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SDCC, WonderCon Coverage

Wednesday, 29 July 2015 00:00 Jennifer Devore
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Okay, kittens. Comic-Con is now truly a fait accompli. The turquoise nail polish has finally been removed, my Lucy Van Pelt dress has been laundered and tucked away neatly in the costume trunk, and my official SDCC 2015 Souvenir Book with has been shelved in the office with all previous years' publications.

For those whom attend, the memories of San Diego Comic-Con (SDCC), or any Con, never truly fade. Even as years pass, and, perhaps, specifics get cataloged into the wrong Con, the people, adventures, and costumes, never leave our mushy, grey databases. For those whom don't attend, or for those free moments you have and wish to relive it all, I present to you Dr. Lucy's Famous Con Slideshow!


For more of Dr. Lucy's magical Canon, including past Comic-Cons, WonderCons, Renaissance Faires and even some kick-ass surf-and-skate pix, visit her Flickr page at Twisted Pair Photography.

For more of Moi, Miss Hannah Hart ghostdame of The Del (a.k.a. authoress Jennifer Susannah Devore) please, visit me here:








Monday, 20 July 2015 00:00 Jennifer Devore
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Cheers, kittens! Miss Hannah Hart here. Rested and refreshed after one pip of a week at San Diego Comic-Con 2015 (SDCC) with my cohort Dr. Lucy and her trusty, steampunk-driven Canon EOS. Now, a little bluebird at SyFy told me Comic-Con "was a lot less packed and crazy this year". From my end, as a Con floor-worm, I say, "Nay! It was a lot more packed and crazy this year!" Fret not though, dear reader! Dr. Lucy and I endured it all, just for you, and this year, sharpened our focus on what matters most: the artist.

Regardless of what some insiders claim, we mere floor-worms find, year over year, SDCC gets bigger and bigger, creeping incrementally beyond the Convention Center and Gaslamp parameters: what San Diego Mayor Kevin Faulconer calls the Comic-Con Campus. Like a pair of small Lululemons on a big girl, it keeps expanding until the seams are ready to split and pretty soon all you can see are wide swaths of fleshy bits and strained thread.

As the popularity of SDCC (S.D. Convention Center 9 - 12, 2015) grows, it remains, especially amongst the uninitiated, a circus, a freakshow, a curiosity to be ogled: like a strip club in the Bible Belt.

Thursday, 09 July 2015 12:50 Jennifer Devore
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Kids, you've spent time in Vegas and you understand the polar difference between Vegas at nighttime, and Vegas in the daylight. Vegas at nighttime is a wild, weird good time full of sensory overload from which it oft takes a good week to recover. Vegas in the daylight, notably the early-morning, is unnervingly tame. Depending on the state in which the previous night left you, daytime in the desert oasis can prove almost too serene, with nothing to distract you from the headaches, blurry vision and all those pix and oh-so-deep musings you wish you hadn't posted. Except for the inner panic of Who the hell's spurs are these?!, daytime Vegas air is clear, sound levels are blessedly stilled and the culling and deletion of most photos has proved successful, mostly.

Preview Night at SDCC 2015 was essentially early-morning Vegas: placid and tranquil, yet with a whiff of the circus, (and who knows what pix?) to come. Soon, it would be Thursday, Day 1 of 4, and the noise levels would skyrocket, the crowds would bloat, the senses would fry and the silent screams of inner panic, upon seeing lines for Ballroom 20 -William Shatner reading aloud-, and Hall H -AMC's Fear the Walking Dead panel-, would begin to rise in earnest.

Tuesday, 30 June 2015 19:51 Jennifer Devore
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If you've been suffering through San Diego's muggy, monsoonal vestiges this past week (Gracias, Hurricane Carlos), have patience; the discomfort is nearing its end. Although, today doled out some Virginia-style, late-afternoon, wicked summer thunderstorms. Of course, it's actually been better along the water, kids: currently 79 at Lindbergh Field with 73% humidity.

If you were smart, or dead, you could be haunting the Hotel del Coronado with Dr. Lucy and Moi. It's just kicky! Pools, beaches, bars, boutiques. Then again, we can't all be jazzy ghostdames living in a seaside, Victorian hotel. Now, for you other San Diego locals, and anyone headed to America's Finest City next week for San Diego Comic-Con 2015 (SDCC), fret not; our own Anchorman Ron Burgundy swears the 90-degree days with 90% humidity are all but gone and promises a dry high of just 74, along the water. (Adios, Carlos!)

SDCC (S.D. Convention Center, July 9-12, 2015) is back and if you're one of the lucky mooks with a badge, wilkommen! The annual Badge Quest is a hard-fought battle of Kroth. Year after year complaints get louder and stronger about the bonkers mindf@#& involved with gaining entry. To be fair to Comic-Con Int'l (CCI), they can't help being the prettiest girl at the country club dance and they seem to make great effort to ensure a fair event for all. After all, they must not only accommodate the masses, but the San Diego Fire Marshal. A string bikini can only hold so much flesh: ditto for the S.D. Convention Center.

Sunday, 12 April 2015 11:22 Jennifer Devore
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After-hours at any comic convention can get weird. Saturday night at WonderCon 2015 found our Wednesday Addams in quite the weird situation, indeed.

Sure, her doll, Marie Antoinette, has no head, but she's always had legs. So, as Wednesday sat at Mix Bar in the Anaheim Hilton, imbibing with good friends and fam, and felt a sudden thunk land on her boots, she realized la pauvre Marie's legs had dropped right out from under her petticoats.


What to do? Fixez ses jambes, bien-sûr!




C'est ca. La Reine Antoinette, elle n'a plus des jambes.

Special thanks to fellow Spooky Girl Beki Lane, of friendship and Rotten Tomatoes notoriety, for having the wherewithal to set down her G and T, grab her phone and chronicle the step-by-step demise of La Reine Antoinette's metal-hinged legs.


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