Nazgrrls were a success. Nine of us dressed up in custom black velvet dresses, crowns and cloaks and wondered the con. We looked good. Some people were clued into the Lord of the Rings enough when they saw we were Nine in cloaks, they made the leap themselves from Nazguls (Ring Wraiths) to Nazgrrls and then cracked up laughing. Others needed to be told “Nazgrrls” before they folded in half from laughter. Others needed to be taken from Lord of the Rings-Ring Wraiths also known as Nazguls-Nazgrrls before the light dawned in their eyes.

One woman found eight of us in the Cafe and said that we were the best group costume she has seen in 12 years. There was some wonderful feed back. Once we found a hall costume judge (we think they were in hiding), we even got a hall costume award.

I also wore my Goth tennis outfit with a little red racket, very very short leather-like skirt and hello kitty skull and cross bones spanky pants. That suck a hit with one friend he told me to be sure I bring it to Comic Con.

Later that night I wore my new black chiffon skirt which is very short in front and goes to the floor in the back. It frames my legs nicely. I think it is probably the most complementary style for my frame possible. I wore it with a black strapless top and the chiffon sleeves from the Nazgrrls outfit. I got a lot of wonderful attention including two guys that were my height in my tallest heels.

I got to see many people that I enjoy seeing. The energy at the con was low. Not much happened. That was fine for me because that allowed me room to make my own fun. I made it to one and a half panels and spent the rest of the time talking with people.

I am finding now that I am sticking my head out of my hermit mode, life is trying to take off at full tilt. There have only been a few things I have minded missing for the last couple of months, but starting last week, there is so much. I want start slowly, not enter at a full tilt.