Monthly Archives: August 2013

With two doors to choose, but only one bears your name.

On Saturday the 5th of May, 2012, I, along with some friends- and a few hundred other people, wandered on over to Federation Square in Melbourne, in full costume, in the rain, in order to partake in AiE‘s attempt to set the world record for “Largest Crowd Dressed as Video Game Characters”.

With 470 participants things were looking promising (the previous record being around 425), however, the rules set by Guinness were quite strict so it would take some time for them to go through and validate all of the evidence. In the mean time they left us with showbags of goodies for our efforts.

Fast-forward one year later and we finally received the good news we’d been waiting for; despite the dreary weather driving many would-be participants away, our attempt had been successful!

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Does anybody know right now exactly where you are?

Manifest was a full on weekend this year and after working so hard on costumes everything ended up coming together with barely a hitch in the road… barely…

On Friday I headed over relatively early, arriving somewhere in the vicinity of 10am. More or less I was simply there to get my bearings, see where everything was, pick up a show bag (mostly for the timetable) and do some minor shopping (which resulted in some DVDs and a cute alpaca toy for my mother who recently spent some time in hospital).

It’s one of the small sized “AlPacasso” toys. So cute!

Being in costume that day also involved a couple of hugs and photos (but not too many, since Fridays at Manifest tend to be pretty quiet).

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Come take my pulse, the pace is like a runaway train.

Costume progress.

After some thought on the matter I decided to slip a couple of (very small) shoulder-pads into the Junior Warrant Officer Schrödinger shirt.

They are hand-stitched in place.

Some people have strong opinions on shoulder-pads, saying that they should not be used if you are feminine or have poor posture because all they really do is end up drawing attention to the fact, but if that were true then only male body-builders would ever bother getting a nicely tailored suit.

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