In creating this costume, I drew upon my experience morphing an eight-year-old Danny (I guess I really should call him Dan, but I just can't, especially when I'm remembering him at age eight) into Han Solo of Star Wars fame. Madeline had invited Danny to a Star Wars-themed birthday party and he chose to be Han Solo. And he was the only Han Solo at the party. All the other attendees were Princess Leias.
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Friday, March 8, 2013
Grandma, I Need a Costume
Producing a costume with less than a day's notice is all in a day's work for a grandmother/parent. It happened again yesterday. This time the challenge was to create a witness in the Moby Dick trial. This character had 30 days earlier been rescued and fortunately escaped being cannibalized. He was an ordinary sea-faring man of the early 1800's. Who knew what he would wear in a court room? My best guess was that he would look something like today's Amish. So between Goodwill and the furthest reaches of Ben's closet, this is what emerged:
But, I digress.Surprisingly, a Han Solo costume is not very different from that of a 19th
century shipwreck survivor. Han wore black pants, a light colored Henley
shirt with a little bit of a stand-up color, and a black vest fashioned
from an old black tee shirt. Ben is wearing black scrubs (from his
Winter Drum Line outfit) an olive green shirt (Goodwill - $3.00), a
black tee fashioned into a vest, and a straw hat.
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Kids
I retired as a technical writer years ago. Since then I've spent my time reading, writing, rabble-rousing and raising my two orphaned grandsons. Because they are now grown,I still spend time reading, writing, quilting, and in advocacy for many causes. Don't get me started on politics. My day-to-day life is fairly quiet, but my fantasy life is soaring, and I take mental excursions almost as good as the real thing.
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