I was super duper stoked to dress as Wendy Davis for this half marathon.
But alas, I didn’t do the best job.
Let’s break down all the problems. Oh boy, oh boy. Where to even begin.
Well, let’s get to the biggest problem first.
I don’t love that for some reason all women’s Halloween costumes have to end up being the sexy version of whatever they are.
So, I wanted to go as this inspiring, strong, wonderful woman. Yet somehow I ended up as sexy Wendy Davis (as if she could be any sexier than she already is).
I looked around for a Wendy Davis costume online but couldn’t find one. I looked for one of those “get her look for cheap” articles about what she wore during her filibuster. But again, I couldn’t find one. Gah.
So, I called the wonderful woman who used to do my costumes in high school. Unfortunately, she wasn’t available to make this one. Well, without her, I’m totally lost. I put the task up on Task Rabbit ’cause I didn’t know what else to do. Of course, later I remembered I’ve worked with wonderful professional costumers. So, how I forgot about that, who knows?
Anyway, I just went with the one person who bid on making the costume. She was incredibly nice. However, the costume didn’t fit me all that well. It was really loose at the top of my stomach and really tight at my hips. It was also too short – especially for a running outfit, ’cause you know it’s gonna ride up.
She said she’d alter it. The night before the race, she left it for me outside my door. She didn’t even ring the bell or call or anything to let me know she was here. She just waited ’til the last minute, left it, and ran away. I’m thinking it’s because she ended up not adding the extra inches of fabric she said she would.
At that point, I almost didn’t want to wear it. I didn’t want to go as slutty Wendy Davis! But then I thought, I’m already in this, y’all. Hair’s dyed. Shoes are bought. I’m freaking doing this. (This is why I wore pants for the majority of the race.)
Also, the jacket didn’t really seem to be the right fabric, and on Wendy’s there looked to be grey in there. Not on mine. I dunno. It wasn’t perfect is the point.
And I didn’t leave enough time to order one of the orange buttons Wendy Davis had worn. The girl who made my costume said she’d make one – but in the end, she didn’t. So, I ended up just writing the words (stop the war on Texas women) on orange construction paper and taping it to a button. Janky.
Besides the outfit, I also had problems with the hair.
That’s where I’ll pick up tomorrow.