i am samhain. hear me shriek.

“Angela Isadora Duncan (May 27, 1877 – September 14, 1927), was an American dancer. Duncan’s fondness for flowing scarves was the cause of her death in an automobile accident in Nice, France, when she was [a] passenger in an Amilcar. Her silk scarf, draped around her neck, became entangled around the open-spoked wheels and rear axle, breaking her neck.”

This year’s main costume is “partially decapitated Isadora Duncan.” I doubt I need say more.
For reference, the real Isadora Duncan looked like this:

The following is my approximation. I’ve kept this costume a secret for weeks now. It’s one of the best costume ideas I’ve ever had, and I couldn’t risk thievery.

She was a dancer, after all.

the second-best day of the year

FIRST COSTUME OF THE SEASON, EVERYONE.

Today I’m Crystal Lil from Katherine Dunn’s Geek Love (a book I love so much I ought to get royalties for plugging it). Geek Love (“geek” in the second sense) is about a carnival-owning couple who decide, with the help of various fetal poisons, to breed their own freak show. Crystal Lil, the matriarch, is a showgirl worthy of Palahniuk or Easton Ellis – “kind of a Gypsy Rose Lee who bites the heads off chickens and drinks their blood”.

Of course I had to play her.

The best part of this costume is the fact that I already owned all the components. My wardrobe is that comprehensive.

Five of Lil’s freak children survive to adulthood; she pickles the ones who don’t and displays their tiny corpses in jars. In that vein, I thought the skull was a nice touch.

I just happened to own a water bottle emblazoned with a skull and crossbones. It was perfect for Lil’s poisons.

My usual pic editor was offline today. I had to make do with a less consistently decent one, hence the lower-than-usual quality.

I dressed like this for class and errands today. Costumes are nothing if you can’t commit to them.

conceptual

Everything I wore today speaks of autumn, and at least vaguely of Halloween. I am preparing for my annual WEEK IN COSTUMES (which will be more like three days, due to the out-of-town mock trial tournament devouring my weekend). This is my warm-up outfit, a conceptual costume if not a literal one.

Orange sweater and black pants. My Slytherin sweater, which I’ve blogged before, complemented by my snake bracelet. And a vaguely steampunk belt.

I like the hard/soft combination here. Harem pants and loose sweater plus stark, metallic jewelry.

That’s my living room. It’s a pretty nice living room.

Sweater and Belt: Battery Street Jeans Pants: Handed down from Mom Shoes: Danform Bracelet: Claire’s Scarf: Plato’s Closet Hat: Gifted

i think i need an intervention here

The red. It’s getting out of hand. And I can’t stop.

I’ll wear this next time I fly and see if I get mistaken for a time-traveling stewardess.

This kind of dress was designed for my body. (Or maybe the other way around.

Jacket and Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Dress: Dirt Chic Hat: Gifted

anachronism in blue

I’ve mentioned before that I write poetry, and I also perform any chance I get. I frequently combine my interests by emceeing poetry slams around town. Burlington has a respectable arts scene. I brought out this dress to emcee last Friday night’s slam.

I bought it on sight two or so months ago. I couldn’t not own it.

I want to punk up this dress a little. I’ve been looking for grommets; I want to give it a corset back. Or maybe just safety pins.

I like old clothes that show their age. This dress is faded in places. It’s a size 8, but cut slimmer than some modern 4s. (It’s pretty tight in back; that’s half the reason I want to corset it up.) The fabric is stiff and old-fashioned and smells vaguely of canvas. I could be someone’s muse in this.

Jacket, Dress, Belt, and Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Hat: Gifted Boots: Handed down from Mom

accidentally patriotic

It’s not my fault that red, white, and blue happen to look lovely together.

I really like the simplicity of the coat with the shocks of shiny satin at the wrists and neck.

Also, every single piece of this outfit, save for the hat, was thrifted or handed down.

I found this orange feather on the ground a few days ago. Surprisingly, it’s stuck around.

As far as I’m concerned, the coat makes this particular outfit. It’s more than outerwear; it’s integral.

I LOVE how the coat opens a little to reveal the rayon skirt. It has an awesome petticoat effect.

Coat and Boots: Handed down from Mom Blouse: Dirt Chic Skirt and Belt: Battery Street Jeans Hat: Gifted

AMA

I really like questionnaires. They appeal to my sense of order. Why not?

What do you do in the real world?

As far as I’m concerned, fashion is the real world. Other than fashion? Lots. I take classes, mostly in religion and Latin. I compete in mock trial. I write things, and sometimes I perform said things at poetry slams and open mics. I model for local photographers. I eat tasty things, 99% of which are peanut noodles. I take really long walks. I explore cemeteries and haunted houses. I spend a lot of time thinking about spiritual/otherworldly/paranormal phenomena; I’m a religion major only because my university doesn’t offer parapsychology.

Mostly I just go on Reddit.

What music are you listening to right now?

Carol of the Bells – Celtic Woman. I absolutely love classical/orchestral/traditional music. Celtic Woman is one of my favorites. (Also up there are Loreena McKennitt, Clannad, Afro Celt Sound System, Dufay Collective, Altan, and the San Antonio Vocal Arts Ensemble. As for composers, give me Mozart, Tchaikovsky, Stravinsky, Pergolesi … good lord I’ll stop name-dropping now.)
What do you wish most to add to your wardrobe at the moment?
Fetish boots! They’re a fantastic invention. I have osteochondritis dissecans, though, which is (pidgin) Latin for “misshapen feet that hurt all the time”. Most heels are totally off limits. I’m on a bit of quest to find a pair of fetish boots that won’t kill me. (If any of you know of any resources, PLEASE let me know.)
Also, a really crisp white blouse to wear with black leggings and lots of jewelry. One theme I like lately is androgynous clothing with hyper-feminine accessories.

What current trend are you loving the most?

I’m liking paper-bag waists. I don’t currently own any, but I’ve been trying to simulate the effect with skinny belts.

What current trend do you hate the most?

I think rompers are ridiculous. Especially the name. Girls who wear rompers are the kind of girls who call their boyfriends “Daddy”. And not even in the cool BDSM way.

Honestly, I don’t really understand high fashion. Most of it looks alien to me. I appreciate it as art, but most of it seems totally unwearable.

Oh, also, I can’t stand the “dressy plaid” thing. That is cool ONLY if you are goth, and even then only barely.

Three favorite materials?

Satin, rayon, denim.

Three words to describe your overall sense of style?

Bosch meets Waterhouse.

How would you describe your winter look?

ALL the accessories! I prefer colder weather, because I can really ham it up. Coats over sweaters over dresses over tights. Plus boots and hat and scarf and any appropriate jewelry. And I’ve barely gotten started.

Who is your pick for the most stylish “it” celeb?

Because I have eyes, I’m a really big fan of Christina Hendricks.

If someone handed you $10,000 where would you blow it?

Old Gold. Is that even a question?

to shine or not to shine

I’m involving my audience in this post. I’m wearing the same tank/blouse/belt combination in each shot, but I can’t decide between leggings and harem pants or between my red hat and my silver hat. Comment and let me know what you think.

Blouse from Battery Street Jeans. I promised to post it back in September, and I’m making it up to you now. Tank top from Pyramid Collection (the only thing of theirs I actually own).

Today I’m reminded powerfully of Claudia Kishi from the Baby-Sitters Club series, which I LOVED between the ages of 7 and 11. She was the fashionista of the club, in an overtly ’90s kind of way. The internet is a little obsessed with her.

Harem pants.

SO ’90S. No apologies.

Leggings.

Blouse, Belt, and Silver Hat: Battery Street Jeans Harem Pants: Handed down from Mom Tank Top: Pyramid Collection Hat: Gifted Leggings: Charlotte Russe

drawing down the leaves

I like to think of this as the autumn version of my summer fortune-teller outfit.

Great chunky necklace. It reminds me of autumn leaves. It makes hugs painful, though.

Necklace, Head Scarf, and Harem Pants: Handed down from Mom Jacket and Belt: Battery Street Jeans Blouse: JC Penney

trypophobes beware

Don’t say I didn’t warn you!

This skirt thoroughly seduced me this weekend at Old Gold. It seemed like something I should’ve already owned; it was almost preposterous that I didn’t. It was technically in the costume section, I realized at checkout: the cashier asked me if I planned to wear it for Halloween.

I was intending to wear a different shirt than the one I ultimately went with, but that one smelled too rank this morning. This one was just the right shape and texture to complement the skirt, but I was iffy about the patterns. I didn’t know if it would be too much. Lo and behold, though, I think it works superbly.

It could almost be a dress. Also, I love my hair in this shot. I re-dyed again.

Exact shades change considerably depending on where you are in my house.

There’s a lot going on here. The secret, though, is that everything goes with something. I’ve stuck to three basic colors and two basic patterns. There’s nothing fundamentally out of place. The jacket, though outside the color/pattern scheme, is more or less a basic. I have yet to find a skirt it doesn’t complement. The structure of the outfit, when you get down to it, is a simple one. Clean lines and smooth silhouettes. When you’re doing this much print, you can’t do irregular shapes.

Jacket and Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Blouse: Plato’s Closet Skirt: Old Gold Hat: Gifted Shoes: Danform Socks: Spirit Halloween