(thrifted dress, vintage nightie worn as a jacket, venessa arizaga necklace, rodarte shoes)
Lately I'm really fascinated by this idea of dressing spooky without wearing black. Or at least, not wearing all black. I think that wearing white can be just as eerie as an all-black ensemble when paired with the proper sense of brooding. I wasn't filled with that sense of brooding here because I was in OMG GOING OUT mode, but this is something I am curious about working on. Mostly I just wanted to feel ghostly, and put that ghostliness within the confines of stuffy Victorian fashion and the moods of the Cocteau Twins.
Orange blush (Excite by Illamasqua) on the eyelids and lower waterline help take the outfit out of cupcakeland and into Head Over Heels.
My beloved Venessa Arizaga necklace that I bought specifically because it reminds me of A Storm in Heaven...right down to the colors and the stars.
Aaaand here is leaving the house realness with Risto trench and thrifted bag. Rodarte shoes mean that we took a cab to the bar. Note the wide-eyed soberface!
Post-dance, messy hair, stumbled home, took this photo. At some point during the night I felt the need to wear my nightie down so I could swish the fabric around while I danced. The sort of thing I'd only do after a few drinks! Kind of wonder how silly I looked while twirling around in a giant sheer nightie. As you can see, I changed into my flats about 6/8 of the way into the night. Sometimes I can't take the heat. Oh well, *~YOLO~*