushed it below the fill line, went to roll, POP! Well, too much stuff. Halved it, made it nice and flat. Started to roll, POP! Took everything out but a skirt and bikini top, made sure to squeeze excess air out before rolling, started rolling, POP!

They’re just thicker ziploc bags with a useless plastic sliding tab. How did you get it to work? What do you use to compress stuff for packing? I’d use a compression bag but the plastic keeps stuff clean, and the see-through means less rummaging, which also means keeping it cleaner…

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Last minute tips and reminders

August 22, 2011

– Pay all your bills. My first year, I forgot to pay my car insurance. Got home and continued to forget for several months. Luckily, Safe Auto reminded me before a cop did. 

– Take out ALL the trash.

– Clean out the fridge!

– I unplug stuff and turn off stuff to save on electricity drain. I also set the temp to …I’m thinking 86.

– Set away messages on emails as needed.

– Leave contact info with somebody! My camp leader has forms for each of us listing camp contacts, other playa contacts, emergency people, allergies, medications we’re taking, etc. I gave one to her, and I will prob. leave one in my tent. Having had to forage through someone’s tent, desperately seeking any form of identity (and I was only in the tent because he happened to be camped across from me – huge stroke of luck) for someone being airlifted to a burn unit…yeah. Have some ID and contact info in your tent. But the point of this was to leave contact info with someone – I give camp mates numbers and my travel itinerary to my mom.

Here’s the longest list I’ve seen! Good stuff. Crunchy Mama’s list is a classic, especially the tips after the intial list. My first year I read every last list I could find and copied and pasted things I needed – be sure to pack a notebook and pen for, if nothing else, making notes on what you didn’t use, wish you’d had, could do better, want to do different next year, etc. I find nearly-daily I have something to put on this list (“more Goathead and Ygmir” “sparkly lipgloss” “moisturize more!!”).

I am looking up TSA carry-on regulations, again. I’ll have to leave my sabre and snow globe at home, le sigh. I also just saw that gel inserts aren’t allowed…luckily I’m too cheap to buy those! Mine are just foam.

The TSA website states that you can carry on:

  • Beverages brought from home or purchased before reaching the security checkpoint in a 3 oz. or smaller container and in your quart-size, zip-top plastic bag.
  • Canned or jarred goods such as soup, sauces, peanut butter, fruits, vegetables and jellies – 3 oz. or smaller
  • Cheese in pressurized containers, Jell-O’s, pudding, whipping cream, yogurt or gel like food substances – 3 oz. or smaller

3 oz. pretty much counts off anything I’d bring. Last year I had my travel treat, curry cashews, and some raw balls. I certainly don’t have the room for this fanciness but I’d sure like to sit next to them. I have a Bumble Bar (I only buy them on sale for .99 or less – I have no Tasty Bits this year!! I never found them on sale. Makes me sad.) so far and the little bags of granola. I’ll probably make coffee Tuesday night to reheat Wed. morning, to drink on the way to the airport…I need food for pretty much all day Wednesday. Hm. I need to get on that. Filling, nutritious foods that take up little room won’t crush.

Back to learning.

 

BLUKIS: RITUAL AND/OR DOCUMENTARY PARTICIPATION
We, the Blukis Camp, a group of Lithuania Burners, artists, and performers invite you to participate in the filming of our documentary! We’ll be carrying out a  Pagan ritual from Lithuania and other Indo-European countries of dragging a Blukis—a huge tree stump, symbolic of underworld spirits–through the various communities of Black Rock City in a symbolic gesture to free the sun. We’ll then burn the Blukis stump at the end of Burning Man. We hope to drag the huge (one passenger seated) tree stump (on wheels) through the Playa and various theme camps, role-playing in the spirit of the ritual, sharing its magic with others, while filming participants who would agree to take part in our performance. We also welcome you to join us at Blukis – Burning Stump camp (located on 7:00&Coming Out).

By dragging the stump, participants symbolically welcome the new light, burn their fears and emotional baggage, and are, in a sense, reborn through this ritual. If you and your theme camp would like to participate in the ritual and in the creation of our documentary, please complete this short survey so we know how to find you on the playa: http://tinyurl.com/blukisritual.

