Monday, 20 June 2011

Hello again, Hunter

I took the title for this post from a photo of me in costume that showed up on deviantArt. This weekend was the second Nemacon, North East Manga and Anime Convention and I, once again, went as a Hunter from Left 4 Dead. Well, Left 4 Dead 2, to be exact. I kind of wish I'd gotten some proper photos of my costume since I put a fair bit of effort into my zombie-mutated boils and such.

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A few people ran over and hugged me and many more complimented me on my costume. A few asked me if I had chocolate buttons stuck to my arm, but that was to be expected. It was my first time trying anything like this to this level. One girl ate the blood from the claw wounds on my leg after I told her it was made of golden syrup and coffee. That was a bit odd. 
There were more L4D cosplayers on Sunday, but when I woke up, I just didn't have it in me to stick latex to my arms and legs and cover myself in facepaint. I wish I'd make myself do it as there was a really kickass Witch I could have got some photos with.

My favourite thing of the weekend, however, was that I got to buy the new and remastered boxset of Revolutionary Girl Utena, my favourite anime. Right away, I wanted to cosplay Utena, the main character, and my sister pretty much ordered me to do it too.

Take my Revolution

When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was jump in the shower and wash the masses of hairspray left over from my attempt at a really simple backup cosplay for Sunday - Death from Sandman. I should have done it last night, but I was far too busy looking into where I could get a Duelist Ring and reading a Let's Play of the Utena Sega game. 
After that, I put in the first disc of that boxset into my DVD player. When the menu screen came up and the theme tune played, I couldn't help but smile. When I started the first episode and the opening began, I instantly went from lounging on my bed to sitting upright, facing my TV and giving the show my full attention. I watched this back when I was in school, seeing it an episode at a time, my sister downloading torrents with our dial-up internet. It seems like an age ago since then. My sister always jokes that she made me into a lesbian by making me watch Utena (unknowingly, of course. I'm not out to my family). I laugh, but I think maybe it helped me come to terms with it or something. 

I know just one thing for sure - The show certainly sparked my love of military jackets.

Now, something non-con related.

Two weeks ago, I became very aware that I'd put on a bit of weight. Not a lot, but enough to make me feel uncomfortable and unable to get into one of my favourite pairs of trousers. I'd been wanting to get my abs looking all nice and awesome for when I went to Belgium (no reason for that, just because it I thought 'yeah, that's a doable amount of time') and suddenly realised that the exact opposite had happened. In the time I'd been off college, I'd just lazed around and ate a load of crap. Upon that realisation, my lack of self-confidence teamed up with some hidden self-loathing and told me 'you're all fat and worthless'.  I think I pretty much went and looked for some disapproval for thinking that because, upon getting that, my sensible brain kicked in and told me
a) I was being stupid
b) I wasn't fat at all
c) I could easily get rid of that bit of squish and get back to my usual size

So, I decided to stop eating crap and work out a bit. 

And now, here I am, two weeks later, quite happily starting to see my abs again. Two weeks ago, I couldn't see them at all. I'm not sure at all how I managed that.

Oh, hello there.

I am rather proud of myself.


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