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I wrote another long response to a Formspring question, and I felt compelled to post my response here.

Q. I’m having trouble figuring out what to cosplay as; any advice to find a character that fits? Like a website or something.

A. No website exists, as far as I’m aware. You just have to find where the following questions intersect for you:

1. If you’re creating the costume for a specific event, who will be in attendance? Is there a certain creator you want to honor by dressing as one of his/her characters? I ask myself this first, as I find it’s the clearest rubric to me for narrowing down the field of costumes I want to try. I made my first Molly and Maeve because Jim was going to be at NYCC ’07 and PhauxCon ’07. I made Delirium because Neil would be at NYCC ’08. I made comicverse Wendy because Javi and the cast of Middleman were going to be at SDCC ’09. The ability to show a creator my admiration for his or her work makes cosplaying extra special for me.

2a. Whose outfit/costume excites you? From the first time I read the description of Maeve’s glacier-colored dreadlocks, I knew I wanted to recreate them. I loved Molly’s wildly dyed hair, and I wanted to design a SplatterCon!!! logo. And I wanted to create a wig that captured Delirium’s madness! I kind of like making wigs, in case it wasn’t apparent. :D
2b. Reality check: will you be comfortable in said costume? Is it feasible under the constraints of time/budget/the laws of physics? Can my Mistcloak be as cool in reality as it sounds in the books? Is the visual impact of movieverse Nightcrawler’s blue skin and scars worth the three hours it takes to put on and the pain of removing the liquid latex body paint afterward? Will you be able to walk and stand around all day in those shoes? Is your costume too hot or heavy to wear around the Exhibition Hall? Do you have the sewing skills to create something more custom (or a stitch-savvy friend willing to help out), or will you need to crib your costume together from found pieces?

3. What characters jump out at you as being particularly interesting? There’s a lot of acting in cosplay–what kind of personality do you want to inhabit? I have a penchant for characters who operate on a different plane as the rest of the world, like River, Delirium, and Professor Trelawney, and I have a great time hamming it up when folks want to take my picture. On the other side of the spectrum, I love dressing as Zoe and Wendy, because simply donning their clothes makes me feel stronger and more confident.

4. Who do you look like? What character shares your build? Are you tall, short, skinny, muscular, curvy, heavy-set, or somewhere in the middle? Obviously, you don’t have to conform perfectly–I’ve dressed as movieverse Nightcrawler, and I am not a dude. I’ve dressed as River and Zoe, and I am neither tiny ballerina nor goddesslike Amazon. But many folks choose to dress as someone in the same ballpark. Or you may choose to make some joke about your appearance–one of my Star Wars-obsessed guy friends is 4’11”, and he’s working on a “Aren’t you a little short for a Stormtrooper?” costume. (Yes, I’m trying to convince him to read the Vorkosigan saga!)

5. Will people know who you are? This is more important to some and less important to others. I dressed up as Angua at a high school where perhaps three other people had read the Discworld books. Even some folks in line for Jim’s signings didn’t recognize me as Molly or Maeve–including a Harry Dresden cosplayer–much less other random folks at the con. And while I was treated like a rock star by the fans (and special guests!) at the Middleman table read, everyone else at the con treated me like just another cute chick with a bare midriff. Sometimes, the cosplay anonymity gets to me, and I’ll throw on Kaylee or Sally to compensate. Will it bug you if only a tiny fraction of folks recognize your character?

Best of luck!

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I need to get back in the swing of blogging. The sheer length of time I’ve gone on Twitter alone is unspeakably lame, and friends and family alike are becoming increasingly frustrated with the prolonged string of half-indecipherable, 140-character hints of what’s going on in my life. So here’s what’s been going on lately!

Work: A couple weeks ago, I was moved to the back room. While it’s tragic that I am no longer sitting near Tommy, an endless fountain of amusing non-sequiturs, I am now blessed with WINDOWS. My stir-craziness factor has diminished significantly. The windows look out onto the uninterrupted brick siding of another building some twelve feet away, but I nevertheless revel in the occasional birds, diffused sunlight, and glimpses at the actual weather conditions my beloved window offers.

