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My I'll Go With You buttons arrived, so the locals who said you wanted one? Comment below or email me to schedule a time to pick 'em up.

For those who asked, a quick walk down memory lane of me in my various KCRF dance costumes. If anyone's interested in seeing my whore street character costumes, let me know. I'll put those in a different post because this is quite enough pics for one post, and I don't have as many of those, so I'll have to go digging in other people's photo sites for them. Click for photos )
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Here's some food for thought for those of us with tight hip flexors. And here are some (more) suggestions for SI Joint issues.

I myself don't buy from Amazon, but I don't force (or even encourage) others to share my shopping politics. If you do buy from Amazon and you're in the market for some exercise/therapy bands, [livejournal.com profile] redheadfae posted a link to this incredibly good deal on Flex Active bands.

Aging is B.S. The Myth of Missed Opportunities. PREACH.

Recommended in a comment on The Toast's Friday Open Thread was this site called Storywonk. It's about writing, publishing, fandom, meta-analysis, and has podcasts that talk about a few shows, including Star Trek, Buffy, and Outlander.

Eighteen minutes of behind the scenes clips from Fury Road.


Soooo after doing a lot of thinking about it, I am leaning toward cosplaying Nux and not some interpretation of a female War Boy. How the hell I'm going to get this amount of hair under a bald cap I'm not sure, but I at least want to try. TBH, I think dealing with the issue of how to appear shirtless (and abide by public nudity laws) will be easier than hiding my hair. This was mostly motivated by my desire to recreate Max's jacket (which Nux wears, briefly), and then [livejournal.com profile] aprilstarchild is considering putting together a Capable costume and wouldn't that be fun to cosplay together at 221B Con?

Although I gotta be honest, right now I'm in a pretty low place and the idea of putting any sort of costume together seems like some pretty fucking high goals. I can't even muster the energy to do my PT exercises every day.

Today's Tumblr is Tuesday, June 2: Lightning.
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Several years ago, I made an amazing costume that nobody understood and man it pissed me off because that costume was fucking hilarious.





Gas mask, ratty A-line shirt, bullet bra, Ike jacket, black pedal pushers, fishnets, and combat boots? I was MAD MAXINE. Y'all it was the best. And not a single person who saw me (besides [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick and my besties, with whom I'm posing) got the joke. So. Disappointing.

Thanks to a post I saw on Tumblr this morning, I've decided that this year I'm going as a War Girl. And anyone who hasn't seen the movie (or who thinks I'm a zombie) can just go fuck themselves because it's going to be awesome.

If anyone has links for tutorials on how to fake scarification, that'd be appreciated, thanks.
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Lordy, what a day. I finally got on LJ long enough to post something of my own and now I gotta be out of here in ten minutes to make my meeting with Dr. Khosh.

This weekend: Food and packing prep for 221B Con and a serious sparring session with [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick to see if I can get some good ol' bruises going for the Moran cosplay. Did I mention I have a date to the MorMor party (MorMor=the ship name for Moriarty/Moran)? Eeeeeeeeeeeee! And she's so cute, y'all. SO CUTE!

Hope everyone has a great weekend. I'm outta here for the day.

Fangirl

Mar. 24th, 2015 09:07 am
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Today's Tumblr collection is Tuesday, March 24: Harry Potter.

I posted pics of the Sebastienne Moran cosplay on Tumblr here and here. A million thanks to [livejournal.com profile] stuology for taking such excellent photographs.
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Edit after posting this: It's hard to remember my hair being as short as it is in the icon. I need to do another 365 portrait project so I can get more recent photos.

I ordered some stuff to make a DIY Vitamin C serum. My skin has been shockingly happy these past couple months of my coconut-oil-only experiment and I'm gonna take this experiment a step further.

Last week I noticed my hormonally-triggered cystic chin zit trying to make an appearance, but I dotted it with a bit of tea tree oil twice a day for two days and it shrunk down without even a bump. The skin was a little irritated after that, so I soothed it with some Herbal Savvy (great for all minor skin irritations, cuts, etc.) and ta-da! Clear chin! That cystic zit usually lasts for weeks, sometimes months. Miracle.

With that sort of encouragement, why not try a DIY anti-aging serum? It can take up to three months to acclimate one's skin to accept sufficiently high levels of Vitamin C that will produce collagen, so I won't know until summer if it's working, but hey, what do I have a to lose? It'll cost me about $15 (for the LAA, the glycerin, and the spray bottle) to try it for three months. The Vitamin C serum from Paula's Choice is $48 for half(ish) an ounce. The DIY version is cheap enough I can spray it on my whole body, not just my face.

I might need that anti-aging shit sooner rather than later because last night wasn't restful. So either Monday was a fluke or (what I hope) it's just taking my body some time to adjust to sleeping again.

A benefactor whom I believe wishes to remain anonymous sent me an olive-drab keffiyeh for the Sebastienne Moran costume. Fuck. Yeah. I love it. It's so soft. He might not get it back.

Sure shot

Feb. 20th, 2015 10:19 am
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Five basic movements (shockingly, not from Breaking Muscle--thanks, [livejournal.com profile] splix for sharing that on Tumblr) to keep from being the bad sort of stiff.

I am so relieved that it's Friday I can't even tell you. So. Relieved. I've been going to bed at 9pm the past few nights and waking up just a bit before 7am. It's fantastic that I'm able to sleep that much, but I'll be happy when I don't need to sleep that much. We're boxing tomorrow, but I don't imagine I'll be doing much bag work, and sparring is out for a couple more weeks.



So much I want to do this weekend that I've put off for three weeks 'cos of the flu and recovering from the flu. Making a pair of commissioned bloomers, making some freeze-able food for some friends going through a rough patch, catching a movie (either Jupiter Ascending again or Kingsman for the first time), as well as all the normal weekend stuff--laundry, grocery shopping, food prep. All that while being conscious not to wear myself out and set myself back further with the healing process.

God. Bodies.

I'm also pulling together the final elements for the Sebastienne Moran cosplay I'm taking to 221B Con in April. I think it's gonna look pretty hot and scruffy (my favorite!). Wish my arms and shoulders were in the same shape they were this time last year but oh well (I can still sort of see my triceps when I flex them?). I'll be up to sparring with [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick by then, and maybe we can time a session so any arm bruises will be in fine form for the con. It would be so great if there were a Moriarty willing to take slashy pics with me. I feel like such a creeper, though, asking someone I don't know to do a suggestive photoshoot. I mean, how does one go about asking a near-stranger "Hey so I have this idea that involves us switching dominant/intimidating poses with each other because we all know Moriarty and Moran have a seriously fucked up relationship--wanna put that on film and share it with the entire internet?" One doesn't. At least not when one is me.

I might put some sneak peek pics of me in the costume up before the con. It's always good to get a test run of a costume, even when it's not terribly involved. Also, if we take pics in the back yard, I can pose with my rifle.

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Has anyone else tried cooking with chia seeds? This pudding recipe sounds interesting.

Here's my costume for this year. I'm Softcore Victorian Porn.



Varla just didn't work out. I couldn't get my eyebrows sufficiently hidden to do the makeup. Oh well. Maybe some other time when I have the inclination to get some heavy-duty concealing stage makeup.
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I found this gif yesterday and it's so so so perfect for me right now.



Cut for 100% pure moping )
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Okay. Time to pick myself up, dust myself off, and start over.

For those of you who haven't been around for the ten years or so that I've chronicled my health issues, this is a recurring theme. Fight, lose, fight, lose, fight, lose, get tired, fall down, get up, fight. Last week I fell down, this week I'm getting back up.



