Before I started working with the characters, I was a pirate at the Pirates of the Caribbean gift shop. (Arrrgh, mate!) It’s a terrace of tropically themed merchandise, in addition to scallywag gear. I always had braided pigtails and a flowery headband along with my standard billowy blouse and bellbottoms. I guess the hair was pretty distinctive, because that’s how I got my nickname: every now and then, Peter Pan came to play in the area, and one day he christened me Tiger Lily.
Here I am with a few other mates. L to R: Jenny, me, Jolanda, and Ilona. Jolanda and Ilona are from the Netherlands. They call me the Aloha pirate, and they gamely donned headbands for picture. Every once in a while I hear from them, and it makes me glad to know there are wonderful friendly, chill people on this earth! (I wonder if Amsterdam has anything to do with it…)
Going to your work area can be fun when you aren’t actually working: you see your friends, you know where the cool toys are, and you can leave when you want! This is Jane Ellen. We are keeping watch for…?
We had a massive cleanup effort in which we moved EVERYTHING from the open-air terrace into the little shop. Here, I am stranded in the midst of clothes racks and toy bins! The photo doesn’t convey the slightly claustrophobic feeling I had when I found myself locked in on all sides by plastic swords, toy guns, candy racks, fake skulls, those ridiculous light-up whirly things…I had to crawl over many things to get to clear floor space.
Peter Pan alights on the last float of the Magic Kingdom Share a Dream parade. He’s accompanied by a few members of the original gang on the float as well as a flood of characters in the street. Tinkerbell flits alongside all the floats, so fast you can’t see her — only a trail of sparkling pixie dust tells you she’s there!
Taking a crack at trick photography: the balloon man was very obliging to have let me hold all his balloons. Up, up, and awayyyyyy! Wheeee! Thank you, Mr. Balloon Man! We are on Main Street in the Magic Kingdom.
We had a lasagne dinner night with some neighbors. L to R: Brea, Pat, Blair, Sarah, me, John, Kara, Emily. The room looks a bit sparse here, but by the end of session our walls were very much personalized with posters enumerating our quirky traits and quotes.
Stephanie was my summer roommate (different groups for the summer and fall…because most people in the summer go back to school rather than slacking like me!). We goofed off like lab monkeys in a Ritalin clinical trial. Being klutzy (er, I more so), we nicknamed ourselves Gimp (Steph) and Gimp Jr.
The Genie is my favorite tall character! I want a giant lifesize genie of my own! Better than the FAO Schwarz bear. Poor Genie was beleaguered by the gazillion kids wanting autographs and pictures…like me. He paused his frantic carom to scribble a signature and flash his big blue grin. I love the Genie!