Day 3: Saturday
(My costume of the day, photographed by the lovely Heather)
Saturday has the most gaps in it, though not too many.
Got up early to do the D*Con parade. It was the first year I’ve walked in it, and although my alarm never went off, I managed to get up on time and get dressed and be at the park by 9 for staging. I wore my Rajasthani garb with a new veil, and fiddled with it the whole way (it is hard to wave and fiddle). We had about 15 folks, including a couple of awesome musicians, and TheChickenGoddess wore her Hot Dress (TM). Her husband was a hit in his chariot. My husband was helping to pull said chariot. In the future, we’re going to plan to have plainclothes flyer-hander-outers, since it worked pretty well this time around.
Afterward, we did another clothes-change, and the husband wandered in his Lectroid outfit for a while (see above), before which we got lunch and delivered it to Jennie. She had no panels that day. The husband and I saw the dealers’ room, the exhibitors rooms, and took a turn around the Walk of Fame, which was disappointingly empty. I failed completely to get a James Marsters autograph for Matt. Better luck in the future, I guess. We also met up with the ChickenGoddess for facial hair hijinks (CG, if you don’t want this up, tell me and I’ll take it down):
Doesn’t she have a rockin’ ‘stache? I had one, too, but I have no photo of myself. I was hirsute. It was hard to laugh, thought, because the glue would become un-tacky and so you kind of had to hold your moustache on and giggle. There was a lot of moustache-holding.
Then we had a snack, watched stuff on DC*TV, saw a Patrick Stewart panel (he is hilarious), and then later on met Telaryn for dinner. We had intended to do Hooters, but it was a zoo and the employees were very rude, so we ended up at a Mexican restaurant, which was much better (and quieter and more polite).
That evening was evening 2 of kilt-blowing. I wore the day’s costume, and got even more waivers signed, and it went okay, except for a photobombing by Nigel the pirate. We hung out a bit and then went to bed. It was exhausting.
okay. please ‘splain the Steampunk/Indian outfit? ‘Tis tres cool.