I feel like I've been living most of the past month to the
Run, Lola, Run soundtrack.
Costume College, at the beginning of the month, was awesome. I learned how to make gloves. I learned tambour embroidery. I sat in on classes about the changes in fashion that Eleanor d'Medici started. I learned how to make resin-cast armor and face-fitting plaster masks. I showed the teacher of the blackwork embroidery class what I'd done with what I learned last year (she gave me a skein of embroidery silk as a reward) and promised to bring my samples to her class next year. I flipped through books in the marketplace and decided on some I do and do not want. I got to chat and spend time with
hoshikage and a good friend from high school. I got to actually spend some time talking with
twjudy! And I met
eldawen too!
Then came the Three Weeks of Hell. Constructing most of five costumes (source art:
mine,
hoshikage's,
iaurcalien's,
phaelin's, and
Cyndie's; photos of results to come later) in three weeks is not a task I want to replicate ever again, but we managed. There were lots of very late nights, lots of stress, fortunately no sewing machine troubles, though at points we had up to three running... lost of trips to JoAnn's and Michael's, orders to wig shops, orders to shoe dyers (who claimed the style we were ordering ran true to size, which was so not true)... we were literally finishing things up backstage at WorldCon, putting the wings together for the first time (they worked; thank god, they worked!), and going onstage. Our timing, which had been perfect on the second run-through, was slightly off. But we survived. And were awarded Best Workmanship, Journeyman Class, as well as a Most Photogenic award. And then there was much collapsing done. Until the next day when we did a photoshoot. And then there was more collapsing.
I did get to go to two panels, and found some new artists that I must stalk, and purchased a Pocket Dragon for myself as a souvenier (waaah, what do you mean Real Musgrave's retiring and there'll be no more Pocket Dragons? ;_;)... and that was it. So now I clean, I relax, I catch up on missing sleep, and I try not to plot to open the very large box that just arrived that contains my birthday present from my Wonderful Husband.....