I’ve never had so much courage to dress up as my favorite character in real life… even if I wanted it so bad. Except the stage. On stage I can be anyone, from a bride in a bloody dress to a rocker in a revealing outfit. Please don’t ask me to explain how this works.

New York teaches me to be open to everything, to be part of it, or at least strive for free self-expression without regard to the judgment of others.

And the Comic Con is the right place to be taught.