If you've ever wondered what I look like in a corset. Or in lipstick, for that matter.

[truepenny]

So irvingplace took photos of Wiscon 32, including a number which document the Spider Women of Queso Grande (matociquala, stillsostrange, cristalia, and me) invading the Tiptree auction on Saturday night and kidnapping the auctioneer (klages).

I believe this is me right after defeating Space Babe in hand-to-hand combat. Notice the demoness gleaming from my eyes (which match, as Bear pointed out, my corset. Also my lipstick.).

This is a marvelous picture of Bear.

As is this record of her "No shit there I was" face.

Space Babe triumphs.

We mourn our fallen leader.

The Spider Women (and the demoness) are skeptical but amused.

The Spider Women of Queso Grande perform a happy dance in proxy for Sharyn November.

Although not perfectly in focus, this may be my favorite picture of Bear's back-up singers.

I regret that there are no pictures of us presenting klages with the Cheesehead of Peace and Feminist Solidarity, but now I'm just being greedy.

And, unrelated to Spider Women, this is an excellent shot of elisem explaining how the Haiku Earring thing works.

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[mattador.livejournal.com]

Worse indeed. See, this is why I have to get published somewhere outside of campus and the Internet- so I can travel in these Hallowed Social Circles, XD.

Alternately, I suppose I could just spend a lot more time at Cons, offering to buy various and sundry writers a drink.