Blukis – Burning Stump Camp Team

Fairly interesting, the parallel between dragging the stump through town as a means for cleansing and forgiveness (that’d be Jesus, I’m talking about). Not as interesting if, like me, you’re aware of the rituals and traditions that cross faiths and cultures and centuries, but still. Neat. Lithuanian burners! I’ve always wanted to go to Lithuania.

They have a Kickstarter with very reasonable prices. I think I’m going to go for a patch.

$8 – I mean, a freakin’ airport bag of chips would cost that much! I’d rather go a little hungry and encourage people to create (man, Kickstarter could be so addicting!). People have been so kind to me, yet again this year, I really can’t keep it all for myself. The hand-knit shorts are…somethin’.

Oh! And look! Math and pretty things!! They’re so close to their goal, with only ten hours to go.

Back to learnin’. I’m not finding much on this alleged ritual but I am learning about Lithuanianm mythology. Similar, of course, to every other one!

Ethnological legends present a rather peculiar version of thc fall: after the creation of man, his body was covered with a shell-like coat. People did not experience any disasters or illnesses and lived forever. Later, however, when they transgressed (usually through laziness or neglect, although the reasons are not always indicated), Dievas took away this coat, leaving as a memento, only the nails on fingers and toes.
 
Lithuanian ethnological legends abound in number, but in many of them it is difficult to distinguish between Christian and archaic contents. The legends mentioned above seem to be sufficiently original and reflect the elements of ancient mythology.
 
Also, don’t forget about having $10 cash handy, so the hillbillies can take care of your trash for you!

Packity Pack Pack

August 20, 2011

Well, I’m not using either of the two compression bags I got, despite overloving the first one. My new phone took awful pictures, but the final result was a huge brick

Just like the plastic bags. Last night I took everything out and redid it the normal way and freed up a lot of space. I’m feeling pretty ok on space, but not on what’s in there. I feel I need more sensible (read: boring) stuff, but I don’t own any!! I don’t even really wear jeans, IRL. I am, thanks to Mod Mischief (whose lamps would be a gorgeous, gorgeous night time installation piece, imagine hundreds of them all over deep playa), experimenting.

Local honey, local peaches, some peach pie spices and vodka.

I went to the $1lbGoodwill, found some sparkly jeans to size down

(that went amazingly well)

Tried to work more on the sparkly top…

My priority was to try and find some fabric to enlargen the Perfect Coat I bought in Asheville months and months ago. Black wool, cherry red lining, nips in at the waist and then flares out…and of course too small. And what did I find…

A perfecter coat except for the non-cherry red lining. I thought it fit…it’s also too small so there was that saga (making it bigger). FINALLY got that figured out and started on patches. How ’bout that collar, eh?

I totally feel like Captain Harlock when I wear it.

So, I just learned this, finding that link:

 In Japanese culture, the number 42 is associated with death (the numbers, pronounced separately as “four two”, sound like the words “shi ni” — meaning “to death”).

Did Douglas Adams know that?? Is that his secret meaning, the true meaning of life is death? We all live, to die.

That reminds me, I forgot to pack a towel…

I NEED THESE JEANS.

August 11, 2011

For a long time, if you asked me what my favourite colour was, I’d reply: “Glow-in-the-dark when it’s glowing.” Therefore, these jeans belong to me:

From Naked & Famous Denim,

Just charge them up in the light (can be natural sunlight or artificial bulb light) and then shut the lights and watch ‘em glow! The jeans will also glow intensely under UV light (aka Blacklight), so if you wear the jeans in a club with a blacklight, your pants will appear neon green! Even the selvedge edges glow so flip up your cuff to flip people out!

The jeans work because we apply a phosphorescent coating to the fabric in Japan. This coating is baked into the fabric and will absorb light and slowly release that light with an emanating green glow, just like those Glow in the Dark stickers we had on our ceiling as a kid. Another fun aspect of the jeans is after you beat them up a bit the wear patterns will cause the coating to fade in certain parts of the jean and will create a unique piece of glowing art!

Here’s why I bought more compression sacks

The petticoat is, as I want to recall, 4-5 yards of lame. Without the rainbow skirt, the petticoat and the compression sack =

One more thing…

August 10, 2011

I’m bummed the shoes won’t work.

My calves are too big. They usually are. If these are left totally untied at the top, they’ll work,

but I paid too much for half-assery like that. So who wants to buy a pair of boots! $50, includes shipping! Size 9.

