I got my mermaid costume optimized for water- minimal ornaments plus hair twisted and stitched and steamed in place. This is my first year having a foam head and it has made a huge difference in how easy it is to work on the wig.
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Set off on my drive to meet the team. At the last second I realized none of my dark colored makeup had been extensively water tested except my mascara. So I had to draw my eyeliner on with mascara. I think it looks pretty good and especially since the alternative was letting it run down my face.
The tail is ready, the fin is ready, the chihuahua is resigned.
I didn't take any photos because I wanted to stay in character. But I made my way through such mud, swam out amongst the kayakers (who were delighted), watched a few teams splash down, and made my way back to shore. I had selected the side of the ramp behind the judges as being fairly private to transform back from a mermaid. And it was. It probably had five or ten percent as many spectators as the rest of the park. However, this was about 75 people. So I wasn't able to crawl out of the mud like I could if I were alone, and had to let my feet sink in up to my thighs, when they would finally meet a rock, and I could stand on the rock to take another step. It was the most dignity available to me in the moment.
I did think perhaps I would skim over the rocks in my shoes, but that was quickly ruled out by the shoes themselves.
Whenever I'm on vacation I always think, I could live here. I don't know why but this breezeway really spoke to me so I have preserved it here for memory's sake.
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