Lemon County: How To Be A Pirate...

Chris Gets Swarthy...

So, as you do, She-Who-is-Adored and I, went to a Halloween party. My choice of costume is always a matter of pirate or something else, with pirate usually winning. I've been Hagrid, complete with baby dragon, the Cat in the Hat, a Beanie Baby (remember those?), Dumbledore, and a king once or twice. But nothing speaks to the inner Chris more than pirate.

I have to be honest and admit that this is not driven by a desire to deflower young maidens or pillage. (You have to wonder if they split into two teams for those particular activities - both being very tiring, in their own way. And, I’m not sure that having partaken in one that I'd be all enthused for the other.) Anyway, I'm not that kind of guy. I do, however, love any excuse for dressing up. Thus my embarrassing forays into the world of acting.

Now, my pirate has a great deal to do with Jack Sparrow and his humorous slash cool portrayal by Mr. Depp. Not Errol Flynn, or any other particular cinematic portrayal. Partly, I think, because none of them seem to have any fun being pirates and I like my pirates to have fun. Other than Johnny Depp, Gina Davis had a great time in the movie, “Cutthroat,” and Dustin Hofmann’s portrayal of Peter Pan’s nemesis in “Hook,” was a glorious mixture of depression and glee

And the clothes. Not the real, we-don't-wash-and-we-wear-stinking-rags reality, but the Hollywood fantasy, a little bit grungy, a little bit sexy, and a whole heaping helping of fun.

So that's where I went. I have a great Scottish Highland shirt with ridiculous sleeves, a long sleeveless leather(ish) duster with matching faux leather boots and, no surprise I’m sure, the tricorn hat with dredds and bits, as per Captain Jack Sparrow, courtesy of the good folks at Disneyland. Add some pirate bling: a skull ring that lights up, and some pieces of eight, and I'm ready to go.

Which brings me to why pirates don't drive cars. Aside from the ever-present fear that you'll be stopped for a moving violation and may have to stand on the side of the road illuminated by the lights of a patrol car, while passers-by say, "Why is he just standing there? He's a pirate for heavens sake, run them through with a sword and run away..." No, there are more practical issues. The flowing coat gets shut in the door. The flouncy sleeves stop you from safely gripping any of the controls, and the chunky ring means you can't put your hand into your pocket to get your keys out. All of this pales into insignificance, however, when compared to trying to drive in a big pirate hat. First it pushes your head forward into old lady driving mode, which is uncomfortable and potentially dangerous. You can’t turn your head to any useful degree and this stance makes it highly likely that you will, in fact, commit a moving traffic violation. There is no room to swash any kind of buckle in a car, and you will never feel less piratical than when driving.

(I've been on my boat in pirate gear, and that doesn't quite work either, due to my boat’s diminutive size, and me not being as svelte as I imagine myself.)

Now She-Who-Is-Adored went all pirate wench on me, and I have to say, was a stunning success, genuinely adorable and all. She has a wonderful (real) leather vest, which laces at the back, and a flouncy froth of a dress that simply gets one’s pulse racing. Her hat (one of my considerable collection - I recognize that I might need help in this area,) was decorated with lace and ribbon and pirate bling and was simply stunning. Now, She had less issues in the car than I did, but the fake skull and crossbones nails were a considerable challenge in the “doing anything with your hands” department.

Two people less likely to strike fear into coastal communities, there have never been. But, and here is the point, what incredible fun!

My evening was marred by two events, however. The first; it really is not particularly piratical to wear glasses, so I didn't (once I'd driven to the party.) Authenticity condemned me to watching a room full of colored blobs until I could get close enough to make out what they were wearing. (Plenty of fellow pirates, so that was good,) and with a little rum on board, the blob thing stopped bothering me.

The second event was a real wake up call in the pain department. The aforementioned piece of eight jewelry was heavy and attached to a less than smooth chain. The combination conspired to wrap itself around a chest hair or two, and effectively pluck them out when leaning forward. Gents, if you had an involuntary shudder at the thought, you know my pain. This happened on multiple occasions as She wanted to dance, and those movements exacerbated the problem, and thus, the pain.

(So, I was losing hairs at about the same rate as She was loosing fingernails, due to an unfair battle with poor quality double-sided tape...)

But we gamely danced on and had fun with our friends. I took the hat off for the drive home, which was better, and once home, carefully hung up our costumes so that we could don them the next day. (For the trick-or-treaters who will visit our house, you understand)

Writing about it could be sufficient reason to remain pirate through Monday, but then I'm all out of excuses,

Besides, I probably have to do a little driving, and as we all know, pirates don't drive cars....


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sueroy333 6 years ago from Indiana

Glad to see you get it. Jack Sparrow is THE pirate to be. He makes us all want to be a pirate.

I think I found your wench's fingernail in my jello. I'll forgive her since she's Jack Sparrow's wench.


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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California Author

Why, thank you kindly Miss Sue...

Actually it was pretty funny, the offending nails fell onto the floor, and we would discover its location by the crunch that was loud enough to be heard over the band!

The Pirate "costume" is safely put away until the next excuse...

Chris


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

How totally fun! I have always loved costuming - got it from a wonderful mother who lost no excuse to dress up like a gypsy and delight the neighborhood kids. I still have her gypsy head-dress on which she hung mason jar rings to double as oversized earrings. She was so cute. This year for the trick or treaters I was a sort of wizardess. I didn't wear her headdress - its old-fashioned gold satin was too wrinkled, but it inspired my own idea for one, atop a big pancho covered with astrological/astronomical icons. I put a couple of pictures on a little hub.

I wish you'd have put pictures of you and your adored lady on the hub in your costumes. But suffice your wonderful account of your entire pirate and wench lark and even the humiliating difficulty driving was so entertaining!! Thank you.


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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California Author

Nellienna,

I have some great pictures but they reside on my wife's camera, that's why the hats only are at the top of the page. I'll try and find some and download them,

Chris


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

That would be great good fun!!


tdennis 6 years ago

I sense a little Rumpole the Bailey in the She-who-is-adored description. Is there a cocktail of the Bank of the Thames variety?


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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California Author

Tim,

Welcome abord the good ship Hubpages! You are of course correct on the inspiration taken with a twist from Mr. Mortimer. Knowing your proclivity for humorous ripasts, you should be writing here. I'd love the company...

Chris


tdennis 6 years ago

I rely more on the quick wit through verbal delivery. I tend to get easily distracted and bored when writing. I blame the Bronte sisters and the essays I had to write in regards to their scriblings. Although, I may try every now and again.


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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California Author

Tim,

I have the perfect hub for short attention spans - a little different to my usual fare, check it out at..

http://hubpages.com/literature/Top-10-ways-to-ensu...

Chris


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

Sounds to me like Tim would find a niche and a huge following on HubPages.


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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California Author

Nelliena,

Absolutely! Both Tim and his wife have the most delicious sense of humor...I'll work on them.

Chris


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

Good. Convince them that they are needed here and will have fans flocking to them.

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