Because I am Never Afraid to Embarass Myself (Utterly) @ 11:16 am
I tell myself this is one of my many charms, but, the truth is, I simply have no shame. None what-so-ever. When the goddess handed out shame, I thought she said 'lame," so I said, "Nah, I'm good, thanks!"
Because, I KNOW I'm a forty-something, pudgy woman, but in my mind, I'm THIS:
(Sorry for the blurriness, I was photographing my own Manga, and I didn't want the whole page and my camera kept saying "Too CLOSE! Too CLOSE!")
Even though I'm REALLY this:
(Also, I would have framed this a little better to match, but I asked my nine-year old to take the photo, so, you know, this is close enough, considering.)
For the amazingly dorky full effect:
Okay, so even though we can't afford ANYTHING this year, I am, as it happens, still signed up for Anime Detour. My plan has been to spend at least one day attempting to cosplay (cross-play) Renji. To that end, I've spent over a year growing out my hair. Yes, I'm that big of an otaku. Let me just repeat, for cosplay, I've been GROWING MY HAIR OUT FOR OVER A YEAR.
And, look, it really hasn't made me look more like him AT ALL.
Do I care? See above.
Also, because I'm so wicked poor this year my plans to actually make/purchase a full shinigami shihakushô have kind of gone by the wayside. So, instead, I've decided to do Renji in the Human World (clever, no?) hence the 'wrong" color bandana I'm wearing above. I'm going to try to do his 'wait, you're telling me this went out in the 70s? Who cares? I LOOK AWESOME' vibe, with a few trips to GoodWill. I actually already have jeans that are kind of groovy and way far too low-cut for someone my age, and I figure I'll improvise the rest.
I plan to make a more accurate 'Red Pineapple' tee-shirt than the one I'm wearing above. I made this one so I could wear it under my gi for kuk sool, and get my ass handed to me Renji-style in the dojo. (Weirdly, this really DOES seem to happen whenever I wear this tee.)
Also, if anyone has the balls to tell me I make the world's suckiest Renji, I intend to look them in the eye and say, "What? Don't blame me! Blame that cheat of a shoten owner, Urahara! Look at the crap-ass gigai he gave me!"
Because why? Because I have no shame, and I'm just that ballsy.
Did I mention that 1) I have too much time on my hands, and 2) I think that the -10 F degree temp outside causes the people of Minnesota to become the world's biggest nerds....?