Cosplay is essentially the act of dressing up and becoming your favorite character from comics, TV, movies, literature or animation. Many people out there put not only their hard earned money into this but also a tremendous amount of their time and love into their intricately designed costumes. My only real Con experience before my sojourn to New York this past weekend has been with a smaller con held in Miami every year called Florida Supercon. At Supercon it’s mostly kids dressed up in store bought costumes but there was always a handful of people with really great ones. At New York Comic Con? It was more the opposite, there were a handful of kids with store bought costumes and mostly a lot of people who really put forth the effort to become that character.
I passed by groups dressed as their favorite incarnation of Doctor Who, there were dozens of Spider-Men, Deadpools who in turn were dressed up as Deadpool cosplaying someone else, Doctor Dooms rolled the halls along with a dozen Harley Quinns armed for battle. What I began to IMMEDIATELY notice however, was that these cosplayers were being stopped for photos just as much as the writers, artists, and celebrities that happened to be roaming the hallways. Towards the end of the afternoon I pulled up some floor out of the way and soon enough a group of girls sat not far away. One of them in particular was dressed as a female version of Mortal Kombat’s Scorpion. Her costume was impeccable from her hair and contacts in her eyes, to the suit she wore and her boots. This girl looked like she really could shoot a harpoon out of her hand and tell someone to “Get Over Here!”
The group of girls all looked exhauasted, as many of the others sitting in the area did. A Con this size takes a tole on someone wearing sneakers, I don’t know how a girl in boots with heels was going to be faring any better. She went to sit down, which was no easy feat in those shoes, and as soon as she hit the floor she was approached by someone who asked for a picture. Her friends kind of chuckled and she sighed a bit but enthusiastically replied “Sure!” She got back to her feet, posed with the guy as the picture was taken, got a thank you and that was it. Before she had a chance to even sit this time, she was approached again for another photo. She happily agreed and again posed with the guy.
More or less this went on for several minutes before she was finally able to sit and rest. By the end of this little round of pictures, she had taken several, attempted to sit a few times, and had all but lost her enthusiasm as one guy (who hopefully worked for a website or paper and wasn’t just taking pictures) snapped several shots of her just standing there without even asking. I came to realize at NYCC that cosplaying not only means you’re dressed up for you, but for others as well. People are going to stop you for photos, they really have no idea how long you’ve been doing it for the day, how many times you’ve been stopped or asked, or anything like that. Sadly, some don’t even bother to ask. No, I don’t think I will EVER cosplay at a Con after this weekend. The better your costume the more you get stopped. For a guy like me, with such a short amount of patience, that would probably lead to a total mental breakdown.
Cosplay is not in the cards for this guy, no matter how good the idea or costume is.
Special thanks to Stacey for allowing us to use some of her pictures, credit to the photographers is listed in the captions below the photos. For more of Stacey’s awesome cosplay work and all around amazing pictures head over to www.facebook.com/staceyrebeccaaltmodel!
(NOTE: Nicole pointed out to me that this is why you go multiple days and only cosplay a few days. I reject her reality and substitute my own!)