Saturday after working in the morning I popped over to MegaCon in Orlando. I love going to conventions! Like a true geek, I feel weird when the convention is over and I look around and see people not wearing costumes. Why are all these people dressed in….jeans….and…t-shirts? Now that’s weird.
Anyway – the convention – I went with my friends Nick and Kaye. I dressed up like a character, Rockie Rocket, from my friend Nick’s novel. We walked around doing some promotion for his series of three novels and looking for a model for his main character, Moonie, since the model he used before is no longer able to do it.
This is more challenging than you would think.
ME: Hello, beautiful lady with large bosoms. My friend, comic-artist, and novelist is looking for a model. I think you would be a great one.
LADY: What, umm…
ME: I promise you it is not skeevy at all.
LADY: My Dad only lets me out of the house for conventions.
ME: Great, an under 18 geek. *sigh*
Seriously, my friend is the sweetest, nicest gentleman and we did get a couple of people who were interested. I hope one of the ladies we spoke to can do the modeling. We’ll see!
Here’s some of the photos that I took at the convention. I also included a few taken by Nick and my friend Kaye.
Head on over to my friend Kaye’s site for even more great photos from the convention – http://www.travbuddy.com/travel-blogs/85973/Time-Dress-Up-14
There was also a cheer competition at the convention center making for some interesting moments.
SCANTILY CLAD CHEER 8 YEAR OLD: Excuse me, is that your real hair?
ME (while wearing purple wig): Absolutely. 100% natural.
All the rug-rats running around in skin-tight outfits led to some discussion as to whether young girls should be dressed in micro-mini skirts with bare midriffs. I couldn’t argue against it seeing as how back in the day I had been in dance and color-guard.
Been there, done that. Hello, skin-tight red spandex uniform.
These days, after getting older and missing out on too many gym appointments, I know which parts need to be covered when in costume. But I don’t think my days of dance and skimpy costumes created any long-term negative consequences. In fact, I would like to think that I gained an understanding of what looks good and WHAT DOES NOT. Note to old guard instructor – satiny, gold palazzo pants with a gold crushed-velvet and sequined top will ALWAYS be on the “What Not To Wear List” ’cause nobody, and I mean nobody, looks good in that.