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| A few of our closest friends at New York Comic Con 2013 |
It took me almost thirty days to recover and digest my first New York City Comic Con (NYCC). The sensory overload was epic; it’s still flowing through me now. The overabundance of mental and visual stimuli was like nothing I had ever experienced.
The Cosplay (the art or practice of wearing costumes to portray characters from fiction, especially from manga, animation, and science fiction) alone was enough to leave your head spinning. With approximately 700 exhibitors in attendance, you found yourself lost in aisle after aisle of comic books (vintage and new), video games (one hall was filled to the max as crowds watched two expert gamers battle it out); television and film industry exhibits, pop culture paraphernalia that you didn’t know existed and suddenly found yourself wanting—and eventually buying. It was all truly a spectacle to behold, a celebration of everything geek.
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