As the unofficial secretary of our cosplay group, I usually post a list of things that we might need for a certain convention before the actual event and idk maybe this will help some people there.
DISCLAIMER: I am in no way a pro cosplayer, but these are the usual things that I bring in my bag during cons and they have been life savers in my many years of attending events.
In my own personal list of anime/video game crushes, biases, whatever you may call them, there are only three people that I legitimately felt that I could fall in love with if given the opportunity.
With that, I decided to analyze myself in my free time today regarding my choices of fictional men and I came to a conclusion.
Heeey so long time no cosplay post hahaha
So a few weeks back, Rin, Takeru and our lovely photographer Mica had finally a shoot for our Ib cosplay. * u * We were supposed to have Ate Mai Topacio as our photographer as well but studies before anything else ; n ;
Ib - Rin
Garry - Takeru
Mary - Jin
In other news, daaaaaaang I’m inactive here. I guess it’s partially because of the lack of events and cosplays i’ve had lately. Hmmmm let’s see what I can do.
So last night we had an overnight vigil at school. I had to go to the bathroom when it was around 2:00 am (lights out was at 12:45). When I left the bathroom there were sophomores outside trying to scare me by looking like Sadako, standing outside of the bathroom.
It ended up the other way around, with them being scared of me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I was feeling a bit nostalgic about the time I was still living in Hong Kong and I remembered that there were days when I would go out with my older brother, well he wasn’t really my older brother I just think of him as such, Carl and his friends while all of us were crossdressing. Granted I was around 9 years old at that time and he was 14 we’d actually be mistaken as legit brother and sister (With me being the brother and him being the sister)
He’d tell me that I looked like him a lot when he was a kid, and he’d give me words of affirmation about what I’d look like. No matter how weird or irrelevant it would be, he’d compliment me however he could, and I would do the same. I guess that way he built whatever self esteem I have now.
Literally, no one can understand how much love and respect I have for him.