bedizen: to dress or adorn in gaudy manner.

It was quarter to six. Beneath my bedclothes I felt the distinct frustration of not being able to settle myself back to sleep. I pulled the eiderdown up over my head once more, and curled up into a ball, for one last attempt. Nothing.
Deciding it was a lost cause, I gave the eiderdown a quick kick. My foot slipped out and caught a blast of cold. I retracted it back into the warmth of my cocoon. Rubbing my eyes, I allowed the chinks of light to reach my brain, and waken it, like the fluorescent tubes turning on in an office building. Flicker, flicker, off for a moment, then full on, bright.
With nothing better to do with myself, I trotted off down the hall to my aunt's room. She had not come home last night, and this was one of those rare moments where I got to play dress up. I slipped my hair back into a ponytail, and prepared to open the wardrobe, with a "hmmph". This was a moment mixed with solemnity, excitement, and urgency. The door thwopped to one side, too heavy for me to keep a grip on. My hands plunged into the delicate fabrics, prying through them like jungle vines. I let my fingertips seek out the items I would adorn.
Five minutes later I was bedizened in the oddest concoction you can imagine. Then, on the stairs, I heard a footstep. Shit.