Humble Pie

I originally opened up this blog as a place to post my frustrations.  At the time, LiveJournal wasn’t cutting it.  Some stuff I would talk about would come back and bite me in the ass because there are people on my friends list that would attack me for it, when I wasn’t asking to be attacked.  After opening up this blog, I dropped so much heavy stuff, and I didn’t care.  Eventually I felt that I needed to vent on what’s I thought was wrong with cosplay and how to fix it.  But all that stopped when I met someone.  Someone really chill.

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28 Days of Black Cosplay… The Addendum

So about a few weeks ago, I made this long post about my thoughts on this notion of 28 days on black cosplay.  Many people asked me why I spoke about it.  Simple really… Noone else would.  I knew that right after I opened my mouth and kicked over that wasp nest that there would be people who would respond, not in a good way.  I am thankful that people of all races and creeds agreed with what I said.  I also discovered that there were other black cosplayers out there who felt the same way as I did.  But that isn’t why I’m writing this.  Let me tell you what happened when I met and sat down with Harry… Or as I like to call him, Black Panther.

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28 Days of…

What I am about to write is probably one of the most emotionally driven posts ever.  It’s because of the feedback on this subject, and how my personal Facebook became a war zone about it.  It wasn’t originally, but when you’re dealing with someone who is a bully, it makes things quite more complicated.  I don’t expect a lot of people to to take my side on this.  What I do expect is people to simply understand my point, is all.  And what am I talking about?  This notion of 28 days of black cosplay.

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Through the Looking Glass

I’ll have to say about a week and a half ago could be considered a low point in my life in my year.  During that week, I had to deal with my Grandmother giving me grief about my life, the anniversary of my mother’s passing, and people trying to get me to goto a convention that my ex-girlfriend goes too, and usually staffs.  And during that, I had a meltdown with a couple of people on twitter.  I’m not excusing myself for what I did, nor am I making excuses for it.  I own up to my tweets.  It was just a bad day altogether.  So, let me give you some insight as to what brought all this down.

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