SO.
To round this cosplay deluge off; it wouldn’t be a proper Con without at least one adorable story.
Standing at a random stall, faffing about with my camera, feel a bit of a tug on my jacket.
Look down to see this kid, a boy, must be about seven or eight.
Big eyes. Teeny voice.
“Hi Professor!”
Hugs my hip/leg because gosh damn he was short.
I sort of have time enough to give him an awkward ‘Well hello there!“ and a pat on the head before he freaking bolts back to his dad saying "I DID IT I SAID HI TO THE PROFESSOR.”
So yeah.
That happened.
You know that feeling, that one where you’re at a super incredibly exclusive party full of gorgeous famous people and gorgeous famous gowns and tuxes, and you were brought along by a friend who’s friends with the president of the world, as a tagalong designated driver and you definitely feel like you don’t belong and you’re not worthy and you should just go sit in a corner and hope no one trips on you because you’re not glamorous.
Then suddenly. Out of nowhere.
Sean Connery cuts through the crowd.
Walks right up to you.
Kneels in earnest, offering a hand and says.
“You are the most beautiful thing in this room.”Yeah.
This is the first time I have ever been compared to Sean Connery.
It’s not accurate in the slightest but I feel that this is a significant milestone in my life.
Stand by and Stand Clear.
Flailing in progress.
Guys.
Guys.
Went to Mega-con today.
Dressed as Madras.
AND I MET MOD.
GUYS I MET MOD.
GUYS.
Guys.
I’m Madras.
SHUT UP YOU WERE MUCH COOLER THAN ME
ESPECIALLY BECAUSE I TOTALLY BLANKED OUT IN THE FIRST 10 SECONDS OF SEEING YOU AND DIDN’T REALIZE WHAT WAS HAPPENING AND THEN I TOTALLY DID AND WOAH
SO YEAH THANKS FOR THAT WOAH WHAT A COOL
