The fan life is the good life. This past weekend brought with it Ottawa ComicCon for the sixth year in a row and I once again turned up in true fangirl style – that is to say, in cosplay. Over the years I have catalogued my cosplays in blog posts to give myself a chance… Continue reading Six Years of Ottawa ComicCon: Stay Shiny Part 1
Catchy title eh? I figured it was best to get to the point straight off the bat. But, if you’re looking for a post that will rant, rave, and rail against the world you won’t find it here. Contrary to what some people who know me might think I am no stranger to rejection. I’ve… Continue reading Rejection is a Learning Experience
There is so much that I never thought I was capable of until now. Four weeks ago I turned twenty years old and at the sound of my alarm that morning I reached for my ‘Dear Twenty Year Old Me’ letter which I had been saving since I was eleven years old. When I was eleven… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: The Letter
I’ve been ruminating about this post since I wrote part one almost a month ago. This piece has been written and rewritten more often than I would like to admit. Everything I produced just did not seem to hit the mark in terms of what I wanted to express. I promised in my last post to discuss… Continue reading Cosplaying as a One Woman Army: I Know My Value Part 2
I have been a fan for as long as I can remember. No, I am not a folded sheet of paper that can be moved back and forth to produce small breezes nor am I am electronic construction whose blades spin quickly to help a flow of cool air manifest in a room. I am a fan… Continue reading Cosplaying as a One Woman Army: Black Widow Edition Part 1
The past three weeks have been something, something special. The day after Thanksgiving my parents left for Hawaii – they went on vacation to celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary, and I stayed home. What with midterms, university, extracurriculars, and well, life, there was no way I could join them. As much as I love my… Continue reading Coming Home
When you get lost for the first time as a child you experience momentary panic. At least I did, for others that panic might not be so momentary. But once you move on past the realization that you are not familiar with your surroundings or the people passing you by, a feeling of practicality sets… Continue reading Lost In This World of Twists and Turns
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