Wizard World Richmond Comic Con (part 1)
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A couple of weekends ago,
pirategirleee and I ventured off to Richmond for a comic convention. We'd initially planned to see Norman "Daryl Dixon" Reedus and Alan "Wash" Tudyk, but the two gents had to drop out due to filming schedule conflicts. In the final stretch before the con, we learned that Ron "Hellboy" Perlman and Bruce THE CHIN Campbell were going to attend. OH YEAH!
For cosplay, I built a Flame Princess ("Adventure Time") ensemble. I based the overdress on a Simplicity sundress pattern with adjustments to the neckline and a complete change of the hem while the underskirt was from a poodle skirt pattern with extended panels. This project included two firsts for me: setting in a zipper and applique. The zipper was WAY easier than I'd ever imagined it could be. Applique, on the other hand... if I never have to applique again, it'll be too soon. (And since I plan to remake the outfit, I will have to applique again.)

PG and I got to the con in time for an entertaining panel on cosplay which was fairly well attended. I asked the panelists how one goes from cosplaying for fun to participating in costume contests. The answer was "You go to the information desk between the hours of X and Y and sign up for the costume contest." Alrighty then!
After the panel, we zipped over to our room and I got to work on my Flame Princess wig. Between issues with my dress and late work nights (seriously, I left work at 8pm the night before the con and then spent another hour and a half on the phone with my boss when I got home) leading up to the con, the wig got not attention until the night before wearing it. I felt like I was in my own personal episode of "Heroes of Cosplay" especially when I had to stop working on the wig and hit the hay so that 1) the glue could dry and 2) I wouldn't be an insufferable zombie beeyotch for Saturday.

We had to be in the photo op line for Bruce Campbell at 11:30am which meant my getting in the shower by 9am to give myself enough time for the as-yet-untested make-up application, dressing, and hair. My brain fretted me awake at 7am and I got back to work on the wig. I managed to finish it up by my self-imposed 9am deadline. Thankfully, the make-up went on WAY more smoothly than I'd thought possible and I was ready well before we needed to skedaddle. PG suited up as Elle Driver and we sauntered over to the convention hall and jumped in the first portion of the non-VIP line for Bruce Campbell.

The whole photo op experience reminded me of the scene from "A Christmas Story" with the department store Santa. We weren't grabbed by frazzled elves or hoisted, spun, and placed upon Bruce's knee, but everything was very rushed in that HO HO HO sort of way before we were shoved down the chute, I mean directed towards the exit. I did, however, ask Mr Campbell if I could hug him before we took off. He looked kind of alarmed which I read that as being creeped out about being touched and I told him it was okay that his answer was no. He was concerned about my body paint and said we could air hug, which we mostly did. I say "mostly" because my left breast wound up making contact with his side. I'm never washing that boob again.

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For cosplay, I built a Flame Princess ("Adventure Time") ensemble. I based the overdress on a Simplicity sundress pattern with adjustments to the neckline and a complete change of the hem while the underskirt was from a poodle skirt pattern with extended panels. This project included two firsts for me: setting in a zipper and applique. The zipper was WAY easier than I'd ever imagined it could be. Applique, on the other hand... if I never have to applique again, it'll be too soon. (And since I plan to remake the outfit, I will have to applique again.)

PG and I got to the con in time for an entertaining panel on cosplay which was fairly well attended. I asked the panelists how one goes from cosplaying for fun to participating in costume contests. The answer was "You go to the information desk between the hours of X and Y and sign up for the costume contest." Alrighty then!
After the panel, we zipped over to our room and I got to work on my Flame Princess wig. Between issues with my dress and late work nights (seriously, I left work at 8pm the night before the con and then spent another hour and a half on the phone with my boss when I got home) leading up to the con, the wig got not attention until the night before wearing it. I felt like I was in my own personal episode of "Heroes of Cosplay" especially when I had to stop working on the wig and hit the hay so that 1) the glue could dry and 2) I wouldn't be an insufferable zombie beeyotch for Saturday.

We had to be in the photo op line for Bruce Campbell at 11:30am which meant my getting in the shower by 9am to give myself enough time for the as-yet-untested make-up application, dressing, and hair. My brain fretted me awake at 7am and I got back to work on the wig. I managed to finish it up by my self-imposed 9am deadline. Thankfully, the make-up went on WAY more smoothly than I'd thought possible and I was ready well before we needed to skedaddle. PG suited up as Elle Driver and we sauntered over to the convention hall and jumped in the first portion of the non-VIP line for Bruce Campbell.

The whole photo op experience reminded me of the scene from "A Christmas Story" with the department store Santa. We weren't grabbed by frazzled elves or hoisted, spun, and placed upon Bruce's knee, but everything was very rushed in that HO HO HO sort of way before we were shoved down the chute, I mean directed towards the exit. I did, however, ask Mr Campbell if I could hug him before we took off. He looked kind of alarmed which I read that as being creeped out about being touched and I told him it was okay that his answer was no. He was concerned about my body paint and said we could air hug, which we mostly did. I say "mostly" because my left breast wound up making contact with his side. I'm never washing that boob again.