So now I have to find a pair of boots (or just take the Docs I got last year. I used to buy a new dress for Easter every year, now I get a new pair of boots for Burning Man every year…). I went with two different compression sacks from DepartmentofGoods (I also spent a lot of time looking around there at everything, it’s so cheap!). I’d been looking at REI, since that’s the one I have that amazed me so much. However, these are waaaaay cheaper, as much as ten bucks less – and, they come in smaller sizes. I just need to squash clothes, not a whole tent or fat sleeping bag. I’m looking forward to the cyclone bag, as it squashes things cylindrically. IE, it’ll take up even less room in the suitcase (I’m hoping) because it is long and thing, rather than round and fat. The other one is more traditional/like the first one I used.

Unfortunately, this means I have to stave off finishing packing. Which means I need to just go ahead and decide what to get in the mail…if anything. So far it’s really just my fan, for my tent. I could just get another one when we stop at WalMart. I really like it, I got it for ’09. Pretty much slept with it next to my face! Makes a nice quiet white noise and you can suspend it from the top of the tent or prop it up next to you. In…two years and three burns, I’ve not yet had to change the batteries, either.

Now, the decision of today is: should I buy a fancy towel? Mostly to save space. Well, all to save space. The reviews are stellar and address some of my concerns, like paying thirty bucks for a towel (the two I usually use are…I have no idea where I got them from, but I didn’t pay for them).

There’s no way on Earth I’d ever consider spending this kind of money on a towel for my home, but for camping it’s an absolute Godsend. I was skeptical as to how well it would work to really dry off after a shower, but was not disappointed. 

I really, truly need to leave this job (before I run out screaming or get fired) so purchases like that aren’t exactly high on my list of priorities. But…it’d be so convienent! Take up SO much less space! I don’t dig the whole chamois feel of those sorts of towels, but the space saving and quick drying would be great.

w00t!

August 3, 2011

I don’t really know any other word to title this post with. Remember when I blogged about “freakers?” Did any of you buy one? They reached their goal  – and sent me a thank you message for my post! I like the designs…

esp. one’s with sneaky references…

Also in “hey remember when?” news: I know y’all have read EVERY LAST POST, right? So you know that a devoted, wonderful blog reader I never got to meet sent me a belt from Blue Moon Designs. I practically slept in it (and now they’re hip, no pun intended; ok, yes, it was intended).

…OK, well, I can’t find any postings or pictures…aaaanyways,

Fresh from the studio : Light-up Bustles!
Why not take a good thing and make it even better?
      An inevitable pairing — and one that has been rattling around in my mind for several months.  I was delighted to find a durable LED light-string that glows with 360° visibility and also has a delicate wire that is very wearable.  Just perfect for adding to my snap-on bustles!  Come check them out at my next event — Prepare for the Playa, or have a look at my Etsy shop to see the light-up bustles I’ve got in stock now!

 I canNOT buy anything else – all I need is a mask of some sort. Not crucial. Just nice to have.

Also, I hate all my clothes, being overweight, what if nobody likes me?, I miss my cats, what if everybody hates me, my costumes all suck, I’m stupid, nobody loves me, nobody cares, nobody buys me peaches or pears.

I got a saying-of-the-day desk calendar. August 2:

“‘Hope’ is that thing with feathers

That perches in the Soul

And ings the tune without the words

And never stops – at all.”

 

 

DareDroid dress

June 28, 2011

Want. It’s basically me bartending, only a dress.

The DareDroid is a biomechanic cocktail making dress that uses medical technology, customised hardware and human temperament to provide you with a freshly made cocktail.”

It’d be fairly easy to do, get a dual-chamber camelbak,

and just have people play truth or dare – or just dare – in exchange for a drink! Tell an embarrassing childhood story for a shot of cotton candy vodka. Etc.

 – My Disguises – where I also saw that Wonder Woman footage. It’s horrible! So bad! Her walk…what is that? She alternately tries to strut, slowly walk like a cat…it’s terrible.

EL wire playa coat

June 27, 2011

I like it.

Somewhere In Between (a mild review)

June 15, 2011

Just finished the previously mentioned documentary “Somewhere In Between.”

“Everybody struggles to define what Burning Man is. It’s impossible to describe because it is what you want it to be.”