The reason for the move is to reflect a change in the structure of the company. We now have a separate Asset Department responsible for characters and props. Previously, animators were responsible for making their own props. Character folks (like me) have always been separate. Once the few hiccups are ironed out, it looks like this system is going to be a lot more efficient. Yay efficiency!

I have also been named Texture Tsar (okay, that’s the name I made up, but it’s more fun that Textures Lead or whatever the official title was), so I’m getting tasked with occasional opportunities to step out of Character Land and do some serious Making Stuff Pretty. Yay variety! And as far as the characters go, we’re in the process of bringing their quality up another notch, as well. I’m very pleased with the direction we’re going!

Litra-chur: My beloved Kat, who has exquisite taste, has finally pushed me over the tipping point with regard to Lois McMaster Bujold’s Vorkosigan saga. She lent me the first omnibus at the end of last summer, which I read at a snail’s pace despite my enjoyment of the stories, but only recently did I delve headfirst into the series. I got the rest of the books in audio format and plowed through nine books and three novellas in the past 2 1/2 weeks. I’m almost nervous to start the final book, because I’ll once again be faced with the dilemma of what to read next.

I can feel myself getting sucked into the Reread Rut, as I’d like to reread Princeps’ Fury to refresh my beta-memory as Jim pens First Lord’s Fury, and I’m thinking a reread of Watchmen is in order before the movie comes out, and I definitely want to reread The Name of the Wind before its sequel hits stores on April 7th, and gah. I can’t let myself get boxed in with rereads! Gotta discover something new!

Fandom: This past weekend, I went to New York Comic Con. I had a fantastic time! Friday night, I assembled a crowd of folks from the Jim-Butcher.com forum for dinner at Brother Jimmy’s BBQ, which was quite a hit! In attendance were my forum/IRL hybrid friends Craig, Shecky, and Sue, plus forum members Mark and Allison, a fantastic Harry cosplayer I met at San Diego Comic Con named Matt, and Matt’s friend Jerry. The Dabel Brothers crew was going to join us, but they had some last-minute business that ran long, so they were only able to stop by a few minutes. Afterwards, we huddled in Penn Station, dodging zambonis and homeless people, for a reading of the first chapter of Turn Coat. It was a great start for a delightfully geeky weekend!

Saturday, I donned my Molly costume and hooked up with RPG pal John to meander about the con. We first checked out a fight choreography demo by the Vampire Cowboys, a theatre troupe that performs original, cross-genre plays with a strong stage combat element. I saw their previous show, Fight Girl Battle World, twice last year, and I can’t wait for the opening of their newest creation, Soul Samurai! I’ll have to get a big group together.

Afterward, John and I did some browsing/people watching as we waited for the others from the previous night’s group to arrive. I stopped by the Penguin table to chat with Anne Sowards, Jim’s editor, who gave me a bunch of Dresden buttons to give away on the website. I’ll have to figure out a fun way to determine who gets them! Meanwhile, John geeked out at the neighboring booth, belonging to Phil Foglio, when a group of fans arrived in glorious Girl Genius cosplay.

We then swung by the Comic News Insider booth, in hopes of seeing Kristin and Jimmy. Jimmy is one of the co-hosts of the show, and Kristin had volunteered to booth babe for a time, but Kristin had something far more nefarious up her sleeve! At cons, Jimmy makes a point of dressing in pinstriped vests, going so far as to accuse those similarly attired of “stealing his look.” Because we are pure evil, Kristin and I conspired to dress Kristin in Jimmy’s con uniform. Unfortunately, Jimmy wasn’t there at the time, but I got to greet Kristin and admire her uncanny resemblance to the absent friend.

Next, John and I stopped by the DoctorWhoStore.com booth, where 6th Doctor Colin Baker was wrapping up his signing. I snagged one of the Big Finish audios for my Who-obsessed friend Kat, autographed by the good Doctor himself, and got a picture with him, in which he looks like my cute grandpa. After Colin finished, Doctor Who comics scribe Tony Lee took the autographing table, and I got a few issues of the serial signed as we chatted. I’d gotten to meet him and hang out briefly at the CNI recording a few days prior, and we’d hit it off rather well. It was fun to see him again.

John and I also spent some time dawdling around the Pendragon booth, where Matt, Jerry, and Matt’s girlfriend Nicole were working. Nicole’s creations were flat-out gorgeous, and over the course of the day, I tried on two of the Renaissance dresses and a woman’s leather duster. You bet your sweet bippy I took pictures! I feel in love with one of them, but I didn’t know if I wanted to spend so much on a dress I’d only wear a couple times a year, so I elected to hold off and think about it overnight. Soon, Craig, Shecky, and Sue appeared, and we all trooped off to grab a late lunch.

The afternoon was filled with a performance by the New York Jedi, lots and lots of aimless ambling about the exhibit hall, and some chillage with the Dabel folks. Matt joined us for much of it. I finally got to meet Dresden GN editor David Lawrence in person, and he loaded me up with a bunch of Dabel comics and goodies. We swung back by the Penguin booth and chanced to run into Amber Benson, who played Tara on Buffy. We had a brief conversation, and I snagged a photo with her. What an unexpected surprise!

Toward the end of the evening, we walked by the DC booth and saw Watchmen artist Dave Gibbons signing posters. There was no way we could get through the line by closing time, so we resolved to bring our copies of Watchmen the next day to be signed then. Finally, we bade farewell to Sue, Shecky, and John, who were only at the con for the day.

Sunday morning was a source of great amusement. I awoke to find a pair of text messages on my phone, one drunken missive timestamped around 3am, waxing lyrical on my finer attributes, and another around 8, apologizing profusely. I will not disclose the identity of said individual, because I am not a cruel person, but suffice it to say, it was hilarious.

Dressed as Delirium, I high-tailed it to the IGN Theatre, where a line was already forming for Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse panel two hours before showtime. Because it was painfully obvious what we were all there to see, they con staff either canceled or moved the MegaMan panel that was to be held before it. In line, I met up with Craig, Kristin, Adam (host of the weekly Pushing Daisies viewing parties, back when that was applicable), and fellow NYC Browncoats Kathleen, Simon, and Gypsy.

The panel was a delight. Though I’d met Nathan Fillion at SDCC and Amber Benson the day before, I’d never before seen a panel with any Whedon alumni, and here was Joss himself! Also present was Tahmoh Penikett, aka Helo on BSG, and Matt Rousch of TV Guide. The program reported that Eliza Dushku and Dichen Lachman were also supposed to be in attendance, but any disappointment was more than compensated for when Joss revealed the first act of the Dollhouse pilot, which looked fabulous. I can’t wait for Friday’s premiere!

By that point, the con was nearly over, but I still managed to squeeze in some last-minute awesomeness. An hour before it was slated to start, we staked on spots in line for the Dave Gibbons signing. We befriended another line-waiter, who volunteered to save out spots in line so we could enjoy ourselves for said hour, and went off in search of last-minute fun. We returned to Pendragon to poke Matt, and I saw that the dress I’d fallen in love with the previous day had been sold. Guess that made my decision for me! I’m glad such a lovely dress is getting a good home.

We returned to the Gibbons table with ten minutes to spare and found an utter mob scene. The line snaked around itself four deep! They were processing fans ASAP, so there was no time for conversation with the man, but it was still cool to see him in person and get his signature in my copy of Watchmen.

And that was it! I was rather stunned toward the end to realize that I only attended a single panel, as I’d meticulously planned out a schedule for myself ahead of time, but when it came down to it, spending time with my friends felt like a much higher priority. I feel like a Lifetime movie. And now I can’t wait for ConDFW the 20th-22nd!

And that’s all I have to say about that for the moment. Hopefully, now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’ll be able to go back to blogging about silly things?

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Hokay! The second half of the story of my weekend!

Saturday was the last day to submit entries to the Dresden Files Halloween Costume Contest, and though I felt it was inappropriate for me to enter, I still wanted to get in on the costuming fun! Early that afternoon, I pondered over how I could pose to best depict Molly. The first thing to come to mind was to have her with the beaded leather bracelet she wore in White Night, struggling to move the beads up the strap with her mind. However, as I didn’t have the materials and the light was quickly fleeing, I realized I would have to think of something else.

Then it hit me.

The costume I have for Molly is based on how she looks in the book Proven Guilty, in which she helps staff a horror movie convention called “SplatterCon!!!” Considering her appreciation of the genre, dollars to donuts she’s a big fan of the Bruce Campbell oeuvre. I kicked myself for not dressing up as her the previous night when I went to see My Name is Bruce, losing the opportunity for a “Molly fangirling Bruce Campbell at SplatterCon!!!” photo.

But wait! All was not lost! Halloween wasn’t Bruce’s only night in New York! My friend Shecky saw him enter the theater around seven the previous night–what if I could catch him on his way in?

I mentioned this idea to my friends on the Jim-Butcher.com forum, and Craig (a fellow New Yorker I’ve palled around with on a couple occasions) volunteered to join me and bring his camera. SCORE!

Craig and I went over at 6:40, in hopes of catching Bruce before he introduced the 7:20 screening. We whiled away a significant chunk of the time laughing about how ridiculous we were being. Alas, Bruce must have gone in a different door. At 7:25, the sensible thing would have been to call it a night, but no one has ever called me sensible! Instead, we went in and spoke to the manager. I explained the situation and asked him if there was any way we could pull it off. Shockingly, he didn’t gape at us in horror and tell us to beat it! He suggested we come back during the Q&A at 9 and ask Bruce if it would be okay. He even said he’d let us go into the theatre without tickets! If you’re out there, Justin, you ROCK.

Craig and I went out for crepes and conversation, then returned at 8:45 to catch the tail end of the movie. At the Q&A, I explained the story to Bruce, and rather than publicly mocking me, he waved me down to take the picture! EEEEEE! He asked who I was dressed as, then asked if I looked like the character. The audience was largely silent, save for a couple smartasses who said no. (Hmph! Jim himself has [url=http://www.jimbutcheronline.com/bb/index.php/topic,7771.msg260409.html#msg260409]commended me[/url] on it!)

Alas, my camera’s flash wasn’t on, and Craig didn’t know how to turn it on, so he took two blurry photos before Bruce humorously shoved me away for taking too long, saying “Gah, Evil Dead IV will be made by the time you take the picture!” I laughed and thanked him, though inside I lamented getting so far, only to be thwarted by a stupid flash.

As a last ditch effort, I talked to one of the ushers and verified which door he’d be leaving from, and we waited for him outside. I thanked Craig for the umpteenth time for indulging my insanity. Finally, Bruce emerged! “I turned the flash on this time!” I said by way of greeting, and he grinned and said “Let’s do this thing!” We took the picture, and it was everything I hoped it would be, and Craig shook his hand, and then he was off! Craig and I did a little squee dance, and parted ways.

WINNERS = US!

Though I think we can all agree that the real winner is AMERICA.

File under: costuming, dresden files, epic win.

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New York Times: Is Jon Stewart the Most Trusted Man in America?

Photo from Half-Blood Prince: The Unbreakable Vow scene. Is it okay if I just paste photos of Lucy Saxon over Narcissa Malfoy’s head in every frame of the movie? Because SO MUCH NO. I dig her coat, though. I want a coat like that.

And speaking of the Malfoy sisters, a fanart rec: Makani presents Bella meets Bella

This Just In: Cosplaying Makes You Undateable! Funny that I get hit on the most when I’m dressed as a fictional character. Clearly, eHarmony doesn’t understand that cosplayers generally aren’t interested in dating the kind of person that would pass up on a photo of us in cosplay gear.

I’d date me.

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Hmm. What to do when your Molly costume actually looks really cute, as opposed to Frankenhookerish?

Here’s the full costume, with and without the jacket (it’s going to be HOT in San Diego!), and a close-up.

The wig is done! I initially planned to gel it into spikes, so it would look more street grungy and less like a punkish Veronica Lake, but I love the current look too much to risk screwing it up. Unfortunately, I screwed up the ratio of ink to rubbing alcohol in the dye for the blue, making it look kind of flat and gummy. I managed to fix the gumminess, but it’s still not as shiny and pretty as the pink side. In fact, it looks kind of radioactive. Ah well. :D

At the con, I’ll be wearing black nail polish as well, but I didn’t feel like putting it on just for these photographs.

(Dear god, I want to steal that jacket. I’m borrowing it from the awesometastic Rebecca, who found it at a thrift store for TEN BUCKS, whereas it usually retails for like $80. Envy! Thaaaaaank youuuuuu, Rebecca, for lending it to me!)

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Hey, kids! It’s the super-belated New York Comic Con post!

Verdict: Ridiculously awesome.

I already posted about Friday’s highlight at the Gaiman panel, but here’s the full account. We were let out of work early, so instead of getting dressed at the con itself, I changed in the bathroom at work, where I would have comparatively more space and privacy. Then came the fun of making my way across midtown Manhattan while dressed like the anthropomorphic personification of delirium! The number of horrified stares was far eclipsed by the number of “You go, girl”-esque responses. The most fun came when I walked past a huge gathering of people (maybe 200) in brightly-colored cultural dress from around the world. You could just see the “I wonder what she represents?” question in the kids’ eyes.

I first headed to the CNI booth to say hello to Joe and Jimmy and drop off the bag containing my work clothes, and to say goodbye to Jimmy’s hair. Jimmy has had long, gorgeous, Pantene-ad hair for 20 years, but he finally decided to cut it on Saturday and donate it to Locks of Love, raising over five hundred dollars for the charity in the process. More power to him! My timing happened to coincide with their first raffle, so I read out the ticket numbers for them. T’was fun!

Next, I headed downstairs to wait in line for the Gaiman event. I was nearly an hour early, yet there were already something like thirty people in line! I chatted with my neighbors and got my photo taken approximately eleventy billion times, which was all kinds of fun! Much to my dismay, I realized just how short my skirt was and how conspicuous I felt wearing it, so I decided to wear my capris underneath it on Saturday.

Neil was presaged by a hilarious short speech by Bill Hader of SNL, a huge Gaiman fan. Then Neil came out, read a pair of short stories, did the Q&A thing I recounted in the earlier entry, and read chapter 3 of The Graveyard Book, which is going to be phenomenal. I can’t wait!

Saturday morning, I hooked up with my friend and fellow RPer John, aka The Boy, and his father and uncle. We spent much of the morning cruising the floor, hooking up with Will and his buddy Dave (one of his Beauty and the Geek co-stars) along the way. Fairly early on, we stopped by the Dabel Brothers’ booth, and I got to meet the gang in person. The Dabel Brothers are the publishers of the Dresden Files comic book, on which I serve as a Thematic Consultant. Unfortunately, Ernst (eldest of the brothers and our main liason) had a scheduling conflict and couldn’t be in attendance, but it was great to get to meet Derek and the rest of the team. Derek is a really fun guy and amazingly generous–when I inquired about the price of the NYCC edition of Dresden #1, he immediately handed John and me a huge stack of comics with all three editions of Dresden #1 and the first issue of their other title, Wild Cards. Woo, royal treatment!

Eventually, 11 rolled around, and we headed over to the Midtown Comic booth, where Jim Butcher was doing his first signing of the day. Jim instantly recognized me despite my insane Delirium wig (or perhaps because of it?), and introduced me to Jennifer Jackson, his agent, and Anne Sowards, his editor. My conversation with Anne was cut short by a bunch of fanboys clammoring for a photo with me (rar! couldn’t they see I was occupied?), but I got to chat a bit longer with Jennifer, who is quite clearly one of the most awesome people on the planet, and who is also blessed with the ability to surround herself with similarly awesome people.

While John and I waited for Jim’s signing to end at 11:30 (when the three of us would grab lunch together), he scoped out nearby booths. Unfortunately, around 11:40, when Jim and I hooked back up, John was nowhere to be seen. I left him four voicemails over the space of 11:20 to 11:40, to no avail. In the last, I told him Jim and I were headed to the food court, and to call me when he got the message.

