So, back when I'd just received the email (and concomitant bank card charge) showing I'd "won" the ticket lottery, I naturally danced in joyous circles for a few hours.
Then I hit up the nearest thrift store and overspent for a hideous white faux fur jacket. Because, to my overly-excited virgin mind, going to Burning Man meant I absolutely had to have a fur jacket... or something.
Thankfully for my wallet, I came to my senses soon afterwards, realizing that I certainly wasn't going to let others define my burnwear for me. Ever since then I've kept the purchases reasonable, and by "reasonable," I mean things without 1980s square shoulder pads.
The other night I started sorting through my pile of supplies for TTITD, removing plastic packaging and so on. At the very bottom of the pile, flattened and neglected and yet still with defiant shoulder pads apoofy, sat The Jacket of Shame:
After trying it on and realizing that yes, The Jacket was still cringe-worthy, I thought to myself "What could possibly save this?" And then I did something so crazy
, so totally unprecedented
, it just might work
: I stuck my leg through the sleeve.Et voila!
The sleeves fit my legs perfectly. A few quick snips with the fabric scissors and I had a lovely set of fake fur legwarmers, no sewing or elastic needed:
My favorite part is that the foam shoulder pads make the tops stick up like knee armor: