This weekend, I can honestly say, was the best weekend of my life.
Even if I blistered my feet from wearing my boots for so long, I got to meet my inspiration of 3+ years, Vic Mignogna. He came to our small convention in Indiana, and he was an absolute joy. There was a line every day stretched around hotel walls, waiting to meet him. Your time was limited, but it was worth it. He taught me a lot about life, not taking anything for granted, and doing what makes me happy. For the record, I started heavily sobbing as soon as I walked up to the signing table, and he told me not to cry, that everything was alright, and when he embraced me in those warm, happy arms, It was like he was telling me I was perfect. I was one of the last people in line, and he still wasn’t a jerk, even if he was tired from seeing over 100 people already, it was like every person was a new experience. I showed him my sketch book and he asked to look through my art, and told me I was talented, amazing even. it was like he was looking at professional work. he exclaimed, “Just look at this! This is amazing!”, He was the sweetest man I’ve ever met. And even though I was bawling into his shoulder from meeting my hero, he didn’t turn me away, he didn’t disrespect me, and he was nothing but pure happy sugar. I can’t even believe one would believe some of the rumors that are spread about him. Not when he acted so amazing to me. Not when I was an incoherent mess, and he was able to calm me down and tell me how beautiful I was, and that he wanted me to keep drawing. Like it was for him, a favor almost. He taught me how to be happy in a matter of days, something I haven’t been able to do in a long while.

This weekend, I can honestly say, was the best weekend of my life.
Even if I blistered my feet from wearing my boots for so long, I got to meet my inspiration of 3+ years, Vic Mignogna. He came to our small convention in Indiana, and he was an absolute joy. There was a line every day stretched around hotel walls, waiting to meet him. Your time was limited, but it was worth it. He taught me a lot about life, not taking anything for granted, and doing what makes me happy. For the record, I started heavily sobbing as soon as I walked up to the signing table, and he told me not to cry, that everything was alright, and when he embraced me in those warm, happy arms, It was like he was telling me I was perfect. I was one of the last people in line, and he still wasn’t a jerk, even if he was tired from seeing over 100 people already, it was like every person was a new experience. I showed him my sketch book and he asked to look through my art, and told me I was talented, amazing even. it was like he was looking at professional work. he exclaimed, “Just look at this! This is amazing!”, He was the sweetest man I’ve ever met. And even though I was bawling into his shoulder from meeting my hero, he didn’t turn me away, he didn’t disrespect me, and he was nothing but pure happy sugar. I can’t even believe one would believe some of the rumors that are spread about him. Not when he acted so amazing to me. Not when I was an incoherent mess, and he was able to calm me down and tell me how beautiful I was, and that he wanted me to keep drawing. Like it was for him, a favor almost. He taught me how to be happy in a matter of days, something I haven’t been able to do in a long while.

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    Lol I showed him the first part this morning. ^^ (And yes, he was very touched)
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    The face that you know this man…jus makes me all jelly.
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    Brittttt why is he wearing those pants???