It was a wonderful, relaxing lunch. One of the things I enjoyed so much about PhauxCon was the casual, laid-back atmosphere, but even my beloved micro-con couldn’t entirely remove the faint “Jim and Shannon are the Guests of Honor” hierarchy. Also, I myself was so fanstruck at the time! The one-on-one (and later, two-on-one, when John finally checked his phone) nature of this conversation was an absolute delight. He even paid for my lunch! :D

We chatted about anything and everything: our favourite new-series Doctors (Jim: 9, me: 10), the lolcat phenomenon, comic book trailers, awful Sci-Fi Channel movies (and the Butcher family tradition of Shannon and J.J. tearing down the movie, and Jim attempting to defend it as the Best Movie Ever), the awesomeness of Ray Park and the great loss to our culture suffered at the absence of a Toad/Nightcrawler fight in X2, why on earth political figures go on the Daily Show and the Colbert Report, something that happens in a future Dresden book that will cause the entire fandom’s head to explode, oh my god… You know, the usual.

He also signed John’s orange box knife for use in my new Butcher ‘Spress podcast logo. As the daddy podcast, The Butcher Block, uses an actual signed butcher block, I felt the box knife surrounded by pizza was appropriate (both are associated with the fan-favourite Dresden character Toot-toot, a faerie who occasionally provides Harry with information–not a bad mascot for a news podcast). Then we gave the camera our best skeptical eyebrows and headed off to explore the con floor together! Eventually, around 1:30, John and I returned him safe and sound to the Dabel Table (this is more clever when you note that “Dabel” and “Table” rhyme) so he could prepare for the Dabel Bros’ panel at 2.

On my way down to the panel, I ran into my friend Kevin, who was dressed as his beloved character Unemployed Skeletor in preparation for the Masters of the Universe panel. We vowed to find some opportunity to hang out soon, as we never see each other and that is lame.

The Dabel panel was quite nifty. Afterwards, I went to a panel on making it as a voice actor, then John and I resumed our floor-meandering ways. I went by the CNI table to see Jimmy’s new hair, which looks great! I was terrified he’d do something short and unJimmylike, but his hair was so long that they were able to cut SIXTEEN INCHES, and his hair still brushed his shoulders. He seemed still somewhat traumatized, but I tried to assure him his Samsonlike powers had not been diminished. YOU ARE A HERO TO CANCERKIDS EVERYWHERE, JIMMY! THANK YOU!

Around 5, we looped back around to the Dabel Table for the signing with Jim and Dresden cover artist Chris McGrath. Chris and I got to chatting, and it turns out we live five blocks away from each other! Crazy!

We then dawdled around until it was time for the Great Podcasting Dinner! Unfortunately, my table was not a particularly energetic one, and John and I ended up leaving earlier than I’d predicted, both exhausted. Suckage.

Sunday, I dressed up as Maeve, which wasn’t a great idea. I’d forgotten how awkward that huge wig is and how easily tangled those sequin strings yet. It’s a great costume for a small event, but it’s not something to wear at a huge con. I got quickly overheated under the weight of the wig and the claustrophobic crowd, and I ended up keeping the wig off for most of the time. I finally met up with Kristin–we’d kept just missing each other all weekend–and she was jokingly cross at me for wearing a costume she’d already seen, as she’d been looking forward to seeing Delirium. We cruised the floor once more, on the lookout for any droolworthy Doctor Who and BSG merch, and I ended up with a Kittens With Cupcakes bag and a 12″ action figure of Jack from Nightmare Before Christmas (with mini PVC Mayor and Werewolf).

Kristin: I don’t get the Green Arrow. On a team where you already have Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman, what do you need an archer for?
John: Well, he was rich…
Kristin: You think he bought his way on to the Justice League?
Me: His daddy bought everyone on the team Nimbus 2001s.

We spent the rest of the afternoon chilling at the CNI booth. At closing time, we helped Jimmy pack up, then Kristin, John, and I went off in search of California Pizza Kitchen. Yum! The evening was spent watching episodes of “Wonderfalls” and “Pushing Daisies.” All in all, an AWESOME experience.

It’s great to be a geek. :D

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No idea why the images are showing up so desaturated, but…

Got the wefts pinned in! I’ll do a bit more styling, separating the ringlets a bit to make them look more like cute spirals than solid cylinders and dragging them out a bit so they’re a little longer. And I think I’ll use smaller safety pins, so they don’t start to peek out if the hair shifts the wrong way.

