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Confessions of a Cosplayer

tumblr_nw0dei0kPx1uh48xoo1_500Time for another confession session.

I have been cosplaying for about two years now. While cosplay is a lot of fun, it’s not all flowing wigs and swishy capes.

I get pretty jealous when I see someone cosplay the same character as me, but way better. It makes me feel inferior by comparison. I don’t have enough money to buy quality cosplays, nor the skill to make my own to that level.

I am alright at sewing, but that is it. What really pisses me off though, is my sister was given a sewing machine a few years ago but never uses it. I have asked to borrow it and even have offered to buy it from her. She always refuses.


I hate my own hair with a burning passion, so I wear a wig at every opportunity. Even if I’m just watching an anime at home, chances are I’m wearing a wig. I would wear them to college, but my mum doesn’t let me.

Despite all of the body positivity posts in cosplay groups, I am extremely self-conscious of my weight. There are so many characters I would love to cosplay, but I feel like I am way too fat to do it. I feel cute when I cosplay until I see a photo of myself.

Then I feel down about my appearance for the rest of the day. In fact, I only feel good about myself when I am in cosplay. I hate everything about my appearance so I am a lot more confident when I look nothing like myself.


I am unbelievably picky when it comes to making a cosplay. I compare thousands of almost identical wigs for the one that is just the right shade and length. When it comes to the clothes I’m even worse.

To be fair, I do sort out my cosplays months in advance, but to do so I fret and freak out about something that won’t be used for another month at least.

I spend more time and money on picking out clothes for cosplay than I do for clothes I will wear on a daily basis.

I will admit, I like embarrassing my parents with cosplay. My Extended family, that haven’t seen for months are coming over? You bet I’ll be wearing a wig at the very least. I’m if feeling a bit more trollish, I might put on my full cosplay. Often I get forced to change and my mum is annoyed at me for the rest of the day or even a week. So worth it.


I once woke my little sister up at three in the morning to do my hair for a Hipster Belle cosplay. Yeah. If you know me in real life, you know I am terrible with hair. My sister, on the other hand, is great with fashion, make-up and hair styling.

So I pretty much stormed into her room and demanded her to do my hair. She still brings it up when we fight a year afterwards.

At my first cosplay meet, I let someone cut my wig. I have never regretted a cosplay decision so much. That wig is beyond saving. I didn’t have the heart to tell her, so I kept my mouth shut and said that I liked it. Cue the why the fuck you lying vine.



Growing up, Megan was that one kid at the back of class reading manga. Now, not much has changed except she started a blog. Basically, your typical geek (although she prefers the term Otaku)

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