Tuesday, 26 April 2016

Cosplay - my new obsession

Hello this is my first blog post of Hopeaholics.

Towards the end of my marriage last year, I realised that for a number of reasons, I didn't have any interests.  Sure, I enjoyed playing videogames and watching TV, but nothing that really set me aside from everyone else.  I had lost my identity, and while everyone else had hobbies and interests that were clearly for them, I was just a shadow in the background.  I wanted desperately to have interests of my own but could think of nothing that I wanted to do.

That was until I discovered Cosplay.  I saw a YouTube video of people dressed up in the most amazing outfits I'd ever seen.  Characters from movies, TV shows, video games, cartoons...every genre was represented by someone who wanted to show their love for that character by becoming them for a day.



I wanted in.

So at the end of last year, a newly single man with nobody to critisize or doubt me for this, I went to my first Comic Con in Birmingham.  For my first Cosplay I had chosen a character called Reno, from the videogame Final Fantasy 7.

 Not bad for a first attempt I thought!  So with a red wig, steampunk goggles, my one and only suit and half a Poundland broom handle with black electrical tape on it - I went to MCM Birmingham in November 2015. 







  It was fantastic!  I got asked for photos from about 7 people, and although it was a simple costume, I really loved being Reno for the day.  I went to another Con in February as him too.

Then I got ambitious and thought, "I wonder if I could be Jareth The Goblin King from the movie Labyrinth?"

Obviously played by the recently departed David Bowie, this outfit was going to be tricky.  Also I wondered if people would be upset and offended by me dressing up as him so soon after his untimely demise.  But I gave it a shot anyway and...wow.








I got mobbed for selfies and photos before I even got into the show!  Everyone was so lovely, people told me that I had "made their day" and really made a fuss of me.  I must have posed for 100 photos.  Especially when I met somebody who had come as Sarah from the movie.  I even met Danny John Jules who was actually in Labyrinth and he showed me photos of him and Bowie on set.  I never felt like that before and it really shows what good things can happen when you push yourself out of your comfort zone.

I went as him again to Staffordshire Comic Con and I even got in the top 6 in the competition; I hadn't even considered entering before.

So now I have my thing, my obsession.  The wonders of Cosplay, where anyone regardless of their age, size, gender, disability can leave all that behind and become their chosen hero.  If just for one day.   And it's wonderful. 

Saturday, 16 April 2016

The First Big Challenge


The very day that Dom, Mark and I decided to say "yes" to things that terrified us, something MASSIVE happened. A once in a lifetime thing. Something so gigantic, that you wonder if the universe was sending us a message. I kind of believe in that, I think. The idea that if you put an idea out there, if the time is right, then the universe moves and things happen. I have experienced that before.

So anyway, we were sitting there, Easter 2016, over mugs of tea, reflecting upon the wreckage of the last year. And we got to talking about the future. And we were all being very positive and talking about saying "yes" to the universe.

Now, don't get the impression that this was all sweetness and light, because there's far too much piss taking in our respective relationships for that. Mark, for example, told Dom that his new beard made him look like Rolf Harris. Also, its easier to see opportunities in someone else's life than it is your own. Being the big sister, I could see all the opportunities facing Mark, newly divorced as he was, and was certain that he'd be in for a ball of a year and that he'd have a lot of fun. After all, I am divorced myself so I have a certain amount of life experience I can bring to that judgement. I was not so sure that my own life held as much opportunity and therefore I am not so sure I was expecting to have to bring as much bravery to my commitment to say yes, if you know what I mean? What scary things can present them to a middle aged Mum of 3, huh?

At that exact moment in time, something big happened. 

Have you heard of Spencer Tunick? The artist Spencer Tunick? The guy who photographs naked people?

This guy?


This guy?



You know, the guy who did this?



and this?



Well, baby, he's ONLY COMING TO OUR CITY!

And he needs naked people. THOUSANDS of naked people. Yay! Thousands of naked people! That'd be cool, right? Dom and I watched a documentary about Spencer Tunick years ago and we both talked about how absolutely awesome it would be to be in one of his installations. You know, somewhere near the back. Where no-one can see your cellulite or your genitals.

HELL YEAH, we said, full of the spirit of bravery and new commitments. HELL YEAH, SIGN US UP! SOME INTERNATIONALLY ACCLAIMED ARTIST IS COMING TO OUR CITY AND HE NEEDS LOADS OF PEOPLE TO FEATURE IN AN ACTUAL WORK OF ART?! SIGN US UP ALREADY! THIS IS COOOL!

Then we received confirmation that we were in. We were needed, very early in the morning.

Then I had one thought that totally overrode all my other thoughts.

Oh, crap. I have to talk to my brother when we're both naked.
Awkward. 



Claire x

Friday, 15 April 2016

Small acts of boldness




I love reading but I stress about choosing the next book to read. I've been in a bit of a rut recently and missing reading in my life. I tend to gravitate towards self help books (right now 'recovering from illness' and 'business start up' books, but the theme of my current self help book changes with the seasons of my life though. The genre stays.) I also love a grisy crime novel. I have one of each type downloaded, but neither is rocking my world.

Why do I stress about which book to read next? I don't know. Firstly, there's too much choice. Secondly, books are expensive both in the amount it costs to download and the amount of time they need devoted to them. What if I choose poorly? Also I'm an English Lit graduate and an English teacher, and will admit to some low level snobbery (although Karin Slaughter is helping me with this. I LOVE her books! It doesn't matter if you don't only read literary classics, duh, Claire.)

So, I took a punt on a book I've never read before, recommended by the friend of a friend (someone I don't know) on Facebook.

I'll keep you posted...

Claire

Moments that give you hope

I found this in a huge pile of toys my 3 year old had played with and disgarded. The basket is Shopkins rubbish (do those guys ever consider global warming?!), the baby is Sylvanian (she loves babies.) She has found some fabric scraps from my sewing scrap basket.

Loving is an innate part of who we are, people. We can do this. #peace


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Wednesday, 13 April 2016

To make you smile

https://www.facebook.com/law.of.attraction.page/videos/994009527313286/

I wanna be this guy when I'm older :)


Thursday, 7 April 2016

Uh huh :)

https://49.media.tumblr.com/27f1a6182cc4081bd97e1d19647b9b43/tumblr_mx7btsKjw51s2tinjo1_400.gif

Yessir

A little thing to make you laugh...

You can't fail to watch this and not smile. It made my day:

https://www.facebook.com/HuffPostUK/videos/1095188213882243/