Whole9 has a good article on training for old people--something that's becoming more and more appropriate for me. I need to internalize the fact that careful and cautious treatment of my body is the way things are, now. And not just right now. Not "until I feel better" or "until I get my strength back." It's entirely likely that even if the folks at the Mayo Clinic solve everything and my health is back on track 100%, I won't be able to train as hard as I'd like. There's a common mentality of "context matters" in a lot of functional strength/health communities and it's an important one to remember. Returning to health at this point cannot undo the damage done by years of disease and un-wellness. I must learn to live with that, healthfully, without getting discouraged that I can't do what I want to do at the gym.

Last night I was throwing stuff in the hamper in the sewing room/dance studio and caught a look at myself in the big mirror. Tight jeans, tight tee shirt, boots, looking pudgier than I used to, and I had an epiphany about what I could do for this year's Halloween costume.



My boobs aren't quite that large, but they have gained mass with the rest of me and if I was ever going to pull this off, that time is now. The best news is all I need to buy for this is a low v-neck tee shirt and maybe a flat iron for my hair.
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On Tuesday...I think? Yeah, Tuesday I finished the new panel skirt for the second costume for Friday's performance. Tried everything on and danced in front of the mirror for about ten minutes, doing lots of leg-lifting and spinning to make sure I wasn't going to flash my panties. I'm going with a vintage 70s American Cabaret theme for my costuming for this and the costumes of that era were pretty fucking naked, y'all. No pants, no choli, and skirts split up to the bottom of the hip belt. Luckily, two of the bra/belt sets I made for Smoker were heavily inspired by 70s American Cabaret style so they were perfect. I added some additional sash chain to the newer one (which I wish I'd done a long time ago because dang it looks better now) and boom. Costumes that are sorta earthy-looking but still club-appropriate when teamed with liquid lamé skirts and not much else.

It's a good thing that all this weight-lifting has helped me feel more comfortable with my body right now. I might not look like some of those flat-bellied, slim-legged dancers of the 70s, but I'm starting to look like a Frank Frazetta woman and I'm okay with that (seriously, that image link there is pretty accurate, even down to the hair style).

True story about the first American Cabaret style bedlah: Like, five seconds after I finished it, I was so pleased I took it over to show [livejournal.com profile] redheadfae. She immediately recognized the inspiration and said I did an amazing job of capturing it. Then we both might have teared up a little. It was Just So. Perfect. And I feel great when I'm wearing it.

Cross your fingers that we don't have such a big turnout for Friday's show that I don't have room to do circular veil for my second number.
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On Friday, I listened to the new Jason Derulo CD on YouTube because I wanted to preview it before buying. I listened to it about six times, went home, played it (again on YouTube) for [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick (twice), then drove to Target first thing on Saturday morning to buy their special Target-only edition with two extra tracks. You guys this album is just so horribly, delightfully awful. And then I found this.



So that was about ten billion shades of fantastic.

I leave on Thursday to visit the family in Indy. It's going to be an interesting and no doubt educational visit. I think I mentioned that Nana's back surgery didn't go well and the doctor said she probably wouldn't walk again. So now she needs care 24/7 which is why the parents aren't coming to visit me this time, as planned. So that's going to be interesting. My parents are amazing people for continuing to care for her instead of putting her in an assisted care facility. I hope they know (like, really, really know) I am not that amazing of a person and I will not be doing the same for them. Seriously. No.

After I return from Indiana, I'm taking time off work to get stuff done on the Chevelle and make necessary additions/creations/adjustments to a couple dance costumes so they're appropriate for the Czar Bar show in June. I also might need to, you know, start practicing to my music. *cough*

I also gotta get to work on the Coriolanus costume for Comic Con because Robin ordered our plane tickets today and OH MY FUCKING GOD WE ARE GOING TO San Diego Comic Con.



