As I’m sure the 2 of you who religiously read my blog already know (hi, mom!) , I’m working on a Quidditch costume with my friend Kim. We have about 2 months to get everything sketched, trialed, and finalized. That means I kicked things off by downloading every high-resolution photo of Quidditch I can get my hands on. Then, because there aren’t too many of those, I spent an evening casting Immobulus on my TV at opportune moments. I’m not sure it will ever fully recover.
My friend Kim and I are working on some quidditch costumes – never mind that we’re about 15 years too late to be on trend. I’ve been doing a deep internet dive for good photos of the Nimbus 2000 since we’re both huge fans of this specific Harry Potter broom. The handle shape and visible wood grain is just spot-on. Plus the curve of those bristles is lovely. Just see:
Draco Malfoy’s Nimbus 2001, although supposedly superior in the Harry Potter books, is a lot more plain in the movies – straight handle, bulkier bristles – and not nearly as appealing:
Our children have been growing up, as children tend to do. When our kidlets were very small I kept tiny fingers out of my projects by putting them on the table, out of reach. This worked for a bit, but soon they could peer over the table top – what interesting goodies – or climb on chairs to reach shiny objects.
Phase two was the guest room. I’d push the bed aside to make room for whatever I was working on if it needed to be left out. What they don’t see is less of a temptation, right? Out of sight, out of mind? Sort of.
The year my father turned 70 I knew I wanted something over-the-top for his birthday gift. This is the tale of how I made a scale(ish) model of the skyway sign from Back To The Future and knocked his socks right off.
By now I’m assuming that you know I have this thing for Back To The Future (I might have mentioned it before in my sweet hoverboard costume post). But did you know that my dad gets the same grin on his face if you bring up Back To The Future?
When I was young my mom would spend a few weekends a year away at teacher’s conferences. This left 3 girls home alone with dad. Being the model parent that he is, the first thing we did Friday after school was head over to Blockbuster to rent several VHS tapes and a VCR. Crazy, right?
It was late February when Kim mentioned that the cast of Back To The Future would be at the Calgary Expo. I spent the evening poring over the Expo website, checking ticket prices and schedules (there might also have been a bit of squealing). Not only would the cast be there, but Doc Brown (the inestimable Christopher Lloyd) was going to posing for fan photographs with a DeLorean. I was hooked.
Herein began a 2-month race to the finish for my first con/cosplay. I’d always been a bit envious of Kim and her costumed shenanigans each spring, and now it was my turn – featuring my favorite trilogy of all time.
The next day I kicked off costume planning. After my husband Jer volunteered to dress up with me (he doesn’t even like dressing up, best husband ever) and we got the kids in on it, I knew we had a big job ahead.
The first question was who to dress up as? Marty and Jennifer from the 80s? George and Lorraine at the Enchantment Under The Sea dance? Marty’s kids from the future? Or our final choice – Griff’s gang from 2015. Jer and I have always had a thing for hoverboards and the cheesy futuristic tech in the second movie, so it was an easy sell.