“Are you Blonde Belle?” (no.)

Let’s go back to an earlier, simpler time. Fall of 2014. The Frozen craze is at its height. I’m going to Not So Scary, and do I have the time to make Elsa’s ice gown? Or her coronation gown? Absolutely not, I’m a procrastinator. So I settle for young Elsa.

(Source: Britt Myers Art)

I was already off to a pretty good start. I had a Forever 21 blouse in the correct color with the correct collar already, plus I had white gloves, white tights, a black headband, and a pale blonde Arda wig (from my yet-to-be-completed Alice in Wonderland cosplay). I also swapped out the black ballet flats for my black Seychelles Gallium ankle boots. Pretty much I was just looking at the dress.

I used a navy knit from my stash from the bodice; using a knit meant I could eliminate the zipper, and the fit was a lot more comfortable and forgiving. I pretty much just cut rectangles and pinned and stitched until it was a good fit. Originally the skirt was made out of the same knit, but it was too dark and too heavy, so I pulled a medium blue cotton from my stash and made a simple dirndl skirt (plus pockets- you always need pockets, especially for Not So Scary.

Elsa’s dress has a lot of really beautiful embroidery, but did I mention that I’m a procrastinator?

I ended up bringing my Elsa Disney Animator’s Collection doll to Joann’s with me so I could match her embroidery to embroidered ribbon. That’s right, I was that crazy lady walking around in public with a doll. But in the end, I found a great scalloped black trim for the hem, a pretty burgundy satin ribbon, and two kinds of embroidered ribbon in the right colors. Worth it, I guess? Oh, and I also used a navy satin ribbon as a sash.

The floral shape on the bodice turned out to be a nightmare. Originally I cut the petals from fabric and I planned to satin stitch them on as appliques. My sewing machine, it turns out, did not agree. At the last second, I used black fabric paint and traced around the edges; it simulated a stitched edge while also attaching the petals to the bodice. It’s not great, and I fully plan on changing it at some point in the future, but it could be a lot worse.

(Speaking of a lot worse, I hadn’t learned about wig caps. As such, the wig situation was a mess the whole night. Yikes.)

The only real downside to this cute, comfortable, on-trend costume…was that no one knew who I was. All night people asked me if I was blonde Anna or blonde Belle. What a let down. At least Anna and Elsa knew who I was.

All in all, I call this one a win. I really want to pull it out again at some point, especially since my sister is getting me the Sir Jorgenbjorgen plush for Christmas this year. Or maybe I’ll be crazy and remake the whole thing.

Do you want to build a snowman?

this is the story of how I died

So real talk. I was so excited about my young Elsa dress (clearly). I put a lot of effort in it in a very short amount of time and I love how it turned out.

Nobody knew who I was.

Most people called me “Blonde Anna” or “Blonde Belle.”

I was actually a bit upset.

But we went to see Anna and Elsa.

I walked in and Elsa wasn’t with anyone yet, so she was smiling to everyone coming in, and when she saw me she paused and then smiled really big and I was like “OH BOY” and for some reason got both excited and scared. I’m a mess.

Well, I go up to see Anna first, and she stopped, stared at me, screamed “ELSA!!!”, and then she GRABBED ME BY MY HANDS AND STARTED SPINNING ME IN CIRCLES.

I am not nearly as graceful, so I just sort of clumped around, grinning like an idiot, and then realized that crap I am probably going to bounce my wig right off my head. Which meant that when Anna stopped and said super happily “you look just like my sister Elsa did when she was little!” I ended up blurting out “but I’m not really blonde and I might bounce my hair off!” like an awkward weirdo.

I am still mad at myself for saying that. I’m stupid. Hopefully Anna didn’t think I was stupid. She just laughed. I’m scared it came out as a yell.

So then the rest of the meet and greet I was mentally yelling at myself for being a weirdo, but Anna was just so sweet and so happy to see me and gave me like twelve huge hugs and I just want to say thank you and sorry for being an awkward weirdo.

And then when we walked over to Elsa, Anna shouted “Elsa, she looks just like you when you were little!” and Elsa was super happy and told me it was like looking in a mirror and chatted with me for a little bit, and then she asked me about gloves, and she told me not conceal anymore, so I said I would take off my gloves just for her and she was like “yes, you should do that.” And when we left she gave me a big hug and said “goodbye, little Elsa” and I thought my face was going to split in two, I was smiling so hard.

So the pictures of me are not very flattering, what with me smiling like a derp and my wig nearly bounced off, and I was super awkward and shy with my interactions, but oh my goodness, those ladies totally made my night.

I kind of want to do another Not So Scary as young Elsa for a couple of reasons:

-I want daylight pictures of my costume.

-I still haven’t gotten a pumpkin spice waffle sundae.

-I’m going to buy a damn wig cap and strap that wig to my head like I’m going out of the atmosphere.

-I’m going to smile like a human in pictures.

-I FORGOT TO TELL ANNA I WANT TO BUILD A SNOWMAN.

So who wants to come with me??