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Night in Venezia by takmaj
#Venice#Venezia#Venecia#venetian carnival#Architecture#travel#nature#landscape#bridge#river#history#city#photo#art#night#Italy#san marco#campanile di san marco#piazza san marco#Carnaval#grand canal#venetian carnaval#mask
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Brazil 🇧🇷
Tradition
Carnaval is a wild celebration of food, alcohol, music and fun. It's held annually for a few days before the start of Lent, the 40-day period of fasting, abstinence and repentance that's observed by the Roman Catholic Church before Easter. The word carnival comes from the Latin carne vale, or "farewell to the flesh"
The Portuguese brought the practice of Carnival to Brazil around 1850, patterning it mainly on the Parisian tradition of holding masquerade parties and balls at this time of the year. However, the Brazilians morphed it into a version uniquely their own over time, adding in elements from the people's African and indigenous cultural backgrounds.
Thus, Carnival in Brazil eventually incorporated lots of parades, elaborate costumes, music, dancing and balls. A tradition also developed where people dress up in opposing roles: men dress as women, aristocrats dress as commoners, the poor dress as the rich.
Carnival is held all over the country; celebrations differ a bit by region, but Rio de Janeiro's celebration is the most popular, drawing crowds of 500,000 foreigners annually from across the globe.
While all Brazilians love Carnival, the black communities are its most avid participants. This likely stems from the community's historical love of Carnival, as African slaves were freed annually for the festival's duration.
Traditional outfits
People wear the same types of clothes in many places of the world. Jeans and T-shirts are worn in most countries, replacing traditional garments. But for special occasions or celebrations, some people choose to bring back the memories of the past by wearing a traditional costume. While they don't wear it every day, Brazilians care about their traditional clothing and wear it for different occasions, such as carnivals or national celebrations.
In general, Brazilians wear clothing that's comfortable yet richly colored and sophisticated. However, there are some preferred clothing types depending on region.
For example, those living in the southern plains, a ranching area, wear gaucho-type clothing: baggy pants, or bombachas; cowboy hats and cowboy boots.
People in the country's northeastern Bahia region, which is heavily influenced by African culture, don long skirts, head scarves and shawls. Items adorned with bordado richelieu -- a type of lace developed in 18th-century France to mimic white Venetian lace, which was brought to Brazil by the Portuguese -- are also popular
Another way to consider Brazilian clothing is country attire versus city attire. Those who live in the country tend to wear shirts, jeans or dresses crafted from an inexpensive cotton material. Women who reside in the city often like to wear short skirts and dresses, and both sexes of city slickers enjoy that most typical of Western attire: T-shirts and jeans.
Statue of Christ the Redeemer.
Towering 2,310 feet above the city of Rio, the Christ the Redeemer statue has fascinated experts and historians for nearly a hundred years.
This landmark is must-see in any visit or free tour around Rio, and for good reasons! It’s the fourth largest statue of Jesus Christ in the world, the largest Art Deco-style sculpture on the planet, and to top it all off, in 2007 the statue was deemed as one of the New Seven Wonders of the World along with Machu Picchu, the Great Wall of China and the Roman Colosseum.
Perched on the summit of Mount Corcovado in Rio, the statue stands at a whopping 98 feet (or 30 metres) tall (making it two-thirds the height of New York’s Statue of Liberty), and its outstretched arms reach to 92 feet (or 28 metres) horizontally.
The idea of designing a massive statue of Jesus Christ in Rio first came about way back in the 1850s, when a local priest came up with the idea of placing a Christian monument on top of Mount Corcovado. Apparently he had requested Princess Isabel (the daughter of Emperor Pedro II and Princess Regent of Brazil at the time), to fund the project, but the idea was scrapped after a Declaration of the Republic was declared in Brazil in 1889 – a pinnacle move as it separated the church from the state in the country.
Traditional food
Feijoada.- Brazilian Feijoada is a black bean and pork stew that Brazilians often serve topped with farofa, toasted cassava flour. Many call this comfort food the national dish of Brazil.
Feijoada, a popular Brazilian dish, owes its name to its main ingredient, black beans (feijão). It is a rich stew traditionally made from different parts of the pig, such as feet, ears, and bacon, as well as other smoked meats.
Farofa.- farofa is particularly popular, typical recipes call for raw cassava flour to be toasted with abundant butter, vegetable oil or olive oil, salt, bacon, onions, garlic, sausage, or olives until golden brown.
