Once upon a time, I was an idiot. I was an incredibly nervous and shy cosplayer until after I took a class in acting at my university (nothing will break you of stage fright like a drag performance lip-synching to T.M. Revolution’s AQUALOVERS—for a grade). You know those cosplayers they talk about who don’t eat, don’t drink, and pass out backstage before the masquerade? I was almost that cosplayer every single time because I was too nervous to eat and the thought of convention food, as unappetizing as it already is, made me really queasy.
But then, there was cantaloupe.
Cantaloupe broke the spell. It was at the George R. Brown Convention Center in Houston for Oni-Con 2007, and I was dressed as Endrance from .hack//G.U. and doing my usual half passing-out thing around mid-afternoon, and both my sister and mamaesme weren’t having any of it.
Or, as mamaesme put it, “You eat or your mom will kill me, and thus no more giggle time.” (You’d have to ask her as to what that exactly means.)
After that, I somehow didn’t get struck by lightning, so I got used eating while in costume. But if you find convention food either entirely gross, a little too pricey, or you have dietary restrictions, consider either getting groceries beforehand or bringing along a cooler and going grocery shopping once you’re in the city. I’m a vegetarian, so I’m speaking from experience. No matter how, please eat.
(Since then, I’ve gotten way too comfortable with being in costume. I’ve slept in hotel beds, sheets and all, in both of my Dissidia Kuja costumes. But that’s another story.)