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Saturday, June 24, 2017

Project Spider-Beth: The Base Suit

Hello again, dear friends!

Today, I'm going to share with you a little cosplay project I put myself up to a couple weeks ago,  code-named "Spider-Beth" by my photographer for the costume: a submission for the Spider-Man DIY costume contest, hosted by Marvel in honor of upcoming Spider-Man: Homecoming!!

Now, before you get excited: no, I didn't win. I'm not sure that the judges ever got to see my design at all -- there were some pretty major glitches with the system that many contestants (including myself) ran into, sadly. BUT! It's all good, I still had a fantastic time making the costume, it was a super fun experience, and the girl who won did a wonderful job on her costume. :)

But regardless, back to the business at hand! The point of the contest was to create your own version of Spidey's homemade suit, utilizing everyday materials from Goodwill, your own wardrobe, and elsewhere. Basically, "what would Spider-Man's suit look like if you made it?"

What a challenge, right?! I'm all over it. Goodwill is my favorite thing (did you know all the fabrics used in my Captain America cosplay were sourced from a thrift store?). We had a bit under 2 weeks in total to create the costume, so I got right to work -- and booked it over to my local Goodwill.


After a fun day of shopping, I came home with this cool lookin' jacket. I was just about to check out when it caught my eye, because of the mesh that totally reminded me of a spiderweb, kinda like a micro version of the design on Spidey's real suit -- and the lining color is a timberwolf shade grey, which I decided was close enough to blue to pass.

After a couple days of staring at it, I finally decided what I wanted to do: switch up the color of the sleeves and hood to red. So, after attempting to dye it (that was definitely a no-go), I tore out (read: carefully seam ripped) the lining out, and set to work putting in a new one.


After I had the sleeves and hood linings out, I used the pieces as guides to cut out my new linings.

that's not blood, that's my attempt at sharpie dying (it was not effective)
 Next up, I basted the linings and facings together...



And then sewed the pieces together and to the body of the jacket.



One last step to finish off my Spider-Beth jacket, was adding a web design to the inside of the hood, inspired by Spider-Gwen's look from the comics. Because I'm suuuper creative like that.


The funny thing was, I discovered a little surprise when I turned my work around:


The sharpie bled through, giving me the web design on the outside as well!! At first I freaked -- WHAT HAVE I DONE and all that. Buuuuut after calming down and realizing it actually looked pretty great, I warmed up to my little mishap, and now I just love it. :D

So, that was the jacket. Next up were some more elements to get my Spider-Beth look looking, well, spider-y.

Also on my shopping trip to Goodwill, I stopped by Kohl's (my favorite clothing store ever -- I'm barely kidding when I say half my wardrobe is from their clearance section), and found a pair of absolutely perfect blue jean capris (and when I say "blue," I mean a nice, bright blue) on clearance for $10 -- so there were my spider pants.

Next up, the shirt. I already had a sleeveless turtle neck shirt that I realized would be perfect (most superhero suits are turtle necks, in case you haven't noticed), so all I needed to do to make it Spider-Beth worthy was sew on a spider emblem. I copied the version from Homecoming to the best of my ability, cut it out of some black faux leather I had leftover from Doctor Strange, and then hand sewed it to the shirt (as invisibly as possible).





So we've got the shirt, the pants, the jacket... there's still a couple more pieces needed.

BUT those will have to wait for our next post! There, I'll tell you all about the webshooters, sweet lenses, and some homemade boots I whipped up in a day. :D

Until then, my friends!

Friday, June 16, 2017

Doctor Strange Cosplay - The Photoshoot

Hello again, friends!!

As my first real post after my several month hiatus, I'm excited to share with you some fun pictures of my fem Doctor Strange cosplay from last year!!  I hope you enjoy seeing them as much as I and my aaaamazing photographers Karis and Amber enjoyed taking them. :)





having your own cloak of levitation is the best thing



And... a behind-the-scenes shot of Amber and I, just for fun. :D


Well, that's a wrap on my Doctor Strange cosplay!  I hope you loved the final pics -- I had so much fun editing them with some strange magic (hehe).