Farofa is served alongside the main course and can either be sprinkled on by individual diners to their taste before eating, or eaten as an accompaniment in its own right, as rice is often consumed
Moqueca de Camarão.- Brazilian prawn coconut stew (moqueca de camarao) is an easy and delicious low-carb recipe that features a unique combination of spices.
As with many recipes of this kind, you'll find lots of variations for moqueca de camarao, but all of them are loaded with prawns, tomatoes, chillies, garlic, coconut milk, and lime juice.
Vatapá- Brazilian dish made from bread, shrimp, coconut milk, finely ground peanuts and palm oil mashed into a creamy paste. It is a typical food of Salvador, Bahia and it is also common to the North and Northeast regions of Brazil
Acarajé-The crispy bean and onion cakes (acarajé) are stuffed with a flavourful vatapá - a popular Brazillian mix of shrimp, crab, nuts and coconut milk.
Dixon, R. (2018). What Are Some Traditional Clothes Brazilians Wear? | Synonym. [online] Synonym.com. Available at: https://classroom.synonym.com/what-are-some-traditional-clothes-brazilians-wear-12079370.html.
[email protected] (2023). The Story Behind Rio’s Christ the Redeemer Statue | Strawberry Tours. [online] ONEPORT. Available at: https://strawberrytours.com/the-story-behind-rio-s-christ-the-redeemer-statue.
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The Venice Carnival started yesterday and here is a Venetian masked portrait that organically appeared on a decrepit wall in the Marais - Paris' Venetian district par excellence. Striking, don't you think? #carnaval #veniceinparis #semioticdelight #organicstreetart (à Rue Barbette) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoSD9RlLuDZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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¡AHORA!
Ahora que puedo mirar atrás Y veo los cambios,
que el tiempo ha creado en mi vida,
puedo asegurar que mis días, hábiles, No han pasado,
cuál carnaval de risas y experiencias.
¡Por tales razones de consciencia! Me armé de conocimiento,
rechace dádivas de amigos indiscretos.
Y encenderé la música de mi alma, para dar alegrías a mis otros sentidos.
Entendiendo que Cada uno es importante, tenerlos cerca.
Porque Considero a mis sentidos como amigos cercanos,
y pongo a los pensamientos traviesos, aún tenerlos lejos.
Todo sea de causa común en mis haberes.
Si de esa decisión dependerá toda mi felicidad,
Y nuestro estado mental.
¡Por lo tanto, elijo mi paz, No la ajena, Y así convivir tranquilos,
como seres armónicos, Y evitar cualquier ruido que no añade simetría !
Pero independientemente del resto, Te dire, que Si es relevante,
Rodearnos de seres musicalmente bellos.
Reconociendo que, Ellos son seres tan únicos,
Que añaden valor a nuestras vidas con su presencia.
Ellos son esos vecinos y amigos que nos harán escuchar,
la dulce música del amor.
Objiowillianbautista 019092022
Portrait of a Venetian Lady, Eugene de Blaas
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Carnevale di Venezia 2012 - Venice Carnival 2012 by Leah Lefevre Sandomirskaya
#венецианский карнавал#karneval von venedig 2012#carnaval de venise#carnaval vénitien#Venezia#Venice#Casanova#Venetian Carnival 2012#Venetian Carnival#Venetian's Carnival#sorry I was told to post again#??
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Venice, Italy - carnival masks available for sale in stores.
#maska#mask#maski#masks#carnival#karnawałowe#karnawał#Italy#Italia#carnaval#merchandise#towar#item#pamiatka#souvenir#Venice#Wenecja#Venezia#Venetian#Włochy
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“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”
Oscar Wilde
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The First day of the Venetian Carnival 2018 ~ photo Carnevale di Venezia Official Page.
Il corteo delle 12 Marie
#12 marie#venezia#venice#photo of the day#picture of the day#venetian carnival#Carnaval#fiesta#piazza san marco
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The rose left unwatered Part 2 (Law x f!reader)
A/N : Hi there ~.~ Part 2 is ready ! I was so surprised with the nice feedback I got on part one, wow, I am so pleased. I will do my best for updating ;w; ! This chapter was nice to write, it follows the events of the Dressrosa arc (with modifications) so if you’re not there it might be a bit of a spoiler. I hope that you will enjoy this chapter and please let me know if you like it !
