I realize I am about to blow the cover that I had developed here of being a suave, hip .... nevermind, y'all know too much already. I am nerd, hear me roar. But that's okay. What's that saying, something about the geek shall inherit?
Saturday we nerded up hardcore to take a trip to Wizard World Comic Con. You may remember my previous geek outing, and this one topped it in that there was a whole group of us, all in costume.
|Bad picture quality, but here we have Black Widow, Black Queen, Punisher, Wolverine, Enchantress and yours truly as Dr. Jean Grey. Be jealous of our awesome.|
|Doesn't my beefcake husband make a fantastic Wolverine?|
There were a few celebs there, but I refused to pay $40 a pop for an autograph, even for people I'm a fan of, like CM Punk or Scott Bakula (he's probably still hoping that the next leap will be the leap home). I did catch a glimpse of both Joey Lawrence (wearing what I believe to be a women's v-neck, but I digress) and Luke Perry, sending my inner '90s child into a tailspin. And Luke got to meet Kevin Nash, who he pointed out was a wrestler long before he played a dancing stripper. Either way, good for you, Mr. Nash. Plus, I got some great goodies, including an awesome House Targaryen t-shirt, so I can rock my Game of Thrones love, sartorially.
And did I mention how hot my husband is?
|Gah, I love a man in metal ... or in this case, spray-painted acrylic.|