An Ode to FreaKKshow

Harlequin, Picasso, painting, blue period

If you live in New York City, like theme parties and are looking for something fun to do on Friday night, I’d strongly suggest Kostume Kult’s Freakkshow. I’ve gone for most of the past 3-4 years and loved it. It’s one of my favorite burner parties of the year. There is something about that sideshow/carnival/circus/freak theme that just speaks to me. I’ve always been drawn to the darker, more macabre and absurd, themes in life.

A few years ago, shortly before going to this party for the first time, I saw this Picasso painting in a museum somewhere (see above) and decided I wanted to go as a Harlequin/joker. I couldn’t find a black and blue (my favorite colors) checkered body suit, though, so I went with a black and white one instead. (I know, my seamstress friends would have just told me to make a black and blue one myself. But I’m not that crafty, at least not when it comes to costuming/sewing yet). I repeated it for the next few years (yes, I’m lazy and costuming is time consuming and expensive. And this one just happened to work well). It looked a little something like this:

Freakshow, costumes, joker, jester, harlequin, costume party

Photo by Kelly Neil for Metromix

Alas, I’m not making it this year, but I’m sure there will be other jokers/court jesters/Harlequins and many other circus freaks to more than compensate for my lack of attendance.

(Oh, and some footnotes for those of you just tuning in from other worlds/dimensions.

Burners are people that go to Burning Man, or other affiliated festivals, most years and are usually involved in theme camps.

Burning Man is that thing in the desert that happens every year that’s an art/music/whatever-you-want-it-to-be/create-your-own-experience festival for some and a giant party/sex & drugs extravaganza for others. For many, it’s both. How’s that for a summary?

Kostume Kult is one such New York-based theme camp, that I’ve been involved with in the past few years, that’s all about costuming, culture jamming and general hijinks and revelry).

I’ll close with some shoes from that night that were certainly not made for walking:

Freakshow, high heels, shoes, costumes