By the way, this was an event open to the public, and most people accepted the idea that being there, you could be photographed and shown in public. But if you see your face here, and do NOT want it on the site, just e-mail me and we will obscure it. Or if you see yourself and would like a copy of the photo, or see a photo that we found posted to the web, and would like credit as the photographer, just let me know.
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My costume this year was sort of a modern, uninhibited witch concept, which I designed and sewed myself, and most of the partygoers at the ball seemed to like it.
I must have looked pretty refreshing, standing under this sign, because a lot of folks wanted to join me there
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From a disco dancer, to an Indian maiden, to a comedian doctor who wanted to "EXAMINE" me.
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What??? You want me to show you more skin??? . . . . . . . . .OK, here is a little bit more. Take some photos.
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In fact, a lot of people wanted to see even more skin than my skimpy costume exposed. Go figure!
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Including a fireman . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . and Count Dracula
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And even the Donut Man . . . . . Notice the "tool" he uses to carry his donuts : )
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Here was a very cute little kitten . . . . . . . . . who decided she wanted to give me a cute little tweak!
And the fellow on the left wanted more than a tweak - closer to a nibble, and offered some Mardi Gras beads for it
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Then we went into a side hall of the building, where there were exhibits of food, clothes, jewelry and a variety of other things for sale. About this time the requests for me to show more resulted me just misplacing the top half of my costume.
What can I say, it just got lost!
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Next thing I knew, the bottom half had also disappeared. .............................Then the donut man was back, down on his knee ...................................................................................................................like he wanted to propose marriage to me.
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A very interesting stall that sold unusual clothing and jewelry caught my eye. I had to try some on.
They were happy to help me try things on - maybe I attracted more attention to their shop than the fully clothed customers did.
I decided I really had to have the necklace, but did not take the belt.
Then we ran into some nice folks we had met at the EEB two years ago
I decided to spend the rest of the evening in nothing but my hat, heels and the new necklace. It met with approval by everyone, from a beer-loving referee to a slightly sadistic storm trooper
But there was a bit of competition for my full nudity, from some strippers who took it all off onstage. But I think the strippers were prohibited from giving hugs to the audience like I did.
Then the Outer Space troops showed up and I thought they might enforce that sign on the wall or arrest me and take me up their spaceship. But they just posed for a picture with me.
This gentleman seemed a bit dazed and amazed when I walked past him. Must have been his first sight of such a costume.
Then we went out into the arena area, where the stadium seating overlooked a large dance floor.
In the back of the dance floor was a stage with continous shows going on.
And immediately below me, at the edge of the dance floor was a large temporary bar set up, with hundreds of people crowded around to buy drinks. Of course, when I stood up at the front edge of the balcony overlooking it, their attention seemed get directed toward me, instead of the bartender, the drinks, and anything else they might have been watching. Wonder why?
Of course, this rather helped to bring out the exhibitionist in me even more, and I began dancing to entertain them.
THUMBS UP! Was the overall response from the audience.
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Then back out into the lobby area before leaving. There really were a lot of nice people there. Ladies as well as guys were frequently asking me for a photo with a hug.
And some nice animals too. From this fuzzy white creature, to a horse ridden by a happy cowboy.
Then it was time get my long warm coat from the coat
check and leave. Bye, bye.