Part 1
Part 2 :
A few days have passed, normally, days passed without nothing exchanged but stealthy looks, as if that night never happened. You acted casually but you called him now by his first name, making sure to pronounce it in that peculiar way that is specific to you. Law was immersed in making plans so he didn't have much time to re-think about your interaction even though you were never too far, always in the corner of his visual field, always in some corner of his mind. By this time, Law's plan was going well, Doflamingo retired from being a Warlord and you were heading to Dressrosa. Once arrived, you split into teams, and when nobody expected it, you said quite casually ;
-Hmm...I'm actually bored so I'll go with Robin, Law and Usopp if that's okay.
-That's definitely not okay said Usopp, hiding behind Zoro* what if she betrays us ?!
You pinch the bridge of your nose and just add « Well...if I wanted to betray you guys, wouldn't it be safer for me to stay on the ship ? Also, It wouldn't be that hard for me to take you down if I really wanted to... » you said with a cocky smile
-Don't say such things Usopp ! Says Luffy with a pouty look, (Y/N) is our friend !
-Don't be mean to (Y/N)-chan ! Adds Sanji, hitting usopp with his fist.
Usopp gives in and you and the strawhats split into two groups, yours is charged of giving Ceaser to Doflamingo. You put on a venetian-carnaval looking mask to hide your identity. The mask was white with golden arabesques decorating it.
Law was surprised that you wanted to join them for the first time. Since you joined the strawhats as an unofficial member, you have never taken part in any kind of fighting, no one has ever seen you fight. Robin was curious about why you wanted to join, she had a little enigmatic smile, her eyes going from you to Law.
Once in Greenbit, you decided that you, Robin and Usopp would go explore the forest while Caesar and Law will stay further in case something happened. This is when you were all captured by Tontattas -the dwarves that lived in Greenbit- and stitched to the ground.
-Hey...(Y/N)...Why won't you use that « extraordinary power of yours » and save us ?!
-Hmm...Don't wanna, you said while yawning, stuck to the ground as well.
Usopp started crying in fear but then made up that story about being a descendant of Noland, the legendary explorers that Tontattas happened to worship. You then, or more like, Usopp and Robin decided to help the Tontattas to execute their plan to make some light on Dressrosa's secret ; the fact that Doflamingo was controlling everyone in the city and staying on the throne by using one of his family member's ability and turning everyone who tried to rebel into toys. You honestly weren't interested in this part of the plan, your thoughts were with the surgeon. Since the plan failed and Doflamingo only pretended to have retired from being a Warlord, you now knew that Law was in heavy waters ; having to face not only the Navy but also the Heavenly Demon. You wished that Law would just escape as you knew that Doflamingo can be pretty dangerous. The idea of him dying made the knot in your stomach grow. You didn't want him to die...Not now. You wanted to save him. You knew that only you could do it.
The DenDen Mushi started ringing suddenly and Usopp picked up. You were hanged up on the line, waiting for news about Law, expecting that he would be there with Luffy or the others. I really want to see him right now, you thought to yourself. A sharp sound was heard through the speaker ; a loud bullet noise followed by Luffy's voice
-Hey !!! Tra-o why are you fighting mingo ??!
-HEY ???! What was the gunshot ???? Did Doflamingo shoot Tra-o ?? Said Ussop, as if he was adding fuel to the fire that was burning your whole being.
Your heart almost skipped a beat, almost escaping from your ribs ; Law got hit by the bullet ? You heard screams of pain and you assumed the worse...You felt that monstrous pain. And then came the remorse, the poignant weight of « what ifs » ? of « what if I stayed with him ? » you could've done something for sure, you that were doomed with such devastating power. « Why did I even have a power if it's not to save people I care for ? » you were surprised, caring, you cared for him and you were ready to go there, to be there for him. Suddenly, you felt nothing as some tears were rolling down your cheeks, tears of sorrow, with nothing but nausea at the back of your throat. You let out a shriek that made everyone look at you with terror ;
-LAW ! You screamed...Wait for me I will....I will...save him I will...I will bring him back to life if I need to...
You took the denden mushi off Usopp's hands and screamed into the snail ;
-Leave Law to me ! I will be there in seconds.
- We are counting on you (Y/N) aded the captain
-(Y/N) said Robin, but that's basically impo-...
