girlnavy collins back at it again...
and this time, their stomach's horrible, from supper.
(get it? it's a zombie/undead look...)
tummy trouble is painfully relatable considering all of my recent health shit...LMFAOOOOO
shoutout to my amazing partner for being a darling and a cheerleader while taking photos of me at the cemetery, and shoutout to the little corner of the internet that i've found that has been so damn sweet and supportive of this cosplay.
as a creative that struggles with c-ptsd, and a trauma-informed professional/advocate, Second Master Collins is a character from The Terror that is oh so near and dear to my heart. the archival research i've done so far on the very real person that was Henry Foster Collins has, honestly, only solidified that feeling (holding the space for nuance re: contributing to imperialism and colonialism, of course). being able to thrust all of that energy into my first legitimate cosplay has been such a damn treat. so thankful for the kindness from y'all that i've received during the process.
i'll create a more proper write-up about making the helmet later, but for now:
happy end to collinsween!!! xoxo, sailors. MWAH.