More Cosplay! (Part One)

Okay, so I've been thinking, and thinking some more. The last post about cosplay wasn't my favorite. It was actually pretty lame. So this time, I think I'm gonna add meeee into it! I've always loved to cosplay, even though it's a huge hassle. Why, you ask? Well lemme tell you a story.
Just last October was Anime Banzai. I was pumped for it, then realized I had to get my cosplay together, or else I would be a freak in the crowd. So planning I went. There are three days in Banzai, so one cosplay per day would be perfect for me. Some of my friends even had two to three per day!
Anywho, so I decided to go with my main fandom, Homestuck. If you don't know what that is, my friend did a post aaaaall about it. So, I started thinking. Which characters should I choose out of the millions Homestuck provides? I ended up choosing two of my favorite characters, Aradia Megido and Jade Harley. Only change I made was to do human!Aradia. That means I didn't want to paint my skin grey, like a troll.
So I had two days down. I decided to do a spin off of Jade as CrockerCorp Jade. CrockerCorp is basically Betty Crocker. Who is evil (watch out, dessert lovers). Here's a picture reference.

Jade and Aradia were pretty basic. All I had to do was use my grey skirt I had, get a black wig, and a shirt for each. I was rocking with that (even got a whip for Aradia!), but there was one issue: CrockerCorp. There was nothing that I could just use for it, so I had to make it from scratch. And lemme tell you, that. Is. Horrible.
I got this big red skirt and white shirt, white stockings and red glasses. Then I got a crap ton of white fabric paint. So one night I was with my friend, and I got down to business. I laid out my skirt, and guess what I had to do? I had to paint a big *ss spoon all around it. Yeah, I know. *sigh*
I gave up on being nice and clean, getting dirty and painted, making a mess all over. I ended up painting my carpet. Anyway, I finally finished, let it dry, then put a second coat over.
At last, I was done. The night before the con, I packed up, grabbing all of my stuff, and ended up putting a little red spoon on my shirt. And so, I was all ready to go the con, and to meet the new anger and stress of dealing with cosplay.

I'm going to post about at the con next time, just 'cause I realize now that I'm totally ranting, so uh, yeah. STAY TUNED FOR BAILEY AT THE CON!

WHAT WILL HAPPEN?
WILL SHE DIE?
FIND OUT SOON!

Poetry Of Mine :3

Okay, so, in my English class, we're starting our poetry unit, which I'm very excited about. 

Image courtesy of Ptarmigan

I've always been in love with poetry (usually free verse and with emotion, though), and I've written some of my own. So, um, if it's okay with you guys, then I...shall post some. *nods* Mhm. Yep.


Speaking My Mind

When I’m alone, I think.

When I think, I start to form words.

But then, those words become bigger and bigger; more and more.

I begin to thread those words together, into long lines.

As if it was popcorn on a string during Christmas.

Thread and thread.

Those words slowly become sentences.

And then a final phrase.

A phrase of words that mean something.

Some people may call that poetry.

A work of art.

I simply call it

Speaking

My

Mind.

Secrets

Secrets

A simple word

I tell you a secret, and you tell me a secret

But the simplicity of that word

It does not even begin to explain the meaning

The consequences of breaking a promise

How much it can spread if it leaves your mouth

People today act without thinking

And when you don’t think

You may just slip out a secret

And then the dominos slowly fall

Knocking over each other, a chain reaction

And like that

You may just lose the one who told you that secret

The meaning of a secret

Is almost a promise

Something that shouldn’t be broken

A simple word with a massive meaning

Secrets

My Life

It’s funny

I live two lives

One at school

And one at home

A thief

And a beggar

Both looking for attention

One who steals the spotlight

And one who yearns to be in it

Funny indeed

My life

Sorry, ah, I guess it's a bit serious. For such a...not serious blog....But, yeah! I sometimes get a little sad and so I start to get creative in my head, and that stuff just...pops up. It's pretty cool, no? If you're looking for more poetry, and probably better poetry than mine, I found a site that's full of things all about poetry. Anyways, until next time, my lovelies~