M's aunt threw an Arabian Nights themed costume party a few weeks ago. A girl after my own heart, when she throws a party, she REALLY goes for it. HUGE marquis set up in the back garden, anything standing still for more than 30 seconds draped in rich gold and red cloths, the music, the carpets...
Needless to say, I got way into the outfits. M and I thankfully passed on dropping 40 EUR for a questionable man's Bollywood get-up -- all the costume shop had -- in favor of ripping up some sheets and adding an artfully folded pashmina to the mix. Apart from the freckles and verdant greenery, I feel they look quite convincing?
As for me, I had a disturbing number of items appropriate to a bellydancer costume already in my wardrobe. The result, channeling "I Dream of Jeannie," as follows (on right):
Still working on that whole twitch-nose-do-magic thing, but in the meantime, I'll let the riot of color and candlelight speak for itself...
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