It wasn't comic-con, but I went to something like it near Penn Station. In fact, I think comic-con was going on further downtown at the same time. I know zip about that whole scene, but I was there with an illustrator friend. For some reason which I don't recall I wore kind of a parochial school outfit--plaid skirt, white cotton blouse, shoes with socks, etc. I wore it under a very light raincoat that day. There were very few women, so once I unbuttoned my blouse I got tons of attention. It was fun making all those guys nervous.
I'd be more inclined to chat with you if you had some sort of profile up. And if you don't know the difference between "to" and "too," or "your" and "you're," you won't ever get a reply from me.