Harry Potter 7.2: Lightning has struck!
Jul. 24th, 2011 02:20 amToday was Harry Potter Day! And it was awesome.
I met with friends from the debate club (who I'd seen just a few hours ago at a birthday party - one trainer's question at the debate seminar, "why do we debate?", R: "Because we don't have any friends" is clearly not true, at least not anymore xD) to watch the sixth and seventh movie at a friend's, with a huge comfortable couch and a big screen and lots and lots of food, and then we went to the cinema to watch the last one. So much fun.
And I was dressed up as Sybil Trelawney! A. and I talked about it at the birthday party, but I don't think I would have gone through with it if I hadn't seen Cosplay Fever: Raiser Your Glass this morning. Then I had to, of course.
I'd never done something like that before and I was mostly improvising. I had lots of bracelets, a colorful necklace and hairband, a purple shawl, half a crystal ball in a velvet box and, most importantly, big black glasses. The colors were wrong (too much blue) and Sybil would never wear jeans, but I thought I looked great, and it was so much fun! LB was embarrassed to be related to me, hehe.
A. dressed up as Luna, and she was brilliant: she has the perfect hair for it, colorful necklaces, a grape necklace, and earrings made from actual radishes! There are photographs, but I don't know who made them.
(We also painted a lightning scar on D.'s forehead. It took us three tries because he kept complaining our lightning bolt looked like a SS rune.)
It was the perfect atmosphere.
( Spoilers for the sixth and seventh movie )
( Spoilers for HP 7.2 )
Now of course I could reread the books and refresh my memory, but I don't think I want to just yet. I'm going to enjoy having the movies in my head for a while, and maybe I'll reread the books later. (Also it turned out I still know almost all of the details, years later. In debate club, I am known as the person who knows more than you want to know about fantasy books and all the Ancient pantheons and mythology - a big exaggeration, but wow, what a cool thought - but has no clue about African and Arab politics. This means that I do not know the last fifty years of history in Angola and Kuweit.)
If I were in the mood to read fic for it - strangely, I'm not, and I think it's partly because I don't trust HP fandom to write the stories I want to read - it would be epic Harry&Hermione, platonic soulmates, going on Adventures.
This was the last movie! The grand final. I'm still on that "I saw a great movie"-high. Will be going to bed right now and hopefully have great dreams about it.
ETA: Waking up an hour later vomiting on the carpet was much less fun. That's life.
I met with friends from the debate club (who I'd seen just a few hours ago at a birthday party - one trainer's question at the debate seminar, "why do we debate?", R: "Because we don't have any friends" is clearly not true, at least not anymore xD) to watch the sixth and seventh movie at a friend's, with a huge comfortable couch and a big screen and lots and lots of food, and then we went to the cinema to watch the last one. So much fun.
And I was dressed up as Sybil Trelawney! A. and I talked about it at the birthday party, but I don't think I would have gone through with it if I hadn't seen Cosplay Fever: Raiser Your Glass this morning. Then I had to, of course.
I'd never done something like that before and I was mostly improvising. I had lots of bracelets, a colorful necklace and hairband, a purple shawl, half a crystal ball in a velvet box and, most importantly, big black glasses. The colors were wrong (too much blue) and Sybil would never wear jeans, but I thought I looked great, and it was so much fun! LB was embarrassed to be related to me, hehe.
A. dressed up as Luna, and she was brilliant: she has the perfect hair for it, colorful necklaces, a grape necklace, and earrings made from actual radishes! There are photographs, but I don't know who made them.
(We also painted a lightning scar on D.'s forehead. It took us three tries because he kept complaining our lightning bolt looked like a SS rune.)
It was the perfect atmosphere.
( Spoilers for the sixth and seventh movie )
( Spoilers for HP 7.2 )
Now of course I could reread the books and refresh my memory, but I don't think I want to just yet. I'm going to enjoy having the movies in my head for a while, and maybe I'll reread the books later. (Also it turned out I still know almost all of the details, years later. In debate club, I am known as the person who knows more than you want to know about fantasy books and all the Ancient pantheons and mythology - a big exaggeration, but wow, what a cool thought - but has no clue about African and Arab politics. This means that I do not know the last fifty years of history in Angola and Kuweit.)
If I were in the mood to read fic for it - strangely, I'm not, and I think it's partly because I don't trust HP fandom to write the stories I want to read - it would be epic Harry&Hermione, platonic soulmates, going on Adventures.
This was the last movie! The grand final. I'm still on that "I saw a great movie"-high. Will be going to bed right now and hopefully have great dreams about it.
ETA: Waking up an hour later vomiting on the carpet was much less fun. That's life.