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01/09/12(Mon)05:26 No.5339126>>5339100 I'm
about eight years older then my cousins, so I was always the "cool"
older one. Also I'm the oldest child, so my little brothers also looked
up to me. Maybe that's why they didn't think it was weird. Also, I'm
from a very liberal area and I've been into theater since I was two.
Also I've always been really crafty, knitting, sewing dolls, painting
and drawing. I got more shit for my goth phase then I ever got for
sewing costumes.
No one I knew was into it, but my friends always
really liked the idea, and often wanted to borrow my costumes. They
would propose doing groups with me, but then never sew the costumes or
make hilariously awful creations I couldn't in good conscience let them
be photographed in. Like one time my best friend wanted to be Yugi from
Yu-Gi-Oh. I thought the show was retarded, but she loved it, to each
their own. I helped her sew belts onto a plain black outfit for that
patented "bondage slave jailbait" look that show so enjoys. She said she
could handle the rest.
Early in the morning in the hotel I was
awoken to the potent, smothering smell of chemical fumes. My dear friend
had decided to spray paint her cardboard Millenium Puzzle gold in the
bathroom of our high rise room with no windows. It was so bad I had to
run out the door or I thought I'd choke. She then drew the deigns on it
in sharpie, and attempted to style her long sandy blond hair into the
Yugi style with a combination of spray color and hair gel. I made her
wash it out, but she still wore the black clothes and that "puzzle"
abomination around the convention center. |