It all started with a text.
Joe: Hey, that foam you need to make armor. Can that be any color?
Me: Yeah. You just spray paint over it.
Joe: I have something for you to see.
Someone in our apartment complex had used EVA foam pieces to try to sound proof their walls (they were a music student) and they were throwing out all of their pieces. All of them. I ended up around 30 pieces of foam. If you’re wondering what that is, it’s this stuff.
I had been doing some research about armor material for cosplay. I had bought some of this and built a Loki helmet over the course of a weekend. Now, here I was, with a surplus of foam. What to build?
Having fallen in love with the movie Frozen, I decided to make a warrior Elsa costume. Not just Elsa in armor, but Elsa in armor that she forged out of ice herself. It all started with a chestplate design, a slab of ice that she would conjure up.
I carved it out of the foam, experimented with some cutting techniques and there it was. Just as I envisioned. More or less.
It wasn’t until three months later that it got its coat of paint.
And started to look bad ass.
With that as the center piece, I went to work on the other pieces. Shin guards were supposed to be ice spikes.
The vambraces followed suit with some snowy accessorizing.
Of course not. She needs something that makes more logical sense. A hammer. Freeze her enemies, then smash them to pieces.
The (near) final product.
There you have it. Ice warrior Elsa will be debuting at WonderCon in Anaheim in April. See you there.
Snow cones are a southern thing. Should that be a capital? A Southern thing? Yes. That looks more Paula Deen-ee.
When I first moved to Texas, the kids in class with me talked about snow cone stands. Which one was the best, which one was adequate, and which ones to avoid all together.
My Yankee brain didn’t understand this. What’s the big whup with snow cones? Any Northerner who has left a can of pop in the garage in January…homemade snow cone.
Now, ice cream. Ice cream I get and ice cream is something the North does right. I don’t care what your personal Southern ice creamery is, but I put it up against Sherman’s in South Haven, MI any day of the year.
Well, that’s my rant about snow cones. And that’s why I drew this picture (which is mostly traced from the Internet) for ice cream, not snow cones.
Bobby is Bobby Drake AKA Iceman from the X-men. I wish this was a t-shirt.
Before you think I’m fast and loose about handing out movie recommendations, I only write about movies that I like. I subscribe to the “if you don’t have anything nice to say” doctrine because why waste time on things I don’t like?
That being said, the obvious direction of this post is this: go see Frozen.
If it’s humanly possible, drop what you’re doing and go see it right now.
Honestly, I’m not kidding. Get up. Buy a ticket. Get to the theater. See this movie.
The rest of this post is spoilers.