A couple weeks ago I made the decision to pay someone to make me the armor portions, including the bracers and scabbard. So all (all!) I need to do is buy fingerless gloves, make trousers, and find a knit shirt for underneath. Probably two shirts since I plan to wear it more than one day. Oh, and those green socks. At least I don't have to worry about finding boots! And I'm very glad that I realized ten seconds into the show that I was gonna make this costume because well-lit screenshots of his full costume from the first act are pretty much non-existent.

But anyway, yeah, there's my summer. Going to Indy, getting ready for the performance, working on the car, working on a costume, going to SDCC, working on the car some more, hopefully getting it to the point where I can drive it to St. Louis to get the stereo installed by fall, and then it's September and hoo-fucking-ray I don't have to prep for KCRF.



Finally, seen (and posted) on Tumblr today:

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Back at work today. Yay.

My Whole30 ended on January 31. I didn't talk about it much because it really wasn't a big deal for me this time. Apart from a couple social occasions where it would've been nice to have a glass of wine, I didn't hardly notice at all the changed eating. I was just a little more strict than normal when it came to how many nuts I ate, and the elimination of white potatoes (which I've started using in some of my soups because I like how they thicken the broth).

Anyway, I didn't expect to see a lot of changes, but I did notice some. First off, and most notably, I fit (barely! but I fit!) into a pair of jeans I've not worn in almost a year. This wasn't due to weight loss or even change of size (more on that in a moment). The only thing I can attribute it to is decreased inflammation--which means that booze, increased nut consumption, or white potatoes are causing a significant inflammatory response. I'm going to go out on limb here and say I'm doubting the white potatoes were the culprit. This is easily tested, though, by simply adding white potatoes back in. I'm not sure if I want to try that immediately or wait until after my travel in April.

Here's where the really interesting part comes in, though. My measurements (I'm only tracking Waist, Navel, and Hip) were exactly the same as they were on January 1. In fact, the measurement at my navel might have been up a wee bit. And yet I was able to fit into those jeans. So obviously it's not the actual inches but how they're distributed--and I can definitely see some different distribution. My ass is starting to stick out a little farther in back (aw yeah) and my lower back muscles are really developed. When I'm just standing, no flexing, no nothing, the line of my spine makes a significant valley/hollow from my ribs to tailbone. Basically, my posterior chain is starting to take up a lot of real estate. And now here comes the kicker: I'm up nearly three pounds. THREE POUNDS! Up three pounds with no change in abdominal measurements. That means I put on three pounds of muscle in one month.

I am a forty-four year old woman who put on three pounds of muscle in thirty days. I'd say those testosterone supplements are working.

I want to start incorporating more fermented foods into my diet. Does anyone have suggestions on how to actually go about doing this? I mean, not the making them, but the adding of them to meals? You know, actually eating them instead of just thinking about it?

How much do I love this theory about Mary? A LOT. I LOVE IT A LOT.

Also, now is a good time to reveal my [livejournal.com profile] pennswoods-inspired cosplay for 221B Con: CIA Agent Mary. Gotta drive to Leavenworth in the next few weeks to hit up the Army/Navy surplus stores for tactical wear.


This showed up on my dash this morning and I'm all FUCK YEAH less than a week and a half until Coriolanus at the Tivoli in KC.


Tonight is Laverne Cox speaking on campus! I am so excite! I shall probably be the only person in the audience who hasn't seen a single episode of Orange is the New Black but OH WELL.

I canceled Saturday's PR test with Andrew because there's a basketball game that afternoon and no way would I get a parking space when I returned from the test. And there's another Saturday afternoon game on the 15th. Note to [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick: we need to do other stuff before returning home from Coriolanus that day. I'm thinking there's no point in getting home before 6pm. UGH.
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Back at work today. Yay.

My Whole30 ended on January 31. I didn't talk about it much because it really wasn't a big deal for me this time. Apart from a couple social occasions where it would've been nice to have a glass of wine, I didn't hardly notice at all the changed eating. I was just a little more strict than normal when it came to how many nuts I ate, and the elimination of white potatoes (which I've started using in some of my soups because I like how they thicken the broth).

