Cosplay stuff and more drabbles
Oh, dear. My father caught a cold last week and gave it to my mother a few days ago and now my grandmother has it. :-( I hope it doesn’t end up going through the entire family.
On a lighter note, my brother asked me, “Can you make me a costume?” again the other day. “What costume?” “What if I left it up to you?” I thought that was rather silly because it seems a bit pointless to me to cosplay if you can’t think of someone you’d like to dress as. :-P
I told him if it were up to me, I’d dig a suit and tie out of the closet for him and make him be Taizu, the mobster who keeps harassing Count D in the PSOH sequel since he has glasses and wouldn’t need a wig. Or if he insisted on me actually sewing something, Shigure from Fruits Basket (simple costume and no wig needed). Since I haven’t seen most of the series he has watched…
Making a little progress on Sarah. I finished the underskirt last night and am working on patterning the hood now. I hope to get that done over the next few days and then the dress will be the main thing left. The bad thing is that the costume is turning out rather bulky with the netting and faux fur at the bottom of the underskirt. I’m definitely taking it to Anime Boston since I signed up for the hall contest with it but it’s probably going to be reserved for cons where I have a ride in the future.
And I have a new pair of linked PSOH drabbles. They were written for a challenge that involved using the random photo page at Flickr for inspiration and I got this picture of the Eiffel Tower. It’s supposed to be set between the two side stories in volumes 1 and 2 of the sequel so there are spoilers for those.
D admired his new jacket in the shop mirror. It would go splendidly with his wardrobe yet wasn’t quite like anything else he owned, bolero length with feathers at the neck and sleeves. The tailor had done marvelous work.
As a clerk wrapped the garment, D considered what to do next. Of course, he would have to visit another patisserie or two; Paris was known for pastries as well as fashion. But it wouldn’t do to linger much longer after that close call in Berlin. He’d leave town that night. Perhaps, he’d visit Venice and see the winged lions next…
With the Eiffel Tower in the distance, Leon swore as he tried to read a map labeled completely in French. “How the hell do I get to Chinatown?!”
He crumpled the paper, deciding to go by his gut instead and set off in what he thought was the right direction. “I’d better not end up at the zoo again!”
But the detective’s instincts were off. If only he had glanced up the side street he’d just passed, he might have seen a certain Chinese shopkeeper exiting a fancy bakery with a pastry box and hurrying away in the opposite direction.
To those going to Katsucon this weekend, have fun! ^_^
On a lighter note, my brother asked me, “Can you make me a costume?” again the other day. “What costume?” “What if I left it up to you?” I thought that was rather silly because it seems a bit pointless to me to cosplay if you can’t think of someone you’d like to dress as. :-P
I told him if it were up to me, I’d dig a suit and tie out of the closet for him and make him be Taizu, the mobster who keeps harassing Count D in the PSOH sequel since he has glasses and wouldn’t need a wig. Or if he insisted on me actually sewing something, Shigure from Fruits Basket (simple costume and no wig needed). Since I haven’t seen most of the series he has watched…
Making a little progress on Sarah. I finished the underskirt last night and am working on patterning the hood now. I hope to get that done over the next few days and then the dress will be the main thing left. The bad thing is that the costume is turning out rather bulky with the netting and faux fur at the bottom of the underskirt. I’m definitely taking it to Anime Boston since I signed up for the hall contest with it but it’s probably going to be reserved for cons where I have a ride in the future.
And I have a new pair of linked PSOH drabbles. They were written for a challenge that involved using the random photo page at Flickr for inspiration and I got this picture of the Eiffel Tower. It’s supposed to be set between the two side stories in volumes 1 and 2 of the sequel so there are spoilers for those.
D admired his new jacket in the shop mirror. It would go splendidly with his wardrobe yet wasn’t quite like anything else he owned, bolero length with feathers at the neck and sleeves. The tailor had done marvelous work.
As a clerk wrapped the garment, D considered what to do next. Of course, he would have to visit another patisserie or two; Paris was known for pastries as well as fashion. But it wouldn’t do to linger much longer after that close call in Berlin. He’d leave town that night. Perhaps, he’d visit Venice and see the winged lions next…
With the Eiffel Tower in the distance, Leon swore as he tried to read a map labeled completely in French. “How the hell do I get to Chinatown?!”
He crumpled the paper, deciding to go by his gut instead and set off in what he thought was the right direction. “I’d better not end up at the zoo again!”
But the detective’s instincts were off. If only he had glanced up the side street he’d just passed, he might have seen a certain Chinese shopkeeper exiting a fancy bakery with a pastry box and hurrying away in the opposite direction.
To those going to Katsucon this weekend, have fun! ^_^