MD FaerieFest '08 Report
So, I didn't get as many pictures as I'd have liked. I worked a lot, ran around a lot, sweated a lot. There simply wasn't time for me to take many pictures of the adorable kidlets that Jason termed 'painfully cute.' But there were many of them, I promise-- see last year's pics for reference. Also, many adults dressed in awesome costumes, and many volunteers and vendors and performers who braved 100+ degree weather and stifling humidity (and a huge thunderstorm) all weekend long to keep things working.

Day One: Kat,
an_caomhnoir/ Frank, and I on front gate detail for most of the morning.
Looking back on the picture, I have to amend that no, there was no actual parking in my boobs.
More's the pity.

For
gsh, who asked for proper documentation of all shiny outfits.

The lovely Miss Amy /
kazoogrrl, who looked lovely despite having just danced for a solid hour.

Saturday Evening: a brief fire juggling and acrobatics performance before the mother of all storms hit.



Fire fans!

Day Two: I snuck off during lunch to say hello to Brandie/
youvebeenpixied, who was working Glamour Glen, covering kidlets in glitter.

The Gypsy Nomads! I have since ordered their drum-oriented CD.

Contact Jugglers. The boy wants to learn contact juggling.
Confidential to Red: just like The Obscure Crush!

Me dancing to the Gypsy Nomads! Jason showed up for the second half of Sunday and took these shots.
I like how this one makes me look like I have wings.


Okay, being photographed from this angle is totally not flattering, but hey-- spinny movement!

The end.
Lowlights::
-- Missing Telesma due to working. But, quoth Jason, "I had no idea faeries rocked this hard."
-- Numerous mosquito bites despite being covered in OFF.
-- Summerfest being cut short due to weather. I was really looking forward to the drum circle.
-- The Weather. OMG. It was not to be taken lightly. I kept hydrated and sweated like a plowhorse. I was coated in a 1/2" thick sludge of Coppertone, bugspray, sweat, glitter, and dirt. I was slick like lube. That stuff was srs bizness.
-- The jewelry I was wearing started to react to said sludge, turning me Incredible Hulk Green. It took two showers to rid me of it.
Highlights::
-- Running into
mizjawnson and her hubby (does he have an lj?) as I was running to and fro, and then later under the shade of a nice tree.
-- Booth-babeing for
neopolaris who looked about half dead from heat exhaustion.
-- Getting hugs from
arashinomoui and
blushing_grace.
-- "Are you Christina?" It was
elvisolb! He is tall. And cute. And very nice. He was working Summerfest, and with the help of a big burly guy named Maggot, we ended up securing a lot of stuff down before the huge thunderstorm broke.
-- Bumping into Carmencita as I was taking money at the gate. OH! I got your package. Thank you! :) And I loooooove the postcard!
-- A cabin with running water and quasi-air conditioning.
-- All my moniez is belong to Father Dunn & The Gypsy's Monkey girls. I bought: turkoman tassel earrings, a kuchi necklace, another tibial cuff, a bunch of rings, 2 silk wrap skirts, a fancy bindi. Come TribeO, Father Dunn has been promised my firstborn.
-- Henna! I got a great tat on my belly. The lady running the henna booth this year did fantastic work.
-- The Gypsy Nomads were great!
-- The crowd seemed appreciative of my dancing. I'm starting to get more comfortable getting up and doing it, though I need to work on keeping my eyes up and smiling. I felt like my posture was generally strong, especially during some of the taqsim, and I managed do do a very fast, drum oriented piece really comfortably. Granted, this is all from my perspective... but it felt good to me.
-- The boy showed and wanted to hug all over me despite my unspeakably grimy state. He is a giant mushball, and I totally dig it.
...I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff. I'm beat from today. But I will update as I remember things.

Day One: Kat,
Looking back on the picture, I have to amend that no, there was no actual parking in my boobs.
More's the pity.

For

The lovely Miss Amy /

Saturday Evening: a brief fire juggling and acrobatics performance before the mother of all storms hit.



Fire fans!

Day Two: I snuck off during lunch to say hello to Brandie/

The Gypsy Nomads! I have since ordered their drum-oriented CD.

Contact Jugglers. The boy wants to learn contact juggling.
Confidential to Red: just like The Obscure Crush!

Me dancing to the Gypsy Nomads! Jason showed up for the second half of Sunday and took these shots.
I like how this one makes me look like I have wings.


Okay, being photographed from this angle is totally not flattering, but hey-- spinny movement!

The end.
Lowlights::
-- Missing Telesma due to working. But, quoth Jason, "I had no idea faeries rocked this hard."
-- Numerous mosquito bites despite being covered in OFF.
-- Summerfest being cut short due to weather. I was really looking forward to the drum circle.
-- The Weather. OMG. It was not to be taken lightly. I kept hydrated and sweated like a plowhorse. I was coated in a 1/2" thick sludge of Coppertone, bugspray, sweat, glitter, and dirt. I was slick like lube. That stuff was srs bizness.
-- The jewelry I was wearing started to react to said sludge, turning me Incredible Hulk Green. It took two showers to rid me of it.
Highlights::
-- Running into
-- Booth-babeing for
-- Getting hugs from
-- "Are you Christina?" It was
-- Bumping into Carmencita as I was taking money at the gate. OH! I got your package. Thank you! :) And I loooooove the postcard!
-- A cabin with running water and quasi-air conditioning.
-- All my moniez is belong to Father Dunn & The Gypsy's Monkey girls. I bought: turkoman tassel earrings, a kuchi necklace, another tibial cuff, a bunch of rings, 2 silk wrap skirts, a fancy bindi. Come TribeO, Father Dunn has been promised my firstborn.
-- Henna! I got a great tat on my belly. The lady running the henna booth this year did fantastic work.
-- The Gypsy Nomads were great!
-- The crowd seemed appreciative of my dancing. I'm starting to get more comfortable getting up and doing it, though I need to work on keeping my eyes up and smiling. I felt like my posture was generally strong, especially during some of the taqsim, and I managed do do a very fast, drum oriented piece really comfortably. Granted, this is all from my perspective... but it felt good to me.
-- The boy showed and wanted to hug all over me despite my unspeakably grimy state. He is a giant mushball, and I totally dig it.
...I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff. I'm beat from today. But I will update as I remember things.