Howdy! I’m up and back with my extremely delayed posts but as I always remind, what matters is that I still bother to do it.
Of course, needing to make excuses to you guys and making you feel bad turns me out to be complete trash but… meh.
Moving on to the actual reason as to why I didn’t post these pictures.
They were for a competition entry to model the gun I’m holding. Of course, the pictures have to be original and not visible anywhere on the web so I was not allowed to post them up till the results were out.
That being said, results were out at least two weeks ago so that makes me…
extremely late on posting a very honest person with extremely high integrity.
I woke up extremely early for this shoot, mainly because the photographer wanted natural lighting and because I was heading into Malaysia later in the day.
I didn’t plan this shoot out very well and forgot to comb out my wig the day before. If I remember correctly, I forgot a hairnet as well so (either that or I was too lazy to put it on) I spent majority of the shoot tirelessly adjusting my wig to make sure my black hair wasn’t poking out from behind my ears.
I like this photo for reasons.
Here’s picture of Dom and I, both extremely worn out. Me from work and him from school.
I do have to thank him for taking all the above pictures for me. I really wanted the pictures for my cosplay-gram (@elmeleanor follow me! LOL.) so that I could post a few pictures up over time.
And of course, cleavage photos were a must because it would be a utter waste to wear one so tight and not appreciate one’s boobs, cmon.
I finished after about an hour and took a long and immensely boring train ride (I don’t like MRTs very much) to Woodlands to do my nails and eat.
One thing I should probably take with me in life is that I should never under any circumstance wear a corset for the entire day because it would kill my back.
After Malaysia, I went back to work to help out and I thought my spine and ribs were going to dislodge themselves from my body and run away from me.
Always bring a change of clothes. Always. It was such a shame as well because the garment prevented me from eating much in Malaysia as well ):
Oh well. We win some, we lose some.
I was sitting at my usual bus stop and was thinking ‘I’m forgetting something’ then I realized I had this ridiculous stash of pictures from um, everywhere that I have yet to
dump upload onto my blog.
Anyway, I’m not that late this time in reporting what has been up with me. I always tell you guys I have tons of things going on (which is true btw) but I feel bad because nothing really appears on my blog. Hell, I’d think I’d led a hella boring life if I read back on my posts.
I’ll start with the oldest set of pictures. My costest photos.
I got my tailored costume a good month before I could even get to test them. I felt so horrible because I did promise my tailor pictures when I got a change to take them but when I finally got to it, I was too lazy to put on make up so the whole set lost abit of its charm. I told her I’d get her better pictures which was for AFA and that was… another month away.
TLDR, it took my tailor two months before she got model pictures from me. But in my defence, I was really extremely exhausted from work and life (so much for work-life balance) and all I really wanted to do was sleep. At least we all know that Cherie may forget things but remembers them eventually and when she does, she acts on it. So you would still get what you ask for… just within an nth period of time.
AFA15 was a day before my birthday (oh yeah I’m 21 now) and eventhough I took the entire weekend off for AFA, competition shoots and ultimately my birthday, I was exhausted. I’m surprised I even managed to don my costume on Sunday because I had a late night the night before and even overslept on the day of AFA.
I met up with Dom, Carlos and Vivi at Suntec City and meant to walk around with them but I ended up losing them within the first 20minutes because all of us were being stopped for pictures.
Here’s a picture with Vivi and her epic boob baring suit. She was really challenging the CHC Church Auntie* this year.
I would have included photographer pictures, if only had bothered to look for any this year at all. Like damn, I really need a coscard and fast.
Photos this year were much lesser since I only appeared on the third day of AFA. All my friends normally went on the second day because that was when most of the photographers were out and about.
Either way, I couldn’t stay long anyway because my shoes started murdering my feet within the first 2 hours of me flouncing around in it, so much that I turned into a magic girl with a limp.
Another reason why I changed was because I had to get to work in the evening that day, so if you counted the hours I spent at AFA, you’ll find that it makes sense why I barely took any pictures at all. I did manage to hit all the free photo printing booths by Cannon, so that’s good enough for me 😛
I really liked this wig so I kept it on for the rest of the time I spent at the con.
Spotted a kill la kill kid-coser who donned a sword bigger than her. And it wasn’t one of those foam shaped ones. It was an actual heavy plastic sword. If there was a replica of this sword, this would probably be it.
