Okay, on to happier things!
Last weekend I went to the Denver Comic Con, and did some cosplaying.
First, I was Chell from Portal:

And I met a GLaDOS:

Then I did an Iron Man cosplay:


I know my arc reactor is ghetto. I searched everywhere for a costume one, even the convention itself, but couldn't find one.
Trevor pointed out that every dude who walked by stared at my boobs:

And every chick that walked by gave me the stink eye. It was probably because I looked so skinny while tight-lacing my corset. I'm sure I was down to an 18" waist, so, yeah...
I met the Enigma at a panel about sideshow acts:

I've always wanted to meet him!

A week from today is my birthday. I'm not very excited about it, for obvious reasons, but I am going to the Renaissance Festival next weekend instead of actually caring enough to have a birthday party. There's beer and turkey legs and fried things on a stick, so it'll be a good time.

And as an FYI, I do have a link to a wishlist at the top of my profile, so *hint, hint* I like gifts!

The circus is in town, and almost directly across the street from my house. I'm terrified of clowns. They come every year around my birthday, and it's scary. I don't like it one bit.

I'm happy to say I have a set in the works (hopefully, people will like this one) with an amazing prop: A monster from a bad 1960's horror movie. One that Mystery Science Theater 3000 riffed. I'm so excited over it that if I were a puppy, I'd probably pee on the floor!

So, yeah... That's things in a nutshell.

x0x0,
Sid 
P.S. Please follow me on Instagram if you've got an account.
Last weekend I went to the Denver Comic Con, and did some cosplaying.
First, I was Chell from Portal:

And I met a GLaDOS:

Then I did an Iron Man cosplay:


I know my arc reactor is ghetto. I searched everywhere for a costume one, even the convention itself, but couldn't find one.
Trevor pointed out that every dude who walked by stared at my boobs:

And every chick that walked by gave me the stink eye. It was probably because I looked so skinny while tight-lacing my corset. I'm sure I was down to an 18" waist, so, yeah...
I met the Enigma at a panel about sideshow acts:

I've always wanted to meet him!

A week from today is my birthday. I'm not very excited about it, for obvious reasons, but I am going to the Renaissance Festival next weekend instead of actually caring enough to have a birthday party. There's beer and turkey legs and fried things on a stick, so it'll be a good time.

And as an FYI, I do have a link to a wishlist at the top of my profile, so *hint, hint* I like gifts!

The circus is in town, and almost directly across the street from my house. I'm terrified of clowns. They come every year around my birthday, and it's scary. I don't like it one bit.

I'm happy to say I have a set in the works (hopefully, people will like this one) with an amazing prop: A monster from a bad 1960's horror movie. One that Mystery Science Theater 3000 riffed. I'm so excited over it that if I were a puppy, I'd probably pee on the floor!

So, yeah... That's things in a nutshell.

x0x0,
P.S. Please follow me on Instagram if you've got an account.
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zpo:
Trevor is a wise man. Maybe "arc reactors" can be a new synonym for boobs?
pavone:
Very cute!
, love Enigma!