Getting used to FAKE EYELASHES {and other uncomfortable things}

Hello, all! As I write this I am wearing one of the strangest pairs of somethings in the girl fashion world: fake eyelashes! And why, may you ask, am I subjecting myself to this totally voluntary torture? BECAUSE OF CHASE CON EXPO!!!!

There is a great many new things I am trying out for this anime/gaming/anythingtodowithcoolthings convention. One of them happens to be the use of fake eyelashes, for which my costume would be incomplete without.

 

 

 

And now I'm back after sneezing one of them off.

 

 

This cosplay WILL be worth it! For those of you who don't know what cosplay is: COStume PLAY. You dress up in your favorite version of your favorite character from, well, anything [shows, movies, cartoons] and go to a convention to show off your stuff. It's a nice way to get a chance to be someone else for a day and it not be Halloween {not ALL of us celebrate that}.

Some more torturous items that my costume will be involving is a beautiful pink wig and circle lenses. Again, for those not in the know, circle lenses are contact lenses in the color of your choice that happen to be a bit bigger than the diameter of your iris. This gives you a look of a more anime-ish person, in most cases causing your stare to be more like a doll's or alien's. I am going for the former.

I shall be donning a sweet Lolita dress with dolly Mary Jane shoes with a distinct doll face makeup to complete the look. I have watched the tutorials, bought the items in question, and now commence with every day practice. I freaked out my in-laws with the contacts.

The wig is relatively easy to handle and I've already had practice with circle lenses from another cosplay. It is the soft, unassuming, eye dressings that seem to be causing the most trouble. For one thing, professionals make it look easy, but getting the darned things on is a talent for which Simon Cowell might even stand for. Then there is the ever present feeling that something is on your eye. I had actually gotten one to the point of feeling comfortable, but the other simultaneously was stabbing the corner of my eye and also falling off constantly. The sneeze was the finisher.

I'm sure {or at least, I HOPE} that with practice, I'll get better at putting and keeping them on. Which means for the next few days I'll be stabbing my eye with tweezers because the con is this weekend. Ha, ha. [Cue nervous sweat.]

IF any of you out there have suffered for your art, so to speak, let me know. I'm sure I won't be the only one who will have a semi-awkward but amazing time at the con. Hope to see some of you there! I'll be the one blinking furiously.

I'M BACK!!! And still alive. AND WITH CHALLENGE TWO!

Hello all! I am sorry for such the long wait between posts! As you know from a previous post, we went to Disney World. The trip was an amazing experience, one that allowed my inner child to run free and one I'll not soon forget. Then we got home and fall struck with all it's cold temperatures and what follows.

I got sick. Now I'll admit it: I am the biggest baby when I get sick. I hate being sick. Every moment of it is a moment when I feel like jumping out of my own skin and finally being rid of the cage that is my aching and sore body. And all this I dealt with for a week.

This is how I know that I chose well when I picked a husband. He was an invaluable asset, picking up ginger ale, making repeated trips to the store for Mucinex, and serving me whatever my picky and nauseated stomach could handle. He held me in bewilderment, knowing that all he wanted to do was make my suffering stop but being unable to. And all the while, he had to deal with me. Le Miserable.

So. If you ever want to argue that your hubby is better than mine, see above.

And now I return! Healthy, happy, and more well read. (There was nothing to do but read while I was sick.) How have you all been? I am happy to see the page views I missed and hope that you all haven't given up on me!

November rolls closer each day and so does the first day of Writer's Round Table. I am so excited that I dream of scenarios. Speaking of dreams, some of my best writing ideas come from dreams.

A book that I recently finished writing actually originated with a very detailed dream I had two years ago. I started just by writing it down in an enticing description and it took off from there.

Have any of you ever had such a dream? I find that most people I ask, especially adults, say that they can't remember their dreams most nights. I wonder if there is something to that. I hope I always remember mine, even though I have pretty detailed and scary nightmares too. It's a double edged sword, I suppose.

SO! In the comments below, I CHALLENGE THEE! Write out the most favorite dream you have ever had! If it inspired you to write a story or something, let me know!

As I have said before, ignore my challenge at your own risk. I know where all of you live... not really. But someone does. Probably your parents.