Just me talking about costume-y kind of stuff
Lynda Carter was scheduled to appear at the con on Sunday, May 5, which happens to be my birthday. I was so excited I couldn't contain my joy. The first costume I ever designed for a human, rather than a Barbie, was for my sister for her birthday. She wanted to be Wonder Woman. My mom even made her a WW cake. She already had a red bathing suit, so I just made her a crown and bracelets out of paper that I colored with markers. The cape was also paper. I got some twine for her golden lasso and then mom took a photo of her tying me and my friend Denise up with it. My plan was to print out that old photo in a larger size (after a suitable amount of editing for wear and tear in photoshop) and get her to autograph it. I just wanted an opportunity to tell her how much I loved the show and how she was my hero. However, that didn't happen. The only was to get to see her was to buy tickets to her already sold out musical performance that evening. She wasn't going to be table sitting and signing during the day like everyone else. So very disappointed. I was CRUSHED! But I took my photo anyway in the hopes of maybe getting to see her. Instead they had a merch table with this stand up, so I took a photo with that. Then Rob bought me another T-shirt and some magnets. Oh well. You can't always get what you want.
Stalking John Barrowman
At this con last year a theatre group from Austin was giving out badges to promote their production of "Stalking John Barrowman". We got the badges, but never got to see the musical. This year our mission was to literally stalk John Barrowman with our badges on our costumes. Rob bought me a photo-op with him which we did Saturday and then came back Sunday to get him to autograph it. He's fabulous and gives great hugs. But he didn't even notice our badges, either day.
We got to meet Mark Sheppard, whom we love in everything he does: Doctor Who, Supernatural, Firefly, Battlestar Galactica, Doom Patrol etc.. He was super sweet. We also got to meet the best Lex Luthor ever, Michael Rosenbaum from Smallville. Rob got to meet DC comic book artist Jim Lee who signed his copy of Hush for free! Later Rob got it signed by Scott Williams too. This year it was all about the DC guys. And I met Ejen Chuang and bought his book, Cosplay in America, and then he signed it for me. He took our picture in our Justice League Dark costumes, so maybe we'll end up in his next book.
More Fun PHotos
We took some makeup and hair shots of Rob turning in Swampy before we left. The Braum's employees totally didn't get it. Once we got there, we got some more photos done of our Justice League Dark cosplay with Superhero Photos. They said they would add the magic in for my bandages but they didn't. At the DC booth we got to be photoshopped into the Doom Patrol. That was awesome! Everyone at the Con knew Rob was Swamp Thing, but no one knew who I was except the DC guy, Scott Williams. We didn't have the kids there, so I showed him the photo Briumbra took of us. He was super impressed.
Sunday Rob got to take his picture as Shazam! And I made him take his photos in front of a wall of Wham! albums from Deadpool, because I am Marvel girl. Rob took his photo with Zatana, unfortunately it was Sunday and we were out of costume. We saw a cute family of hobbits and a Gandalf Daddy. Best of all we saw our friend Jennifer Dunham!
The Lorenzo Hotel
Rob found the hotel. It was within walking distance of the Con. It was cheap and almost brand new. There's a pool, but we didn't bring our suits. The decor is wildly literate. We took a ton of photos. The had a little breakfast shack for coffee and muffins which was very reasonable. I think we spent about $20 on breakfast. The inside restaurant was expensive so instead we ate dinner at a nearby Indian food restaurant, which was also great and cheap. The only thing that surprised us when we checked out is that we had to pay to leave our car in the parking lot, not valet, just to park there overnight. That was $20. Rob said the hotel cost us about $150 for one night.