Domina Dea

Since I relocated to Atlanta in 2004 I’ve been aware of this event, Dragon*Con.   I have actually actively avoided Downtown Atlanta during the long Labor Day weekend, primarily because a bunch of geeks celebrating, World of Warcraft, SciFi fandom, and what I perceived to be a gamers orgy just didn’t appeal to me.  Seriously, four MAJOR hotels catering to these people? I think I’ll pass, thank you.

A very good friend of mine, Ms. Martha,  is vending this weekend at the ‘Con’. She generously offered me a pair of passes and encouraged me to come and at least check it out for a bit. It’s a short walk from my studio and Saturday morning, my SO, grimjacx (ironic, I know) headed over in time to watch the parade.  I spent much of the time asking, “who’s that supposed to be?”, though I did ‘get’ the classic Star Wars characters, most of the time I was beyond lost.  Following the parade we headed into the Marriott Marquee and wandered about… okay, wander is being generous, I heard an unconfirmed stat that there was approximately 50-70,000 people in attendance on Saturday, so it was more like squeezing  your way through the crowd.

The lobbies of the hotels are transformed into what can only best be described as a gigantic photo op. And for a damn good reason… Costumes! Amazing  Costumes.  Super heroes, SciFi characters, fairies, wizards, aliens, Ghost Busters, Hello Kitty themed Storm Troopers, Jedi Knights, Harry Potters, mad scientists, you name it, it was there.  And most of it, after grimjacx patiently explained it to me, I got.  But there was one trend I just don’t get… Steam Punk.  What the hell is that?  I’m mean seriously? If you know, will you tell me?  Only one thing came to mind as I saw them milling about, that terrible movie that was based on the TV show Wild-Wild-West.  The funky goggles, the gadgets and the like.

We headed home late in the afternoon, took a much needed break before changing into some appropriate fetish wear and headed back out for the night.  I in a full skirt and vested corset, grimjacx in jeans, leather chaps, tight tank and leather and chain harness.  We caught up with some friends and milled about, they, armed with a camera, posing with the different costumed party goers.  I was a little surprised when I was stopped on numerous occasions by folks asking permission to snap my photo.  I’m fairly certain it was the power of my ample cleavage that drew some attention.

We had so much fun that we went back today with grimjacx’s daughter, Miss “f”.  We sat in on a discussion panel featuring the cast of Buffy & Angel, spent some time enjoying the artist displays and took the time to meet the creators and illustrators  of a few comic books.

I am most certainly retuning next year, I’m already planning my costume, some sort of Dominatrix super hero!

News coverage  here , AJC gallery here Creative Loafing gallery here!

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