Wibble wobble, wibble wobble, boobs in lycra on a plate

Cosplayers are a strange breed of people. Some are obviously having a lot of fun, others are very serious. Some are desperate to have their photo taken (in fact I heard one Dr Who complaining to his friends that he wasn’t getting asked to pose enough) but others are grumpy and won’t stop. What’s the point of dressing up like that if you don’t want the attention?

It’s interesting to see how the fashions in costumes change over time. Star wars characters, Superman, Batman, Wonderwoman, DragonBall Z, Spider-Man, Hulk and Dr Who are perennial favourites but others come and go. This year we have a, predictable, number of people in medieval costume. I’m guessing they are meant to be from Game of Thrones but a blonde wig does not make Cersei Lannister or Daenerys Targaryen and a Wolfskin can not turn a skinny teenager into Rob Stark.

There’s quite a lot of people in odd yellow costumes this year. Apparently it’s a character from ‘Adventure Time’ whatever that is. This is their booth…

My favourite costumes are the kids. There was a gorgeous Ewok baby (below), a very cool toddling Wonderwoman, Deadpool was pushing a pram with a baby Green Lantern in it and there was a lot of little Batmen running around.

I do love some of the female costumes. There seems to be a competition over who has the biggest boobs and can balance them so they almost fall out of their lycra costumes. Scifi hubby got ‘caught’ staring at boobs a few times. I can’t really tell him off but it’s really funny when the women look offended. For goodness sake girls if you don’t want them looked at try covering your nipples. There was one notable costume where Scifi Hubby was so busy staring he didn’t manage to get a photo, and now can’t even tell me what the costume was – I don’t think he was looking to see what colour the Lycra was and whether the woman had a mask on! My favourite Scifi hubby photo of the show has to be when he met WonderWoman…

And surreal cosplay moment of the convention goes to the Mighty Morphing Power Rangers on an escalator…


Cosplay buzzword bingo

And then there’s cosplay… Now I fully admit I’m not a huge fancy dress fan. I have been known to put a costume on for New Years Eve (a story for another time but yes I was Princess Leia and no it wasn’t the metal bikini) or a party but I’m still not sure about spending the weekend dressed as Batman, Loki, Mr Fantastic, The Thing, Superman etc.

Cosplay does seem to attract a certain type of nerd. Most of them are super confident, play the part, pose for photos, prance around on stage for the competition. However there are always a few who seem really shy. I just don’t get it – why dress up and then be shy?!

Now the ‘buzzword bingo’ bit. I’ve got a growing list of cosplayers to spot at cons:

    Super skinny Superman
    Fat Jedi
    Girl in latex/spandex who looks too amazing for ‘it’ all to be real
    Girl in latex/spandex who really shouldn’t wear it
    Girl in spandex who has black underwear on and hasn’t realise you can see it when a camera flash goes off
    Girl in a corset style costume who’s breasts look like they are only just balanced in the fabric
    Person with so much body paint they later realise they can’t touch anything, eat, drink or sit down
    Parents who’ve dressed their kids up in something really embarrassing
    Storm troopers
    Short Darth Vader
    Fat Batman
    Random cartoonesque person who is apparently from some manga book
    Grown women dressed as Japanese school girls, manga style
    Muppets (I mean the Jim Henson kind)

I’m not telling you which of these we saw this time – that wouldn’t be nice…

Being a typical bloke Scifi hubby particularly likes the latex/spandex/painted girls. Here’s a few of his favourites from Kapow:





Comic conventions have a distinctive smell which makes the light and airy venue for Kapow perfect. In fact it may have been designed with comic nerds in mind. Spread over several levels with a very high glass ceiling the smell has a chance to dissipate and for once wasn’t the first thing you noticed!


Scifi hubby was in his element – two days of comic book heaven. He got lots of autographs, a few sketches, too many new graphic novels (hard covers of course) and of course some comics. We also spent a lot of time in queues, made some new ‘queue buddies’, met Jonathan Ross, watched crap fake wrestling (don’t even ask but here’s video of Jonathan Ross taking part) and caught up with some fellow comic books friends including a few scifi wives.

I do love spotting the ‘girly touches’ at comic cons. There’s a growing range of DC and Marvel home furnishings available including mugs, cushions, tea towels and aprons. My new favourite has to be the Superman and Batman bathmats…



Finally home with a load of washing, comics to put away, sore feet but a very happy scifi hubby.