-Porta Ermetica ! As you rose your hand, a violet looking gate the same size of a door appeared. You set entered into it and it disappeared as it was never there. This transported you directly to the palace, where Law and Doflamingo were fighting. Trebol, one of Doflamingo's family was also there. You didn't pay attention to both of them, you jumped on Law's body holding him by the shoulders delicately, as if that touch would break him. He was all covered in blood and he has also lost an arm.
-Who do we have here ? Another brat ? We don't have time to waste with y'all ! - Said Trébol.
You looked back at him with such anger in your eyes, your conqueror haki was so strong that it made Trébol collapse at Doflamingo's feet. That was the extent of your ability. A terrifiant ability that you didn't have the control of.
Doflamingo looked at you in both awe and bloody anger, how dare you ? On the other hand, he felt that your presence was very familiar, bingo, how could he forget the scent of an old lover ? He didn't take you lightly at all. He was curious as why you were there, but also careful.
During this time, Law was really taken aback, he never thought that you had this kind of power, and above all, conqueror haki. His mind was blurry after fighting restlessly against the heavenly demon. He started to understand your high bounty and why you were so hesitating to fight...
But so much more was left unanswered and so much more was left unsaid. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of shame and relief, why were you fighting for him ? You that hated fighting so much. But seeing him in that state, coming to save him, it didn't please his ego and he cursed you inside for it.
-(Y/N)-ya..Why are you here ?!
You looked at him with nothing but tenderness in your eyes, putting your finger on his lips
-Shh..You're injured....We will talk later.
Doflamingo was looking at this scene, puzzled yet amused, seeing how you got fragile at the sight of the surgeon. He then started laughing in his usual evil laugh as he looked closely at you, recognizing you. How could he not ? You both shared the same story. You both knew the government's hidden secret, their hidden trasure that could shake the whole world if it came to be known. Except that he got the government in the palm of his hand because of his bloodline, and that you were tracked and targeted because of it. He knew the kind of powers you had, he knew and it made a shiver of excitement shake his body. Raw power, untamed power.
-Fufufu~ My, my, isn't it (Y/N)-chan ? Long time no see...
-Doflamingo...I have no intention of fighting you...You know very well what I'm capable of...I'm just here to get him back. You said as you pointed to Law with a movement of your chin.
Doflamingo got closer, holding the gun in his arm. You stood up to face him and took off your mask, your eyes met his. Your eyebrows were frowned and you were boiling up with anger. You only had one desire ; to punch him, but you wanted to get out of here as fast as you could.
-Come on, don't frown this much...It will make you age prematurly. He gets close from your face putting two fingers on your eyebrows. He wasn't scared of you, he knew your « peaceful » temperament and he knew how to pull your strings. You slap his hand away and say in a firm tone, wanting to end this as soon as possible ;
-So, here is the deal, I take Law and I go away...And I won't interfere with your...little business. End of the deal. You say, pointing to the birdcage that is closing around the island.
Doflamingo looks at you with a half-moon smile then answers ;
-Why are you in a hurry ? Don't you want to remember the nice old days ? I have so many questions for you, my dear (Y/N)
-We don't have anything to talk about ! Also we both know that we don't want to fight.
-I was a little bit surprised to see you here...he says, ignoring your words...Really surprised. I was looking for you for quite a while, and all this time you were with the strawhats ? Why them ? Why, when I asked you to join me. With my power and yours we could destroy the world government. Listen to me, I know that we both know their little secret, if we join our powers we will...
-Enough...Enough Doffy. I will never ally myself with someone who shares your blood !
-But that didn't seem to bother you...Back in the days. He said, teasing, his voice getting lower, two fingers holding your chin up.
-I don't care about the past. I don't want to follow your path. I am an enemy of the gods as well. I will follow their will. You then took a step back.
The veins on his forehead became prominent as he felt blood pump into his veins. He clenched his fist and added
-Again ? Don't tell me you believe in such fairy tales as well ? What is up with the « D » ? Look at him very well (Y/ N)...He is one of yours too, is that why you try to save him so badly ? What did he do with that measly name of his ?
-(Y/N)-ya !! Law screamed, shocked by this amount of revelations in such a little time, this has nothing to do with you just....Just go away !
You were surprised, Law was...he was a D as well ? He didn't tell you though...At this moment,
At this very moment, you heard quite a big crash coming from down your feet. It was Luffy who had beaten Bellamy and came to fight Doflamingo. You looked down and said ;
-Luffy...I'll leave it to you from here.
