On Sunday we went to our first Karneval parade in Sittard, the Netherlands. It seemed as though the tables were turned, at least in the sense of fashion. Usually when we’re out and about I feel like we really stand out because we’re wearing “bright” colors (the ones pictured on the boys above) and the locals are all wearing black. This time Jeremy was decked out in black, and here’s what the locals were wearing:
Here parades are not a spectator sport. Those along the parade route are just as involved in the festivities as the paraders – dressed up, throwing confetti and streamers, spraying silly string, and cheering.
There were several marching bands, some wearing traditional uniforms (with the addition of scarves in Karneval colors – red, green and yellow)…
and some that were not. (I am amazed at the number of marching bands around. I would doubt that many Americans even own a musical instrument, much less play in a band.)
Unfortunately, I do not know Dutch so I can only guess what the marching groups were representing. I loved seeing their costumes though. Amazing! Everyone had elaborate makeup too.
These were probably the simplest costumes we saw. What they lacked in accessories they made up for in blue face paint.
I’ve been to the Rose Parade and to Mardi Gras parades, but this one really “takes the cake” when it comes to costumes.
Now that I know what to expect I’ll get to work on my costume for next year. I just have to gather up some tulle, fur, boas, makeup and a wig. And long-underwear – it was chilly!