After the pride parade, Carmen St. Cloud and I decided to ask Black Mariah if we could stage kitten for a cartoon-themed show she was producing. I had already planned on going to Toons N Tease, but helping out would be a lot of fun. Mariah not only said "yes", but she also had a spectacular costume idea.
Earlier I had posted on the facebook event page that I wish I had a Sailor Mars costume because Sailor Moon was my favorite Saturday morning cartoon growing up. In fact, my nine-year-old self had sketched out plans for a Sailor Mars costume that sadly never came to fruition (even after I became a cosplayer). Carmen had a Sailor Moon wig and a dress similar to the character's so Mariah asked us if we wanted to be Sailor Moon and Mars for her show. There was no doubt what our answers would be.
The costumes she ordered came with the accessories so that save me from stressing out over how to make a tiara. I did, however, need red pumps. I thought they would be easy to find, but having small but wide feet is as inconvenient as the small band size + large cup size combo in bra shopping. Thankfully Payless had a pair that fit (and were cheap), but since I found them the morning of the show, I forgot that I'm half a size smaller there. I didn't notice until my foot kept slipping out when I walked off the stage, but they still worked (and I was able to exchange for the correct size later on).
As everyone was getting ready, Carmen and I went over our characters' signature poses. The dancers advised me to start introducing myself by my stage name. It seems like common sense, but when a lot of people in the community call you by your real name, making the switch is a bit tricky. Since we had a bit of downtime, Carmen and I went to go catch up with some old friends and wish Appaloosa Red a happy birthday.
Being a stage kitten has taught me to think on my feet. I used to put a lot of pressure on myself to clean up quickly and get everything set up perfectly on the first try. However, as prepared as we try to be, things pop up last minute, and I'm learning that it's okay to get a little help from fellow kitten, the emcee, and the dancers themselves. When all else fails, shake your butt. Many thanks to everyone who gave me a hand, a minute, or a thumbs up. Small gestures help when I get a little insecure.
After the show, we joined the birthday girl, along with the rest of the Fangirls: Dames of the Round Table, and got Fuzzy's Tacos from next door. It was fun seeing the surprised reactions of restaurant-goers. Growing up, I thought I was the only kid who knew about Sailor Moon. I was pleasantly surprised to hear how people were thrilled to see their childhood cartoon characters come to life and to learn that Jerry Fedora came across the series before it crossed over the States. Giving people joy is the best thing about both cosplay and burlesque, and I'm glad I was able to contribute. What made it even better was having my childhood cosplay dream finally come true.