Or rather a list to abide by…
1. Stop stressing out about costumes. It’s stupid. : There’s literally no need to give a shit what people think about your craftsmanship or how accurately you made something. WHO CARES. They’re shit fucks for pointing out anything anyway. I’ve tried making things incredibly accurate in the past…and guess what? IT’S UNATTAINABLE! Like perfection. At least for me it isn’t. And perfection is unattainable by all. So I’m trying to take more comfort in that.
2. If someone comes up to me and says something about my costume, for which they try to pass of as “creative criticism”. Be prepared, I might flash you my asshole. Good day to you.: No but seriously…I’m not even standing this shit any more. Nor am I going to humor any one else that does this. Or if I see it happening to someone else. I’m done with it. Try it on me and fear my wrath.
3. I’m not paying a good chunk of change I could be spending on something more clever, to babysit, give a shit about or follow around people who need to learn to have their own good time at a convention. : I don’t follow anyone around anyway, and I’m not keen on other people following us around. We’re loners and we like it that way. If you have a problem with that and I receive some tacky social media private message from you about it…AH GOOD DAY TO YOU.
4. Done with overly dramatic people who feel as if the world revolves around them. : Self explanatory.
5. If something breaks, rips, sweats off, etc. off of our costumes…I’m not giving a shit. : And if someone points it out, we’re reverting back to #2. It’s a convention. You’re meant to have fun. DEAL WITH IT.
6. I don’t buy the right fabrics. I’m learning to like that again. Because I do not have the money to be able to afford $$ -$$$ and higher range fabric. : When I can afford it, I get it. If I can make it work…I’ll make it fuckin’ work.
7. Stop letting no good, fuck face, pieces of shit get me down. : If you’re gonna act like a taint waffle, I’m not even going to give you the time of day. And yes, I realize there are loads of taint waffles at conventions. I’ve ignored far more annoying kids in middle school when I was 100lbs over weight. I can handle these douche canoes. I’m tired of letting others ruin a perfectly good hobby for me.
8. Be happy with the skills I have. : They’re what I have and I can’t change them. Only work as hard as I can.
9. Don’t work so hard for just a costume. : It’s just a costume. You’re getting too old to cry in the middle of your own floor because something doesn’t fit like it did on a size 2 actress. Fuck it. I don’t compete nor do I care to. I never started to sew to compete. I started it to be a part of a community during LotR. When no one gave a flying fuck if you had done something accurately or had any type of following on a social media site….because there wasn’t any social media sites! And I loved that…Miss it really…
10. Love what you’ve done in the past and embrace other things. : I like what I like and making costumes isn’t the only thing I do. It’s only part.
Getting so seriously invested makes me feel like a fool. It makes me look like a fool too. I’ve treated others spitefully, inadvertently because others around me made me feel like I need to “up my game”. And for what? Ya know…piss off. I have no game to up at a convention and neither do you.
The spite, the dramatic over kill. The literal VENGEANCE….it’s taken a toll on me for the past 10 years. And if I’m going to step foot into a convention again, I’ve got to reform everything that I’ve witnessed in those years.
It wasn’t the whole 10 years. Several were still light hearted. No cares of costumes being up to some sort of weird, invisible standard. It was merely to have fun. As the con scene got popular, the cattiness really revved up. And I feel like I became a damaged product of my con environment.
Listen, I don’t care how big or small I look in a costume…why am I doing 300 situps to look skinnier in spandex? I should be doing it for my health. And I should be doing it when I want to do it.
If you don’t like my fat ass in spandex, well too bad. My significant other of 10+ years does.
And I don’t care. I’m older, wiser. I’m happier not giving a shit about how good my costume looks. I’ll still make stuff, as I still get excited for researching, fabric hunting and crafting. But I am completely removing the negative.
So if you see something that you believe is “inaccurate” on our costumes this year and you come up and say something about it? Don’t be shocked when we flick you off and walk away. It’s the last childish act I’ll lend to this hobby of costuming and convention going.