Perhaps one of the more awesome things about changing out during a con is finally being able to take pictures with other cosplays without it turning into this weird costume crossover.
I attempted to boob-grab vivi but she evaded.
But I ended up being the one harressed.
Also managed to find my fav kid-coser in the crowd dressed as Captain America, probably celebrating Avengers: Civil war early.
Dom and Carlos were dressed as Hydra agents and they decided to stage this picture of Cap beating them to a curb and if this isn’t the cutest photoset of this post then I don’t know what is.
I hurried off after that picture was taken to find an early dinner before taking a bus down to work @_@
People have been asking me why I work so damn much recently and it’s not like they’re exaggerating. I guess I’m sort of a workaholic? Or maybe I just have so little direction and drive in life that I feel working is the only logical thing I should do with my time.
Basically, I’m bored and extra money is pretty fab till I figure out what to do with it.
My bus ride is ending, which means work is less than ten minutes away.
It seems that I am one month late in writing about STGCC. I know because i just got another paycheck in my mail and that is sort of how I tell time now. The grown up way, bu getting paid 12 times and proclaiming, wow! What a year!
Moving on, life has been really hectic and tiring. Recently, I’ve been really fatigued and my morale is kind of low. I’m almost afraid I’m catching feelings but I don’t know for sure and I don’t want to jinx it.
Oh my gad did I just…?
STGCC was a blast, tho it was really crowded this year and there weren’t many DC/Marvel cosplays either, besides the usual Deadpools, Spidermans and Batman/men.
I was lazy this year so I went with Meido Rin Tohsaka, but I promise I’ll try harder for AFA’15, which is only a few days before my birthday so I hope I’ll be in high spirits then! Either that or I’d be on the verge of crying because I did promise myself one time that I’d kill myself for sure when I turn twenty one.
Responsibilities. The true horror of life.
To be completely honest, I almost never buy anything at cons. I just really like going in to take a look at the market. Stupid, I know, to pay 19bucks for entry and not buying anything back. But if you think about it, I’m not spending more than 19bucks out of social obligation either.
Most of my time was spent taking pictures of things I found funny or for friends who were looking out for certain models and sorts.
Over on my end, I ended up taking pictures with things I can probably afford but will never buy because I’ll never have the space for it. Ever.
And the best part abouts cons is the fact that I get to be SO VAIN. I mean like ‘Look at me! I’m in knee socks! My skirt is puffy! This isn’t even my hair! LET’S TAKE A THOUSAND SELFIES.‘
And yes, it does get kinda sad after awhile because I know I’ll never look half as good in real life because my hair will never bunch as perfectly as a wigs’ and I will never be able to sit right anywhere with a fucking can-can under my skirt. Hell, most of the time I don’t even wear skirts.
But I guess it’s kinda nice to be someone you’re not even for a little while?
Anyway, Dom’s dad booked a room for Vivi and Dom for the night (huehuehue) and we used it to put our stuff during the day.
Why hotel/resting rooms are so important at cons:
Firstly, cons can get so tiring.
Don’t even start with the whole ‘you wanted to do it anyway’ bullshit. People get degrees and then complain about student loans. It’s the same thing.
Here in cosplay, I’m in ridiculously high heels and fake hair that can possibly sprain my neck over a long period of wearing it.
We don’t get to sit just anywhere we want, we have to make sure we don’t obstrut any passage ways. So a room to camp in would be good. We wouldn’t have to queue for toilets to touch up make up, because good gad, the horror when your falsies start peeling off.
Secondly, major cons are held in central areas where we have to commute on public transport for. I don’t think I want people starting at me in costume while I sit awkwardly by myself like an out of place potato-meido thing.
Lastly, we need to change out. If you can last over 10 hours at a con just walking around before going home, I salute you sir.
9/10 of the time, costumes aren’t comfortable to be in. We wear them out of passion because we love our fandoms. It’s the same way girls wear heels because they love how their butts look in it. Same thing, minor technicalities.
But my gad do they hurt you. They hurt you so bad.
They hurt you when you have to buy stuff to put everything together. They hurt you when people accidentally step or bump into a foam prop. And of course, the pain of thinking you’re going to maybe-probably die in your costume because you stupidly decided to wear four layers of foam armor out for an outdoor event.
I guess the only thing I had to worry about was if anyone was upskirting me, or if my feet would spontaneously decide to lapse, causing me to trip and break my ankles in my stupid doll shoes. I mean, look at them. So impractical but oh gosh, so cute.
