How long have you and Erik been together and how did you meet? :)
I have answered this before but I can do it again because it's a -really- funny story.
We met for the first time at UppCon.08. I was 16 at that time, I think. UC08 was my second con ever and I was cosplaying Suiseiseki from Rozen Maiden. It was a shitty ass costume but it was my first real sewing project and I was so -damn proud- over it.
Anyway, so at the day for the cosplay competition, me and maybe seven other cosplayers have been grouped together to wait in a room for our turn to be interviewed by the judges. We're all pretty nervous.
One girl turns to me and looks at my watering pot, which is part of my costume, and says "Oh, that's a lovely watering pot!". I was, as I said, sixteen at that time, and when I was sixteen I would respond to a compliment with "Omg it's noooooot it's so uuuuugly" because fuck being able to take comments.
So, then all of a sudden this random dude (dressed as Rem from Death Note) turns around and butts into our conversation. He says "Oh, you were the girl who posted on the UppCon forums about a watering pot, right? You needed advice on which paint to use?".
I am already pretty pissed at this guy for interrupting this girl's fawning over my damn gorgeous watering pot, but I turn around and grin at him, lifting my watering pot so that he can see how absolutely STUNNING it is. "Yeah but I solved it, and it turned out okay!" (16-y.o. me is modest like shit trying to fish for compliments). So then, I expect him to do what everyone else had done during that convention when I neglected a compliment; go "OOOOH NO it's BEAUTIFUL don't just say okay!".
Only he didn't. He said; "Yeah it looks okay."
Okay? OKAY!? I PUT MY SOUL INTO THAT DAMN WATERING POT. Tell you what I was so mad I started boiling, so I just turned around and started sulking (16-y.o. me was very mature) and decided on that spot that I hated that damn Death Note idiot. I quickly started trashtalking him to my closest friends, because 16-y.o. me was a little bitch.
So fast forward. About two month after the con, I'm in a meeting with some other organizers working to build a convention in Jönköping (that's right, this is when KultCon started to happen). All of a sudden the chairman says that she's invited a new member to the group, that he's a skilled cosplayer and has a lot of con experience. He also lives here in Jönköping. I got excited, of course, more cosplayers in Jönköping!
But then fucking Erik walked in that door. And even though I hated him for like two months, I actually found out that he was a really nice guy (even though I had been hating him for almost half a year). We became fast friends, and started hanging out with each other. On February 2:nd 2009 we became a couple.
It's almost five years since then, and when I remember how that little bitch 16-y.o. me acted I feel so ashamed, haha. What can I say, I was an idiot and look where it led me :)
We met for the first time at UppCon.08. I was 16 at that time, I think. UC08 was my second con ever and I was cosplaying Suiseiseki from Rozen Maiden. It was a shitty ass costume but it was my first real sewing project and I was so -damn proud- over it.
Anyway, so at the day for the cosplay competition, me and maybe seven other cosplayers have been grouped together to wait in a room for our turn to be interviewed by the judges. We're all pretty nervous.
One girl turns to me and looks at my watering pot, which is part of my costume, and says "Oh, that's a lovely watering pot!". I was, as I said, sixteen at that time, and when I was sixteen I would respond to a compliment with "Omg it's noooooot it's so uuuuugly" because fuck being able to take comments.
So, then all of a sudden this random dude (dressed as Rem from Death Note) turns around and butts into our conversation. He says "Oh, you were the girl who posted on the UppCon forums about a watering pot, right? You needed advice on which paint to use?".
I am already pretty pissed at this guy for interrupting this girl's fawning over my damn gorgeous watering pot, but I turn around and grin at him, lifting my watering pot so that he can see how absolutely STUNNING it is. "Yeah but I solved it, and it turned out okay!" (16-y.o. me is modest like shit trying to fish for compliments). So then, I expect him to do what everyone else had done during that convention when I neglected a compliment; go "OOOOH NO it's BEAUTIFUL don't just say okay!".
Only he didn't. He said; "Yeah it looks okay."
Okay? OKAY!? I PUT MY SOUL INTO THAT DAMN WATERING POT. Tell you what I was so mad I started boiling, so I just turned around and started sulking (16-y.o. me was very mature) and decided on that spot that I hated that damn Death Note idiot. I quickly started trashtalking him to my closest friends, because 16-y.o. me was a little bitch.
So fast forward. About two month after the con, I'm in a meeting with some other organizers working to build a convention in Jönköping (that's right, this is when KultCon started to happen). All of a sudden the chairman says that she's invited a new member to the group, that he's a skilled cosplayer and has a lot of con experience. He also lives here in Jönköping. I got excited, of course, more cosplayers in Jönköping!
But then fucking Erik walked in that door. And even though I hated him for like two months, I actually found out that he was a really nice guy (even though I had been hating him for almost half a year). We became fast friends, and started hanging out with each other. On February 2:nd 2009 we became a couple.
It's almost five years since then, and when I remember how that little bitch 16-y.o. me acted I feel so ashamed, haha. What can I say, I was an idiot and look where it led me :)
