"I love that lavender blonde
The way she moves, the way she walks
I touch myself, can't get enough
And in the silence of the night,
Through all the tears and all the lies,
I touch myself and it's all right.
Just give in,
Don't give up, baby
Open up your heart and your mind to me.
Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend."
- Lady Gaga, So Happy I Could Die
It has nothing to do with anything; it's just been in my head all day and all last night, and mixing uncomfortably with Dishwalla's Counting Blue Cars.
I installed a new Rukia skin in my Firefox, so now it's even harder to get off the Internet. It's one of the shots where she's kinda making bedroom eyes and I just keep admiring it. Oh, Rukia, my little rabbit girl. ^_^ Why do I love rabbit girls? I love Fran, I love Rukia, and I'm sure the next time I discover a character with either rabbit characteristics or a love of rabbits, I'll love her, too. It's sad, really. I'm not the one whose favorite animal is bunnies; that'd be
l-a-n-g-e-r/Mandy.
No, my favorite animal is always cats, followed probably by owls or something else special like that. Though I do rather love bun-buns. Every time
clearless posts photos of her bunny, I get stupidly excited.
But yeah, Rukia~. ♥
And Frannie~. ♥♥♥ I have such a heart-on for Fran. It's why I refer to FFXII as my "Frandom." If only Rukia's and Chad's names would work so well with Bleach, but I can't call it "my Rukiadom" or "my Chad-dom." Doesn't scan. Isn't aesthetically pleasing, even though Rukia and Chad are both very pleasing in many aspects.
And I should be done now that I've cooed over all of them long enough. In the meantime, a cosplay progress update!
I can tell you now that my Gojyo vest is done except for adding some snaps for authenticity, and that my tank is done as well. My pants are getting there. It's the nicest thing I can say about them right now, as they're infuriating to deal with but Holly's helping me figure out how to improve them and get them polished. The good news is, once they're done, or close to done, my costume will definitely be at, like 75 percent or more. And once I trim down the headband and paint its design, I count that as another five percent just to be generous to myself for once. ^_~ But yeah, I'm pushing myself to make progress because I want so badly to perform and I want so badly for our group to do justice to Saiyuki. God and Hyne know that Saiyuki cosplay has beaten the fandom to an embarrassed pulp and left it to die in an alleyway by a foetid dumpster. Mandy, Eric, and I decided that Saiyuki proportionally has the greatest number of bad cosplayers to good ones, even larger than huge fandoms like Bleach or Naruto. Depressing, really.
Call us critical, but it's a fandom that needs its love! And we're determined to give it some! I hope that my costume will at last give Gojyo some justice, and if it doesn't, well, it's another feather of shame in Saiyuki's cap...which is why I refuse to let that happen, no matter what.
Since I'm not sewing tonight and am instead frittering my life away in front of slashfics and catching up on webcomics, I'm in for a good time. Now I hope I get a phone call from Zelly, because that'll just make my night! I need my dose of Zelly for the day.
"Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out."