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My First ConFusion




The costumes were so amazing. I've been to a lot of Halloween parties, but I don't think I've ever seen the quality and workmanship that went into the ones I saw at ConFusion 2010. I took a lot more pictures, but since Chrissy and I aren't in them, I don't feel quite right posting them.

There were zombies.

There were belly dancers.

There was a wizard and a princess.

There were several crew members from a steampunk airship. (By far my favorites.)

Then there was the rest of us. Those who wore their normal, everyday clothes made up the majority of the audience.

Of course, the costumes, while fun, weren't the reason Chrissy and I decided to attend the conference. The panels we attended covered topics in Fairytales in Modernity, comic books, art, history of costume design in the Victoriana and Burlesque, and author preparedness. The information and conversation in these sessions were informative and, for me at least, inspiring. I came away with a list of fairytales I've never read and the names a couple of authors/artists I'm interested in researching a bit more.

I also came home with three new books - two of which I got signed by the authors while I was there. (Thank you, Jim Hines & Catherynne Valente!)

Chrissy, on the other hand, spent her hard-earned cash on a beautiful phoenix necklace. I'd show you a picture of it, but it didn't occur to me to take one. Oops.
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  1. Chrissy9:20 PM

    hard earned is right! lol...try dealing in retail pharmacy at the start of the new year~! not fun~
    I loved the costumes and the dancing and especially the panels...Jim H. rocks! so did Cat. V. I'm looking forward to next year...but I'll be bringing my camera then.

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  2. Zoë Moët12:27 PM

    I forgot you went to that this weekend! Water cooler, here we come!

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