Pics: Side View, Larger Version of Above, and Me Being a Total Ham!

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HAHAHA, WIN!

Whereas I spent months searching for the perfect elements for my Nightcrawler and Maeve costumes, I found the perfect Delirium coat and dress in TEN MINUTES of shopping. Triumph, she is mine! Peek-choors: 01, 02, and 03.

I’ve only put in one of four hair wefts so far, so the extensions will look pretty sparse here. It will look much more wild and full when I’m finished, and the extensions will start higher up on the head, so they look more integrated with the wig and less tacked-on.

Anyway, I love that hideous dress! Turns out the thrift store shopkeeper got it in yesterday, so good timing me! And apart from the shoulders, where it gets a big large, it fits me like a glove. It couldn’t fit the bodice and waist and stuff better if I had it tailored. And the top part doesn’t bother me. When has Delirium ever worn clothes that fit her?

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Woo, finished the dye job on my Delirium wig! Nice to know that if I can’t get the extensions to look right, it’ll still look totally awesome without them!

Now, time to play some more…

Okay, time to go to sleep. But when I wake up, it’ll be time to play some more! I shall dream of playing. Take that!

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EEEEEEEEEEEE NEIL GAIMAIN IS COMING TO NEW YORK COMIC CON!!!!

This makes my choice to make a Delirium costume even more perfect.

And wow, what a perfect opportunity to squee about the current state of my wig! My success with the Maeve wig gave me great confidence, and I’m taking another leap in wig making ambition!

As Delirium looks different every time she appears in the Sandman series, I’m not worried about perfectly recreating a specific look, so long as I get the general vibe right. My main inspiration is this image. I loved the idea of having one side very short and one side long and curly! My short side will be longer than hers, as I have no desire to buzz my head, but it’s the same general idea. Mine will be short, scruffy, and dyed in a rainbow of colors on one side, then long, curly, and a blend of bright red and dark cherry red with sporadic yellow accents on the other side. The fiber for the extensions hasn’t arrived yet (it should have arrived yesterday, boo. Maybe today?), but I won’t be able to actually sew the wefts I make into the wig until I finish the dye job anyway. The dye job will take several more sessions to complete, as I can only dye small amounts at a time to avoid the colors mixing and looking muddy and gross.

Anyway, pictures! Here’s how it looked on me the day before yesterday, but did a LOT last night, and here’s where we are now: side, front, and 3/4 view. The color is getting a bit too chunky for my taste towards the back–I prefer the more feathery look of the bangs. Fortunately, it’ll be a really easy fix to add in some steaks of color to break them up. I looooooooooove this dye recipe!

I’m still working out what I want to do for the costume itself. The big, shapeless coat is a must, but I want the costume beneath it to be solid on its own, in case I get too hot at the con. Tattered fishnets are a must, but my Molly costume brought home that once I start the tear, I have no idea how to keep them from falling apart completely. With Molly, what started out as artistically ripped fishnets that morning ended the day as an unwearable, shredded mess. I’m sure there’s something obvious I’m missing. Can anyone provide insight?

As far as shoes are concerned, I’m considering a few alternatives:
1) Nasty old boots,
2) Ridiculous sparkly gold shoes I saw in a thrift store that were actually in my size and I can’t believe I didn’t get them,
3) A nasty old boot on one foot and a sparkly gold shoe on the other provided the height difference wasn’t noticable, or
4) Galoshes.

Think I could be comfortable walking around a con in galoshes all day? Or would my feet get sweaty and gross? I haven’t worn galoshes since I was ikkle and wee. Anyway, I’m currently leaning towards #3. I’ll have to go back to that thrift store and see if those ridiculous gold shoes are still there. I might also have to revisit that awesome $5 shoe place where I got my Maeve shoes. I’m amazed at how well those things have held up!

And that’s all I have to say about that. Except…

Fans of Sandman series should probably put down their drinks at this point, as not to end up with a keyboard full of Dr. Pepper. Ganked from moony’s LJ.

In totally unrelated news, signups for the Dresden Files ficathon close Monday. Don’t forget!