Nearly 3 months later I'm finally putting up the cosplay pics I took at A-Kon. OTL
I think it took me so long to post these since I didn't think I did a good job this year. Things that worked against me while taking photos:
→ I bought a new camera the day before we left for Dallas. I thought, pffft its like my old camera, I'm sure I'll figure it out. WRONG. Not as satisfied with the pics I took this year as I have in years past.
→ A-kon attendance increases each year, but this year I found it to be really crowded. (There were actually two overflow hotels this year! Usually its just one.) Like, normally its easy to take pics in the aisles of the dealer's room, but this year I felt like I was constantly just walking through a throng of people. (Luckily everyone seemed to keep their body odor in check. Although I did walk into a fart at one point. Damn you, crop-duster!)
( Plus fifty-four more pics! )To the random girl who excitedly said "high five!" to me while I automatically lifted my hand with a :| expression: sullen is my default expression! I hope she didn't think I was in a bad mood! I just have chronic bitchface.
Adventures With Elevators!
→ On Saturday we crammed into an elevator and someone said, "Wow, someone smells really good! Who shaved in here? You? You?" It was my brother's motherfucking
Axe deodorant spray*. IS THIS REAL LIFE? Does Axe seriously bring in the ladies? I somehow managed to not burst into hysterical laughter right then and there, but I teased him about so much later.
→ Later that day we ended up on an elevator that
did not open when we reached our floor. Cue me having an internal panic attack. NIGHTMARE SCENARIO. But luckily we went down one more floor and the doors opened. We avoided that elevator the rest of the trip.
→ Finally on the way to check out, after having to wait nearly 30 minutes, we made our way to the first floor. Except! No one pushed the "lobby" button! Our room was on the 29th floor, so we were going down, stopped on the second floor--WAIT WHAT WHY ARE WE GOING UP AGAIN?! No fucking joke, we rode it back up 31 floors and then back down 32 floors, finally hitting the lobby this time. The sigh of relief when we reached the lobby was hilariously loud.
*I promise my brother is not a douche. Mom bought it for him (he needed a new deodorant and she does not read labels and grabbed whatever was there) and he's the practical type to just use things and ignore the dudebro connotations that an Axe wearer faces.