Here’s a picture I would definitely print out and laminate because I love it so much. Picture of the day goes to this one because it’s Rila-flipling-kkuma in the um, cotton and I don’t know, I think I looked genuinely happy in this pic.
Huge ass Dante that I would probably never be able to afford because of practicality sake.
Walked in on this after washing off all my make up. I… don’t even want to know anymore.
Last meido picture before I changed out! I was on the floor because my feet hurt so badly, they refused to move LOL.
The day ended really well. We managed to sneak everyone into the infinity pool and chilled out together in the flipping awesome jacuzzi before heading back to the room to order maccas and watch movies together.
The next event I’m appearing at is AFA’15 as magic girl Rin. I’m supposed to costest her soon but I’ve been SO LAZY. I can’t seem to find a good time either am I doomed to forever not costest my costumes?!
On the plus side, at least I got this post done. Sure hope it uploads while I sleep.
Look at that picture. I tried so hard to make my eyes look bigger with whatever I had in my make up drawer because I was supposed to buy thicker false lashes
but I didn’t as well as get circle lenses which I didn’t have time to get excuses. Anywho, I think I did a pretty decent job because I managed to turn out like this:
Totally using this as my cos-card photo… when I actually get to making a cos-card that is. If anyone is wondering, I’m cosplaying Rin Tohsaka from Fate/Stay Night. I forgot where the slash is.
And so with a face full of make up, the shameless camwhoring begins:
I left this picture on my dad’a wall as a Father’s day wish because I’m a dumbass like that.
I met Nii-san below my block and we were off to meet Vivi and Dom for CharaExpo.
We saw this set of Saber and Rin nendroids and decided to get it as our extreme otaku friendship band. He likes Saber and I like Rin…
While we walked around, I caught sight of my husband in blue and totally fangirled.
Nii said this picturewas extremely funny because I kept a straight face all the way till he counted to 3 before I struck this extremely fangirl pose that made a few passerbys laugh.
He also said it was funny cause they were my favs to put into a yaoi together.
Here’s Dom and Vivi in their sickeningly sweet and slightly nauseating couple cosplay of Eggsy and Gazelle from Kingsman.
Still, I can’t get over my eye make up.
Something new we found at this convention was water balloon fishing. I got really excited because these were the things you saw in mangas. I expected it to be slightly harder to hook (the balloons) but I got my pink one so fast Vivi and Dom didn’t notice I was gone till a twacked Dom in the face with my pink ball of awesome.
Here’s a selfie was a face I made when i turned on my camera and actually looked good for once when it was already on front facing.
The event itself wasn’t very big (though it did have a wrestling ring in it) so I took my own photos. Or at least Nii did.
Somewhere along the line of things, we realized that the slight glare was coming from my camera because it was cracked. Before anyone says anything, no, it is definitely not because I’m ugly, okay. In fact, I’m majestic as fuck.
So here are our faces when we found out. Also because we haven’t had our breakfast and we’re starving while Dom and Vivi met and talked to their friends like newly weds.
We had Maccas in celebration of the curry sauce finally making it’s reappearance. I didn’t know they had spicy nuggets now! But I still prefer the normal onces.
Here are more selfies because I sat beside the window and the lighting was hella good.
And just when you don’t know what to expect at a new convention, you find your childhood walking around without his twin.
Another selfie. I started taking more because I saw an awesome cos-card and was all. I NEED TO MAKE ONE BUT I DONT HAVE A GOOD PICTURE. So please internet, help me choose.
Schedule was tight for the day, since Nii and I were going out for dinner at night for cheeeeeeeese. We ended up cabbing everywhere for the day. To our dismay, the cab stand was desolate and cabs only turned in at the frequency of people hiring taxis to get to the mall. I thought my make up would melt off in the heat.
Over at Wine Collection, I had Raclette for the first time ever and it was so good. 11/10 would probably choose it over sex when I actually decide to give up to someone.
I mean look at it. Wow. I would have totally licked those plates at the bottom but I just met Nii-san’s cousin and I didn’t want to scare her…yet.
Eeeeeehnyway, I had the greatest day out. So much fun, too many good pictures and such great food. Kinda-maybe made the week of utter abuse at the cafe seem rather bearable.
I feel kinda fat now. But the happy kind.