Despite having always claimed not to like puns, I have a mother and a partner who both spout them ad nauseam, and I fear they’ve rubbed off irrevocably. So that’s how I’m ending up with titles like “steam for a day”. BLAME THEM.
On that note, my partner Josh has always been what we in the industry fondly dub “balls-deep in steampunk”. Seriously, it’s to the point where he’ll arrive at a party in his top hat and goggles and be told “dude, you were supposed to wear a costume.” It’s for that reason that I’m often a little skittish about wearing steampunk, despite its fanciful trappings. I’m not sure whether it’s our six-year age difference or just my own neuroses, but I have this hang-up about being seen as his sidekick or protégée. I’m nobody’s puppet. But that’s a pathetic reason to avoid something. It’s still being guided by others’ opinions, just in an inverse way.
I actually felt way more comfortable in this style than I thought I would. Steampunk is just so damn brown. I like color, color, and more eye-searing color. But I kind of love this rendition. I mean, I’m wearing a fit-and-flare dress with a petticoat, plus an enormous hat. Tell me again why I didn’t get into this sooner?
Outfit partially inspired by Abney Park’s “Throw Them Overboard“. At last month’s cabaret, one of the dancers performed a number to it, featuring a stuffed octopus glued to her ass. Because of course.
I wrote yesterday about my latest inspirations and the way I’ve been integrating them into my daily style. Today I’m illustrating what that actually looks like. This is a far primmer silhouette than I favored earlier this fall, when I was swishing about in cloaks and peasant skirts. The past few weeks, I’ve been all about crispness and crinolines.
I’ve also found myself influenced by Josh’s aesthetics. The man is unendurably steampunk. He wears top hats and white gloves on the regular. Sometimes I like to be his female counterpart in more ways than one. I appreciate our contrasts, but I also like it when we match. Today I attempted to combine our respective styles: I’m a witch, done fluorescent steampunk style. I went for steampunk silhouettes, but rendered in aggressively mod colors.
Why choose between a broomstick and a parasol?
I’m not sure how I feel about the contrast between the wall and the grass. It doesn’t look stylized or deliberate enough. It’s too incidental, like I didn’t give enough of a shit to find a cleaner setting. Then again, this entire outfit is a study in contrasts. Why not one more?
Nevertheless, I’ve been thinking of investing in some studio space one or two days a week. I could haul a trunk of props and hammer out two or three different shoots in a place I could design to my specifications. Does anyone in the Burlington area know where I might find such a thing?
Dress: Handed down from Mom Crinolines, Tights, & Gloves: Spirit Halloween Coat: Macy’s Hat & Necklace: Old Gold Boots: Battery Street Jeans