Disfraces
I apologize for the next four posts. I have been very bad about keeping up my blog and so these are all late late late! I promise to work harder in the future!
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My friend Emanuel (Ema) never liked to celebrate his birthday, but Susannah and I were very keen on making this one special. After a number of conversations, we got him to agree to a birthday costume party at our pad.
Being that all my friends are super creative, I feel this intense anxiety whenever I have to come up with a costume. For one, I cannot be the same thing I have ever been, nor anything a friend of mine has been. Additionally, I prefer homemade costumes to store bought. But how to accomplish this goal without Saver’s, the Salvation Army, or Lorraine’s Fabric Store? Nor my pre-existing closet filled with bizarreness? The task was daunting, to say the least.
I finally decided to go as a cita ciega, or in English, a blind date. I donned some 
feminine gear, tied it up with ribbons, and then put on some hefty sunglasses and made a cane out of a curtain rod. Get it? BLIND date? I also pinned a note with a rose that said, "Soy Leslie, busco a Pepe/I’m Leslie, I am looking for Pepe". Needless to say Pepe never showed. Or maybe I just didn’t see him.
Susannah and Cristian were very attractive aliens. And Ema was a priest. Pretty much everyone showed up in costume.
My favorite was a friend of Ema’s that came as a piquatero (picketer). To explain what a piquatero is would be a whole other blog entry, so I will save that explanation for the future, but I promise he had a very convincing constume. (See picture with bumble bee girl).
All in all my souirees here have a mixed party favor of making me feel at home and also like I am making a life for myself outside of the good ol’ USA all at the same time. Yay friendship!