Anyway, I didn't expect to see a lot of changes, but I did notice some. First off, and most notably, I fit (barely! but I fit!) into a pair of jeans I've not worn in almost a year. This wasn't due to weight loss or even change of size (more on that in a moment). The only thing I can attribute it to is decreased inflammation--which means that booze, increased nut consumption, or white potatoes are causing a significant inflammatory response. I'm going to go out on limb here and say I'm doubting the white potatoes were the culprit. This is easily tested, though, by simply adding white potatoes back in. I'm not sure if I want to try that immediately or wait until after my travel in April.

Here's where the really interesting part comes in, though. My measurements (I'm only tracking Waist, Navel, and Hip) were exactly the same as they were on January 1. In fact, the measurement at my navel might have been up a wee bit. And yet I was able to fit into those jeans. So obviously it's not the actual inches but how they're distributed--and I can definitely see some different distribution. My ass is starting to stick out a little farther in back (aw yeah) and my lower back muscles are really developed. When I'm just standing, no flexing, no nothing, the line of my spine makes a significant valley/hollow from my ribs to tailbone. Basically, my posterior chain is starting to take up a lot of real estate. And now here comes the kicker: I'm up nearly three pounds. THREE POUNDS! Up three pounds with no change in abdominal measurements. That means I put on three pounds of muscle in one month.

I am a forty-four year old woman who put on three pounds of muscle in thirty days. I'd say those testosterone supplements are working.

I want to start incorporating more fermented foods into my diet. Does anyone have suggestions on how to actually go about doing this? I mean, not the making them, but the adding of them to meals? You know, actually eating them instead of just thinking about it?

How much do I love this theory about Mary? A LOT. I LOVE IT A LOT.

Also, now is a good time to reveal my [personal profile] pennswoods-inspired cosplay for 221B Con: CIA Agent Mary. Gotta drive to Leavenworth in the next few weeks to hit up the Army/Navy surplus stores for tactical wear.


This showed up on my dash this morning and I'm all FUCK YEAH less than a week and a half until Coriolanus at the Tivoli in KC.


Tonight is Laverne Cox speaking on campus! I am so excite! I shall probably be the only person in the audience who hasn't seen a single episode of Orange is the New Black but OH WELL.

I canceled Saturday's PR test with Andrew because there's a basketball game that afternoon and no way would I get a parking space when I returned from the test. And there's another Saturday afternoon game on the 15th. Note to [personal profile] mckitterick: we need to do other stuff before returning home from Coriolanus that day. I'm thinking there's no point in getting home before 6pm. UGH.
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I reprised Dead Girl for my costume at work.

I've been at my desk for an hour and nobody has said a word to me. I should dress like this more often.
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I reprised Dead Girl for my costume at work.

I've been at my desk for an hour and nobody has said a word to me. I should dress like this more often.
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Oh hey look. A Sherlock tee shirt that I think (finally) is actually pretty.


Unfortunately for me, I prefer more abstract designs on my tee shirts. Le Sigh. I really need to find at least one Sherlock tee before 221B Con.

I think most people who know me know how I feel about fitspo pics and slogans. And if you don't know know, you can probably intuit from my general hatred of social programming and generalized statements. So this Tumblr post pleased me immensely. FUCK FITSPO BULLSHIT. JUST FUCK THAT NOISE.

At Sunday's session with Andrew (where he near killed me, yay!) he mentioned that I was starting to visibly lean down. I told him that was largely due to my absolute lack of appetite lately and not to expect similar rapid progress for much longer. =/ I pitched to him my latest idea regarding long-term goals, which is to spend the rest of the year getting as strong as possible and then, starting in January, leaning down. He said that worked great because that's already what we're doing. So...that was easy.

