Shoulda taken a picture, but last night I was so desperate to get some more work done that I took the bodysuit to the car dealership and sewed bias tape while my car was being worked on.
I’ve compiled a packing list, but haven’t thought of a “things to do while actually at the con” list yet… I only have 33.5 free hours between now and Tuesday to get the cosplay done and I’m in a bit of a panic.
IT WILL BE WORTH IT, DON’T SLEEP, HAHA
chris control your goddamn face you have just gone through an extremely painful super-serum transformation you did not just have the diddly doo orgasm
…actually, at this point, Steve’s just now experiencing the sudden absence of both recent extreme pain and long-term low level pain. He’s probably so high on endorphins that the expression is completely accurate.
Also, he was asthmatic. This is the first time in twenty years that his lungs work. Ever had an oxygen high?
Might not be an O-face folks, but homeboys high as a kite.
*reblogs to save deeply inspirational commentary*
I was doing well, but all of a sudden stuff isn’t working and I feel like I’m going to be sick. My body is literally telling me to stop, but my brain knows that if I don’t finish this costume this week, it will not happen, end of story.
THE SPANDEX IS REAL
IT DOESN’T LOOK BAD
THIS COULD HAPPEN