 My take, and it’s an obvious one: Burning Man is a big deal to people because it’s the one place they can be themselves. Maybe that means sitting around camp all day with a few close friends. Maybe it means sitting behind a glory hole all day. Doesn’t matter. You can do whatever you want. It’s the security of the freedom, the relief from the anxiety of social conformity that appeals to people. It’s what life should be like. That’s the appeal. Regardless of what your personal interests are, we as humans share that one need to have fun and feel accepted and vital (both to ourselves and as a member of a community).

 Somewhere In Between is as much just about the clothes as any social/gender theories. Interviews hop around from philosophical musings on identity and transformation to how larger shoulder profiles will make a man look bigger; a hippie wearing plain cotton skirts (and trying not to look like a cross-dresser) onto  the inventor of the furkini musing on the sicence of darts and CET (crotch-enhancing technology).

“I would like to embody the greater spirit of humanity, not what an American male is.”

I did enjoy when the hippie worried about looking like a cross-dresser relayed his discovery that women love a guy in women’s clothing. It simply portrays confidence, a quality appealing across all genders and sexual preferences.

I probably enjoyed it most for seeing how such little things as a plain cotton baby-doll tee can change someone’s life. Last night I went to the $1 a lb to stock up for the Sparklepony Lounge. My priorities were:

  1. Awesome stuff
  2. Large stuff

I go out of my way to get stuff at least a size 14. I ended up with about 20 pounds. One year, for BootyTique, I had like 60lbs! I could hardly get it in my trunk. I want some SparkleClydesdales, man!

In one of those little tricks of providence, I had the Spacebags I’d gotten for BM last year and planned to return because they suck but I didn’t because I a) procrastinate b) have trouble leaving my house sometimes. So I managed to get the 20lbs+décor into some reasonable little airless bricks. Sure, I’d love to be able to make every person something heart-felt and individualized but hey, I can’t have you all running around looking as fabulous as I do!!

I’m taking some waterless shampoo/body washes to hopefully test. Some BM costumery to test out. Highs are going to be in the mid-upper 90s (we’ve been in the 100s already) so it’ll be just like Home.

Except for all the beautiful lush mountain greenery and shade.

Any picture requests?

Random – and kitten free

June 14, 2011

This morning I”ve been enjoying Worn Through: Apparel from an Academic Perspective.  Some of the more academic and fashion-specific articles might not be of interest to the average reader, but in between are pertinent news bits. I was looking for “burning man man” images to make a little sign for Skip And Get Naked, one of Sparklepony Lounge’s signature beverages. It led me to

Denise Green and the Men of Burning Man

Under the guise of serious research she attended Burning Man to study men and fashion.

“I found that the experience of experimenting with alternative styles and fashions, and then wearing these outfits publicly, had a significant impact on men. When men returned to their everyday lives after the festival, many actively changed their wardrobes. For some, these changes were immense, but for most the changes were subtle. Some men would start wearing brighter colours, occasionally don a necklace or other jewelry, while other men might start wearing skirts or make-up publicly…Many men told me that Burning Man was their first opportunity to experiment with such a wide-range of fashions and that once they had a taste it was hard to go back to slacks and a polo shirt. I found that the Burning Man experience was transformative, and men returned home after the festival feeling very differently about their bodies and appearances.”

Same goes for women, too – but I understand that from a mainstream socio-gender perspective, a man feeling better about their body is more noteworthy.

(“…that was sarcasm.”)

I’ve got to hustle today to do a week’s worth of school work in an afternoon, but I will watch Somewhere in Between, the documentary that evolved from her BRC trip.

“Through the interwoven stories of five men, this short documentary reveals how experimentation with dress and bodily modification at the festal gathering may facilitate re-conceptualizations of masculine appearance style in more plural or open-ended terms. The act of styling and experimenting with the body becomes a way of thinking through and performing cultural anxieties about identity, and gender in particular.”

Unrelated, here’s two different kinds of sweet potatos:

Some wine I really wish I could buy cases and cases of:

And one of the hats I made to give away in SP:

I just had those little mini cowboy hats lying around in the pile of “I can totally use this”! chaos that was my sewing room. I sewed on some gift wrapping bows (also in the chaos) and some hair clippy barrette thingies (chaos!). Crazy easy. Sadly I only had three of them.

I have some hilarious costumes planned…involving vikings and mohawks and rainbows….mwa ha ha…!