Keep an eye out for new posts coming up soon -- I've got lots of cosplay adventures to tell about. :D

Friday, May 26, 2017

Semester 4: Why I've Been Gone

Hi friends.

I feel like I can't really move forward with blogging before I explain why I've been gone for the past almost 5 months.  So, herein I shall explain what happened two weeks after my last post.

January 19th was the Thursday of my first week back at college after Christmas break, and that evening I was at the first meeting of the semester for the fashion show at my school.  It was going fine, but I didn't feel too great, as I was getting over a cold.

After the meeting, I felt a sense of urgency to get home, a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach which I dismissed as nothing more than my own exhaustion and maybe a hint of a fever.  So, in a daze, I rushed back to my car, drove home, and promptly put myself to sleep when I got there.

That evening, my family found out my dad had passed away.

All I could think was, "Dear God, don't let it be real" -- but it was real.  It was all too real.  He had been down in Georgia, where he worked 3 days a week, and had caught a really bad cold.  None of us thought too much of it, including him.  But that evening, when the policemen came to our door, we were hit all too severely with how serious his condition had been.

To say I've never cried so hard is a gross understatement.

As that night wore on, my family and I did our best to just breathe.  Before I went to bed, I tried to read the bible -- but I couldn't.  I hurt too much, had too many thoughts and questions racing through my head.  So, instead, I continued to pray and cry.  As I lay in bed, a peace, God's peace, beyond any understanding gently swept over me, and by His grace, I slept for the first time without a father on earth.

That next week was the darkest of my life.  It was a fight just to be able to laugh again.  I didn't go to school.  I journaled.  I grieved.  Family and friends came in.  Funeral preparations were made.  Cards and flowers and food entered our house in a never ending and very welcome stream.  The funeral was the next Thursday.  People said their goodbyes...

And then it was time to go back to "normal," somehow.

Monday hurt so much, as I went back to school.  I was so scared.  I felt fragile, and anything so much as a loud word might have shattered my eggshell-thin exterior.  I felt invisible, and no one could see the unwelcome tears that seemed to constantly lurk right behind my eyes.

I went through the motions of school the best I could -- I took notes in class, I talked to friends.  I told them I was "okay," but that wasn't true.  I hurt. so. bad.  I wanted to quit school.  All I wanted to do was cry my eyes out and die to go be with my dad.  But instead, I went through classes, drove home, and cried once again.

I went through it all again the next day, and got through it as best I could.  But that evening, something changed.  First, I recalled one of the best pieces of encouragement someone had given me:

"Deal gently with yourself."

So, I stopped.  I prayed.  And then I did the next easiest thing I could think of: I took a shower.  There, I continued to pray.  And to cry.  And continued to pray some more.  And in the midst of the warm water, a phrase began to grow stronger and stronger in my mind:

"You're going to be okay.  Not right now, but soon."

An unexplainable joy began to burn in my heart -- deeper and stronger and more assuredly than I have ever known, EVER.  The pain and the hurt and the weight finally lifted from my shoulders, and I knew God was working in me, like never before.  That phrase was the most wonderful thing I had ever heard -- and I clung to it.  It was God's faithful promise of hope -- and, by His name, I knew it to be true!!!

So, I shouted out loud.

                 I went back to school.

                                    I began to heal.

                                                      I spread His joy.

                                                                          I watched movies.

                                                                                           I laughed with friends.
 
                                                                                                               I completed the fashion show.

                                                                                                                                     I finished the semester strong.

And through it ALL,
GOD
WAS
AND
IS
FAITHFUL.

So, friends, there it is.  That's why I've been gone.  That's what took place in the past 4 months.  That's where I am now.  And there's still a long, long way to go.

But, now, I think I'm ready to push forward with blogging.  I've missed it dearly, you know.

I will be seeing you very soon to tell you all about the things I've been working on this semester, and what I will be working on this summer.

Here's to God's faithfulness!!!