-(Y/N) ! Sure ! I'm going to kick Mingo's ass.
-Do you know where the others are ?
-They're there, at the top of the hill.
You then turned to Law and he was still processing your interaction with the heavenly demon. You then got down to where he was sitting and said ;
-I am sorry but..I think that I will have to carry you.
-...
At this point, Law wasn't able to say anything or to protest. What was there to say ? This movement alone was what hurt his ego most, but he remained silent, nothing, not a single word out of his blood-covered lips. You bent down and held him firmly as if you were carrying a princess. The funny scene made Luffy laugh from afar but the murderer look from Law's face made him stop and focus on his fight. You were shaking a bit, his blood pearling on your arms, on your dress, on you. You didn't lock eyes oh no, you weren't brave enough, as if those dim eyes would have petrified you if you looked in them.
You murmured a spell and the purple dimension appeared again. It seemed as if it swallowed you both as you stepped inside of it.
You carried Law tight in your arms and your heart was throbbing inside of your chest. Fuck, you thought, you felt weak, you got weak, you that has sworn to yourself not to bend down, not to get emotional, not to get attached. But you have grown attached to the straw hats and now to the Surgeon. Why did you care if he died ? So what if he died ? So what if you would never ever see him around on the Sunny go ? So what if you never heard his low voice calling your name ? So what if you never ever got to feel his voice deep in your ears and his hands on your body ? You chrugged, keeping him closer to you, not wanting to let go of him. He seemed to have lost consciousness from his blood loss and for that moment you were a bit thankful that you didn't have to face his eyes. What would you say to him ? Hell, you didn't even know how to justify this to yourself.
You bring him to the top of the hill where the others were. Meanwhile, Robin and Usopp have accomplished their mission and returned all the toys into humans. There were also some people that you didn't know but you didn't care, all you cared about was Law. Robin came closer to you, worried.
« -(Y/N). What happened to Law ? My, his arm...I wonder if he will lose all his blood and die. »
Robin's words worried you, Robin always had such a pessimistic way of expressing herself and in other situations you would've laughed but you were in no mood to laugh. You looked quite worried bending down and looking closely. You felt so exhausted and confused, you would've preferred staying on the ship. You suddenly felt nausea and faint, fingers shaking, vision blurry. « I just want everyone to be alright...I want him to be okay... » you softly murmured before loosing the last fine thread that connected you to consciousness. Suddenly, your body felt as light as foam, your eyelids as heavy as moutains and you fell into the soft embrace of unconsciousness.
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I swear there will be more law x reader interaction in next chapter owo so brace yourselves. See you next time~
T A G L I S T
@transparentobservationpaper @ shadowserpent4444 @lolli-ace @zumoshikio @its-me-ya-boi-lisa @soul-stealer-reaper
#law x reader#Trafalgar law x reader#one piece x reader#onepiece x reader#donquixote doflamingo#doflamingo x reader#onepiece fanfiction#one piece imagines#one piece
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“As an architect, you design for the present, with an awareness of the past for a future which is essentially unknown” - Norman Foster
#Venice#Venezia#Venecia#venetian carnival#Architecture#travel#nature#landscape#bridge#river#history#city#photo#art#night#Italy#san marco#campanile di san marco#piazza san marco#Carnaval#grand canal#venetian carnaval#mask
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Carnaval Vénitien Annecy by My Planet Experience
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Annecy Venetian Carnival As every year, more than 300 Venetian masks and costumes strolled freely through the streets of old Annecy and on the ledge of the lake. No one knows who is behind these sumptuous and wonderful costumes and masks. Nicknamed the Venice of the Alps because of its beauty and its canals, the city of Annecy welcomes perfectly this carnival which takes place over 3 days. © www.myplanetexperience.com
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Ceramic class
READ THE ENTIRE BLOG, SLOWLY, CAREFULLY.
DO NOT BE LATE TO CLASS!
Tweet a response to my class link tweet with a brief statement of how you understand the assignment. I will record your attendance that way .
At the start of today’s class, send a tweet with a photo of what your doing for class.
This is your start time.
At the end of class tweet a photo of what you accomplished.
That tweet will be your end time .
Make sure you tag me so I can record what you are doing .
NO WORK = NO GRADE
BOTH CLASSES READ BELOW:
Continue working on your projects .
CERAMIC ONE
Gravity defying vessel.
