Want a costume? Fine!

Katrina poked her head out the door of the pink room. She was sure
everyone else were almost done with their costumes, and she figured
it was better late than never.
"All right everyone, I'm coming out with my costume," she announced.
"It's about time!" came Phil's voice.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped out and showed herself. There was a
slight pause.
Katrina shrugged. "What do y'all think of my french maid's costume? I
just glued some lace from an old sock I found around the trim of this
black dress I brought with me. And I don't even know where this old
apron is from but I just tied it to the front." She held up the
feather duster. "And I borrowed this."