my history with Carol Danvers
so ok time for a weird kinda sentimental post
for those who don’t know, I’m transgender (shocking, I know)
anyway, back in fall 2011 I was batting around the idea of going back to New York Comic Con. I wasn’t entirely sold on going, but one day before class I stopped by Toys R Us and grabbed a couple Marvel Universe figures that were on sale. I got Thanos, Doctor Doom, and of course, Ms. Marvel, in her classic 70’s outfit.
I came up with this crazy idea. What if I cosplayed her? I had this fondness for her character that I couldn’t really explain, especially since I wasn’t that into comics at the time. What I was looking for wasn’t just a new costume, but also a role model, I guess. I’d never done a cosplay that was completely form-fitting before, for obvious reasons. This would be a challenge. This would be a chance for me to prove myself. And, with my friend’s help in making the costume, I did it. I totally did it.
(picture from New York Comic-Con, 2011)
despite a couple things being uncomfortable (namely those boots), I felt, well, strong in that costume. I felt confident. I didn’t feel self-conscious. It was pretty awesome. The costume has gone through a couple upgrades since then…
but it’s become a mainstay of my cosplay wardrobe.
Needless to say, when Carol finally took on the Captain Marvel mantle (something I wanted her to take on the secondI took an interest in her) and her popularity exploded, I was extremely happy. Seeing everyone sharing their love for Carol and looking up to her the way I do makes me feel like I’m a part of something big, and I am.
So thank you, Carol, and thank you, Carol Corps, for being so damn awesome.
(did any of this make sense? i hope it made sense.)
