A silly, silly weekend. With muchos fun.
Anna and Drew's wedding first - gorgeous, gorgeous day, lovely barn conversion in Aldermaston, v. tasteful, very pretty simple dresses on the bridesmaids (who I'm pretty sure she convinced to all get the same hair colour) and Anna's dress being subtly complicated - standard sleeveless with train and so on, but a detachable off the shoulder bit, and the fabric was ruched and folded with sparkly overlay on seams. Everyone 'ooooo, *pretty*'. And yeah, she looked drop-dead gorgeous. Rather surprised she changed her name, though. And that Drew was listed as 'Andrew' on all the 'wedding this way' signs. Suspect that's what his mum calls him. Food good, though had to leave before dessert, so the Bevans (Anna's mum's lot who I was seated with) were all calling dibs on my cheesecake. there was a slideshow of Anna and Drew's kiddy-> today photos. I'm not in any of them, but I know a large amount of Anna's kiddy ones I'm 2ft to the left/right. Slightly odd you-know-family-too-well moment when Jim (Anna's dad), when pointing out a relative to someone who wasn't part of the clan, said 'that's their cousin Katrina. Heather, how do Anna and Steph describe Katrina?' me: 'Stuck-up bitch.' Other person: '..um...' Jim: 'Anna and Steph aren't as polite as Heather.' Jobs we've decided we want : the venue had a master of ceremonies they use for all the weddings to tell people where to go and help out the photographer. It comes with a very natty red frock coat and white gloves.
But anyway. Everyone turned up to the con very knackered, so Friday's party took a bit to get going. And yes, there was an Amy Pond and an Eleven. Bartender insisted that I'm a young Charlie Dimmock. o-kaaay...
Saturday was giggly and silly fun, with Kai and Tom running with it and Eve bouncing off them (it turns out she doesn't know that Kai has named Gwen and Rhys' baby Duncan. Girl or boy, Kai insists the baby will be called Duncan.) Naoko is fun and adorable, most likely to set off the 'awwwww's no matter what, and Cush is also adorable. And a complete fangirl. She didn't realise Naoko was in Ab Fab, and when it was said, she gaped, pointed 'That was you? Me and my mum - I didn't realise! You're a legend!' And then fell off her chair. Naoko is fingers crossed auditioning for another musical. Tom Price says that it's clear that he's Farrah Fawcett (I now do Charlies Angels poses in photos) in my photo. And Eve kissed me in the bar when I was in the middle of asking her whether she'd dyed her hair or it was just the photo. :beams: (though I am wondering of all the people who kissed me that weekend whether I can blame her for my cold). We also got director and actor commentary on Meat since Colin Teague was there, which I hope they do again.
Wandering the market yielded me a new bag (old one's lining finally gave up ghost) and several golden era actors. Many of whom tried to copy the it girls of the day. Seriously. Do not try to copy Sarah Bernhardt if you aren't Sarah Bernhardt. Maggie Gyllenhall appears to have been born into the wrong era. And in one shot, Lawrence Gray (1920s and 30s) is a dead ringer for Zachary Quinto. We're pondering if they're related.
Dr Who is awesome. That is all.
Twisted Fairytale was fucking awesome, though overdose of Little Red Riding Hoods. Points go to Erykah for Queen Victoria (she was pondering whether to add fairy wings for Fairy Queen, but as I pointed out, you can only do that if you're dressed as Queen Bess) and we dragged werewolves over for her founding of Torchwood photo. Bestest : Three *different* Alices (adult, Burton film and American McGee) Goldilocks & Bo Peep and Absinthe fairy with awesome copper wire steampunk wings. And the bloke in traditional black villain garb selling contracts on behalf of Mr. R. Stiltskin, who couldn't stop laughing that as Tinkerbell I started negotiations for a subsidiary seller position in the organisation since I go through a lot of gold dust in my work and need a decent source. (hey, Red Indian lands always have mineral deposits under them, I've got Lost Boys I can train up for minions and mermaid and crocodile skin is the new potential 'in' fabric for the fashion industry.)
Sunday, Anthony Lewis is muchos fun and blokey, and he's very proud of his little brother (Neville Longbottom in HP to you). Susan Brown and Ian Gelder (Children of Earth) are very cool (were in RSC with Eve). Ian is filthy and sets Eve off even more. Final all-guests panel ended with party tricks which are all sounds that were all great (Ian H (weevil and stunt double): wookie orgasm, Anthony : crying baby (which made Eve collapse in laughter) Eve : Flipper, Kai: dentists' drill, some others I can't remember) until Ian reduced everyone to squeaking gasping laughter with Surprise Orgasm.
Supernatural : Cas! Dean! Dolphin noises!
80s party : could not stop wincing. Me and Taz pointed out that our jeans and t-shirt are exactly what we wore in the 80s, thankyou. Now I know what those who were there feel like in 'era' parties. 'I, uh, yes those are all of the right era but you'd *never* wear that with that.' Slightly odded out by one girl who'd got it completely right, and she wasn't copying a costume. Oh, and the girl who came as Vyvyan from the Young Ones. Danced the first few, then went off to chat all the rest of the night with morbid sparks and etmuse about schooling, musicals, and audience manipulation during Any Dream and so on.
Monday Morning : get back from Mcdonalds. Then hangover kicked in and spent next couple of hours throwing up between watching daytime tv. Taz was most amused. I have the most delightful pattern of blood spots on my eyelids.