Your friendly neighborhood Hateball plans his year around Comicon. There. I said it. Come January, I start telling my clients to expect outages in July. Feb and March is the hotel/plane ticket truffle shuffle. April/May is spent alternatingly celebrating the birth of the Easter Bunny and hounding Brian Ewing about booth details, release schedules, and other general ducks-in-a-row-edness. May June is spent getting my OWN shit together on whatever giveaway I’m doing for my other job, and then, well, July is spent waiting. Stalled. On the side of the road. Waiting for those fateful 5 days in the SD heat, rubbing nuts to butts with all the other mouth breathers.

But! Don’t be fooled. No matter what your girl or my girl or anybody else’s real-life girlfriend tells you (as, I have never heard a girl that I actually know ever admit that some other girl that nobody knows—in costume or otherwise—is actually pretty, looks good, is worth looking at, etc. But still) there are some awesome lady sights down Comicon way. I don’t know if you’ve ever noticed or not (I’m sure Caffeine Powered has), but: most characters a girl would want to dress up as have some pretty scant fashions. Some hotness. Some tightness. And of course, there’s always the scathing radness of her dudefriend and/or walking buddy.

So, as was the case last year, this is my homage to Comicon ladies. Some gems I’ve snapped in prior years, if only to encourage you—O loyal order of the Bloglin—to come down, post up, and don’t be too weird about it.

Incidentally, if you read this AND you go there, I’d love to shake hands with yas. I’ll be at booth #433 hanging with the likes of the one and only Mr. Brian Ewing, with frequent yet unpredictable appearances made by the Buff Monster. If you’re nice, and you tell me how utterly suave and sophisticated you find my writing—and by proxy, ME—to be, I might give you some swag. Or at least a hi-five. Or, incidentally, if you’re really pretty, I might ask you to stand next to one of my friends so I can take a picture of you that I will then write about next year. META-that.

Buncha photos after the jump.

That’s not just a girl who LOOKS like Tiffany Taylor, friends. That IS Ms. Tiffany Taylor. Win. I’m pretty sure only dudes who were just getting brave enough to buy playboys in 95-96 know who she is. Which is like, everybody with money at Comicon.

You know, now that I look at this, these people look like ACTUAL siblings, do they not?

These people were designed to dress like this. (Also seen here with black Spider Jerusalem. Woot!)

Buff Monster working his magic. I think he was standing on a pool table.

See lead image. TWO!? awesome costumes in the same year? You lady, are the tight clothes MVP.

I am a slave to the power of death.

Um, yes.

Buff and a really hot Baroness.

Nothing says Comicon like half-naked girls covered in blood.

This one was sort of difficult to explain to Mrs. Hateball

More than you’ll never know…

- Hateball