This. Because even with an ‘no harassment’ policy, there will still be creeper douchebags who think it’s perfectly okay to treat us like we’re something to be fondled/stared at/harasses/stalked/treated like crap. I’ve been treated that way at cons… not as much in recent years, but when cosplaying, I got it constantly. If I do more cosplay where any skin might be showing in the future, it won’t matter my age. I look young enough for the creepers to creep on me.
No matter how skin tight my costumes are, or how much skin is showing, I’m not a whore or slut (as I was called on Twitter last weekend when I mentioned cosplay with the #yesallwomen tag). I have a right to dress as I wish, costume or not, and feel safe. I don’t go so skimpy as to show things that could get me arrested for indecent exposure, never have. We need to teach these guys to respect women -ALL women- no matter how we’re dressed.
I went to Crypticon 2014 to be creeped out, not to be creeped on.
Ugh, I sort of hate starting this post off like that, because in many ways I really enjoyed my first time at Crypticon. Elisa and I went primarily to meet the Soska Sisters, the directors of American Mary, a horror movie I highly recommend for people interested in female-centric horror and with a strong stomach. (There’s a graphic sequence of rape and several of graphic gore, surgery, and torture. Fun!) I was hoping to meet Doug Jones too, but timing didn’t work out. But we got to meet the twins, with Elisa dressed as American Mary herself, and they were incredible:
They were sweet, kind, and generous with their time, not to mention eloquent in…
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