My reasoning for the goal is that I'm going to 221B Con in April 2014 and I'd like to cosplay Sebastian Moran provided the BBC doesn't provide us with a specific and contradictory styled one in Season 3. Hm. Maybe I should ping my Spoiler!Sherlock peeps about that. I haven't been actively avoiding spoilers for Season 3 (I don't have spoiler tags nixed on Tumblr), but I also don't click links that say spoilers, either.

ANYWAY.

I've seen some good Rule 63'd Moran cosplays, but hardly any of them convince me of the character being a real badass. I want my arms, shoulders, and legs to say I can and will fuck your shit up, yo. Also, I think it would be awesome to be strong enough to fireman carry a cosplaying (handcuffed!) John Watson away for nefarious purposes. That would be a great photoset.

In other news, boy did I not feel like performing at KCRF yesterday. Spotty audiences aren't helping my motivation. It was a decent enough crowd, but if it weren't for the three groups of friends I had in attendance, it would have been a shit tipping day. There was a group of four tables right in the middle of the feast hall that didn't tip my first round. Nearly twenty people (out of a crowd of ~60) and not a single fucking dollar. I stopped dancing and put my hands out in an "are you shitting me" gesture and asked them "Seriously? None of you?" They all shook their heads and looked down at their tables. I gave a shrug, flipped them off (I was only holding up my zills, honestly!), and shimmied to the tables behind them where my awesome graduate students were sitting. I got a few dollars from the cheap-ass douchebags the next two sets, but only one person at each table both times.

My last performance at KCRF's Event-Formerly-Known-As-Smoker will be Columbus Day, Monday, October 14. I've already planned to take off the following Tuesday because it's KU's Fall Break. But I'm seriously considering taking the rest of the week off because FUCK I could use some vacation time. I'm headed to Indianapolis the first weekend of November, but visiting my parents is really not a vacation. Nice, but not a vacation.

And speaking of work, I've got a huge stack of data entry stuff sitting on my desk...pitter patter let's get at 'er. Bleh.

Good

Aug. 29th, 2013 10:53 am
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This is one of the best stories ever and if it doesn't move you even a little bit, you have no soul.

Here is a better video than the one linked above.



Here's a really good shot of Dead Girl, by Scott Caplan at KC Media Mob. I love how well this shows my face makeup.
Click photo for full-size.

It was hot

Aug. 20th, 2013 09:48 am
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Super low energy (still) after Crypticon, and I'm not up for making a post about it yet. My body is being all sorts of weird right now. Low energy, spectacular swelling issues, discomfort in my guts, general all-round unwell. But here are a couple pics.

Pit Girl.

Full-size pic here

On Saturday, I got to make out with a Predator. A highlight of the weekend.




Today's Tumblr collection is Tuesday, August 20: Devils.
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Hamsa iron-on accomplished!

A million thanks to [personal profile] mckitterick for buying the transfer paper when my other offer fell through. I'd forgotten he has an inkjet printer. Instead of using a cotton or jersey fabric, like the stuff is designed for, I ironed the design onto some iridescent raw silk. This had the unexpected result of transferring the design unevenly and crinkly, so it looks old and weathered. Perfect. So perfect, in fact, I'm gonna put my hair in some sort of up-do for Pit Girl because I want the whole world to see this fucking hamsa.

Then I sloppily stitched the silk to the jacket with red embroidery thread so it looks sort of outsider-art-ish. I was so pleased with the way the back applique looked that I decided to do a similar treatment to the front yoke panels, the right side using the same raw silk as the back piece, and the left a dark brown raw silk. On the brown I painted this, in white:



This is the seal for Marutukku, which is the third name of some guy from the Necronomicon. I tell you, if nothing else, the search for occult images to use on this vest has been entertaining. Some of the shit I've found is so great, it makes me want to re-watch Supernatural. Again. But I think I'll just wait for Season 8 to come out on DVD next month.

I'm still trying to figure out what design to put on the right shoulder...I was thinking a unicursal hexagram, but man, some of the other seals in that site I liked above are pretty cool looking. I dunno. Any thoughts?

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