A friend of ours had a surprise 30th birthday party, and the theme was "geek". So naturally, we dressed up geekily - my daughter in a Captain America tutu (her choice), DH as a Sith lord, and the baby as a Starfleet officer. True to form, I ran out of time to make my own costume and ended up going as a medieval/Renaissance... pirate... wench... gypsy... thing, in borrowed garb.
Upon arriving at the party, we found that the birthday boy's family had intended "geek" quite differently. They'd all dressed up Revenge of the Nerds
style, with pocket protectors, taped glasses, op-grave-ugly clothes and, apparently following some stereotype of which I am unaware, fake freckles. (Seriously, is that even a thing? I can see pale skin, even pimply skin, but freckles? Since when were freckles a geek thing? I mistook one kid for Pippi Longstocking...)
And to top it off, the birthday boy's mother took one look at my Starfleet-clad baby and cooed "Awww, he's little Luke Skywalker, bless him!"
You can choose your friends, but they can't choose their family. Anyway. The baby.
His name is Miles and he has blondeish curls, so naturally I should have dressed him up as Miles O'Brien. But I've never been keen on that Engineering mustard yellow, and I couldn't find any in the correct fabric anyway, so I threw his odds of survival to the wind and bought some red.
Then it turned out I'd misremembered the uniforms, and didn't have enough red for a TNG-style uniform. Cue much googling, until I found a Voyager command uniform with minimal red. Not a huge Voyager fan, but meh; I figured it would have to do.
And here is the lad himself. A credit to the Federation, if I do say so myself.