I went to San Diego last weekend for Comic-Con International (Nerd-Fest 2014). Here are my take-aways.
- Dressing up is totally worth it. It’s a weird combination of public humiliation and your 15 minutes of fame. We posed for dozens of pictures and Archer fans treated us like we were part of a secret club.
- Walking around a convention in 5-inch heels for four hours requires taking precautions to avoid injury causing you to limp around like an asshole for the five days following the convention.
- I did not take appropriate precautions.
- As my friend pointed out (I don’t have permission to use her name on my blog so we’ll just call her Cameron Diaz), “looking that hot kinda makes the pain worth it, though.”
- Cameron went as Buffy but never had her stake in her hand so she apparently just passed for your average, I-wear-leather-pants-in-the-middle-of-summer-in-San-Diego convention-goer.
- Dress your dog in a matching Superman costume and you are a rockstar.
- It is possible to get sick of hearing people call out “danger zone!” when you walk by.
- Like Halloween, some women seem to use these conventions as an excuse to wear as little as humanly possible.
- They do not serve alcohol in the convention center.
- They should serve alcohol in the convention center.