The first thing I noticed were all the top hats. It seems that the Playa needs aeration in the head so the height of the hat seems to be a factor. At least for some. And then all the kilts. There seems to be a lot of kilts in the Playa which made me think of getting one. After checking the prices when I got back though, the kilt thing is way out of my league. After those two, the myriad changes and fluctuations in the Black Rock plumage varies specie to specie. There was one girl, she had the fur loin cloth thing going and the fur bikini top. A few feathers out of the top of her head and the facsimile of a lithe Native woman was born. There was one girl who had on a pair of whitish chaps with a silvery bedazzle thing going all over it with a orange day glow bikini on and a fur coat. That’s the other thing, fur. Fake fur. Faux fur. The Playa must be cold, or colder then these folks are used to, as the abundance of fur and cloaks and capes and trench coats would show. Now when I had gone to Sacramento to the smaller little get together of Man folks there was a contingent of fur bearers, but in Frisco it was in abundance. Fur cloaks or coats with little underneath and in some cases fur boots as well.
The other thing I noticed was that some people, more then less I might add, were absolutely glowing. One guy was so decked out in what I found out was EL wire that I was forced to ask him how many times he had seen the Disney movie Tron. He said he had seen it at least six times and that of all things there was a Tron 2 trailer on you tube. I have yet to check it out. But back to the guy. He had EL wire all over himself following the lines of the chest armor piece and gloves and goggles he was wearing to the point that you had to stop and realize he had done it all by hand. Another guy had a bike helmet on and in the segmented areas he had put small laser pointers that shone everywhere on the ceiling above him. He was the one that had brought a green glowing hand held “flashlight” of sorts. It projected many separate green beams and when you shook it it would fracture out the beams to quite wonderful end results. At one point during the festivities there was a girl with a section of shimmery cloth and the guy aimed the green beams at the cloth and the beams were fragmented all over the room and the people surrounding her. She moved the cloth in tandem with the beat of the music as well, which in the moment was quite groovus.