If you don’t know what I mean by vessel look up the word with hand built on Pinterest.
Draw a couple of sketches in your sketchbook.
Then Draw five ideas
One per page
In your sketchbook.
Add information on technique to be used for building them.
Finish by using acrylics to give the illusion of glazing.
5 on Tuesday
5 on Thursday
Total of ten ideas , if you make clay you will build only One.
Note: I will try and give a quick demo of making air dry clay at home with the following ingredients:
Cornstarch
Glue
Baby oil
Baby lotion
White vinegar
Ceramic 2
Self portrait inspired mask
With Venetian Carnaval undertones.
Continue working on this
Add decorative elements by carving and or adding to the mask.
Mask cannot be heavy
It is not a death mask
It should be festive, engaging, celebratory.
If you have air dry clay , you will need to think about finishing mask using acrylic paints.
Do not paint heavy or thick
Add light thin glaze layers slowly.
All work from today will be added to Tumblr with a process style artist statement and College level writing by 5 pm.
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Венецианский карнавал Venetian Carnaval
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I completely forgot today was officially Carnaval day until my mother woke me up from my deep slumber in her yelling fashion.
I was never a Carnaval person. My mother isn't loose enough to have a laugh, even less to dress up and go party and take us with her. Now that I think about it, I have never seen her in a costume or heard any stories of Carnaval involving her.
When I was a kid, the kindergarten would have Carnaval day and we would dress up and go for a walk in town with the kids from the other kindergartens. My parents would dress me up as a clown with old mismatched clothes and my mother's make-up because we couldn't afford anything else. Then, I would arrive at kindergarten and see all the other kids dressed up as animals and princesses and ninjas and Batman and my little kid heart would get sad and too conscious of my situation.
This happened every year, and every year that went by my costume would be some variation of a clown while everyone else would be dressed with a different cool costume, and my heart would get a little bit sadder, because I would never be cool and I would always be the clown, as if it wasn't already enough for me to be the quiet well-behaved kid who was adored by the educators and not so much by the other kids.
Then, at primary school we would have a theme every year. I only remember two: one was traffic and the other was oral hygiene. I was a traffic light on the first one (black trash bag with coloured circles glued to it) and a dentist on the other one.
When I moved on to middle school, they wouldn't make us dress up or parade. We would just do a special creative assignment in Arts class. One of them was to make a mask out of newspaper that was glued to a balloon and another one, when we were older, was to paint a famous painting on a Venetian style mask.
I would see Carnaval on TV and people dancing and having fun and singing, all dressed up in silly costumes or well-crafted ones and I would always want to be that kind of person: brave enough to be silly in public amongst other people being silly in public. Every time I see a matrafona on TV, I'm like Damn, I wish I was carefree like that!. But I never was and I don't know if I'll ever be.
I think I'm too self-conscious and wearing a costume doesn't help. I think it makes me even more self-conscious. Even when I was a little kid I would be in my poor clown costume and always be in my head thinking everyone was looking at me and judging me while walking down the streets amongst tens of other kids. I would always be worried.
I don't wear costumes anymore, I stopped when I wasn't forced to do it anymore, but I do wear clothes and finding clothes in a style I'm comfortable in was a long hard path to walk. Make-up is another thing. I know some people wear make-up to make themselves feel more confident, but to me it doesn't always work that way. I'm always too aware of it. What if my lipstick is fading? What if my eyeliner is smudged? What if my eyeshadow is gathering at the inner corner? It kind of stresses me out, I'm not going to lie. Do I look bomb in red lipstick and eyeliner? Fuck yes! Do I have the mental quietude to not worry about it? No, absolutely not.
Even now, my cousin was just here with her eight-year-old, both of them dressed up as playing cards to go on the parade this afternoon and it only made me wish my mother would have been like my cousin when I was a kid. Maybe if she and my dad had also dressed up and took me and my sister to the parade it would have opened us up little. Instead they always made fun things be chores and obligations somehow. I had to dress up. I had to wear that clown costume. I had to go parade with the school. No wonder I don't know how to have fun. I was never taught to have fun. I was taught to do things because they had to be done. I was taught to be serious. I was taught to not disturb.
What if we, as a family, would have been silly for a day? What if we would have been just absolute fucking idiots downtown for a day? Would that had made any difference? Would that had helped me and my sister get out of our heads and just be kids for a day? Maybe. I guess I'll never know.
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