So here we go.
First we have the costume, as modeled by someone who hates being photographed, who has a husband who is awful at taking photographs. (Him: "After three. One, two, CLICK." Me (having been caught with half a smile plastered onto my face, and my eyes closed): You said 'after three'!" Him: Sorry. After three. One, two, three... pause... pause... pause... CLICK!" Me (having been caught in the act of saying, 'Are you ever going to take it': "Aaaargh!")
This is modeled on Sora in Underground, and I made the whole thing, except for the shift, which I cheated and bought, since I feared the bodice/corset would take too long, and I was juggling obsessive story-writing with this sewing.
(By the way, the look of frozen terror on my face rather reflects the way I looked as I neared the con.)
Then, in a bag, just to prove that I was an honest Rustic Rural Genii, I had my Genii passport:
(Pics are done by screen shots from Publisher. In reality, they were printed on vaguely parchmenty paper.)
I also had a leather-bound Genii rustic recipe book.
The middle page that no-one was meant to see, and which was added by some evil person trying to frame me:
And the same evil person who was trying to frame me also added this:
Oh, and they also stuck a nuclear bomb (made of cardboard; I had hoped to do a 3D one based on a rubber ball, but couldn't find one. I bet Woolworth's would have had one. Er... I mean, the person unknown who framed me was trying to find a rubber ball. No me. I mean, I had nothing to do with it.)