“A buddy of mine saw Kylo Ren take his shirt off in the shower. And he said that Kylo Ren had an eight pack. That Kylo Ren was shredded.”
Here are some collectors’-baseball-card-type photos of my costume last year, Batgirl of Burnside.
(Please ignore the wrinkles in my cape. It was folded and, as it is made of pleather/vinyl, can’t be ironed easily.)
I am on no level of making an entire a jacket but I am adept at hammering snaps, making capes (♥), and sewing unlined belt pouches 🙂
The highlight of creating this costume was the Batgirl cowl. Most of my time was spent drafting a pattern onto a plaster cast of my head (thanks Matthew and Christian for plastering up my face and blowdrying me for hours! ♥), using almost an entire roll of painter’s tape and craft paper, and then GESSO and SANDING.
SO MUCH GESSO AND SANDING!
Here are a few BTS photos of the process, if you were interested. The cowl is made of Worbla with layers upon layers of gesso, and finally a coat of black acrylic paint.
As I said, I am very excited for this year’s costume! So where will the Force guide me?
Miraculously, I have quite a few photos from our group gathering Thursday.
We met for dinner and drinks at Bottlefork for Eve’s birthday. It’s a miracle because I had actually ordered a drink (fine, Eve and I shared), drank my drink, and then went on to sample everyone else’s drinks. Lots of drink for Fanny.
Drinks consumed are as follows: Look Out Below; Smoke of the Day; Fine Feathers, Fine Birds; For the Allocation; Prescriptions Sazerac; and a surprise flaming Hot Cocoa Azteca for the birthday girl.
We also ordered lots of food to share, with the “Bag” of Crisps + Egg and Creamed Kale being sleeper hits.
Gilbert being Gilbert took some convincing to try the creamed kale (“It has BACON in it!”) and ordered a third burger for himself.
I’m glad everyone was able to make it out (can you imagine the scheduling it takes for a group 7 people with varying levels of career and modes of transport?) and seemingly enjoyed themselves quite well!
Happy birthday, Eve!
May your future hold many more small (and safely contained) celebratory flames.
For a self-proclaimed Ice Cream Club, we sure don’t have a lot of ice cream. In fact, we have never had any ice cream. I think they call this irony.
Instead we have a lot of tea. Bubble tea, Argo tea, Green tea, Jasmine tea from the cafe in Douglas Hall—a lot of tea.
This particular tea session involved French pastries, scones, finger sandwiches and Benjamin tea.
Afternoon tea means we get to sit in a little private room off to the side in Vanille Patisserie. There, our voices were free to escalate to obnoxious volumes as per usual. (Okay fine, maybe it was mostly my own voice. I get excited!)
Sarah, Sandy, and I each chose a different tea from the selection of Benjamin Tea that Vanille serves.
Sarah: Forest Berries, Sandy: Roasted Almond, me: Temple of Heaven.
(My memory on which teas were actually consumed may be a little fuzzy. These, however, were definitely considered.)
I then employed Sarah to artfully pour honey into teacups purely for photographic reasons, the tea was delicious on its own.
The pastries were also delectable, as were the scone and petit croissant.
That didn’t stop me from piling on the English Double Devon Cream that came in little ice-cream scoops! (Does that count as our ice cream consumption?!) Sarah and Sandy looked on in judgment.
Of course, I didn’t finish any of my food and required the desserts to be packed away for later enjoyment.
I hope that the next time the Ice Cream Club meets, we will finally get ice cream.
PS- The Salon (private tea room) is normally reserved for larger parties (4 or more) but our reservation was on a less busy day.
Hello! This is Fanny~
Come along as I conquer the thrillingly unpredictable adventure that is life!