(vintage dress from sisters of the black moon, necklace gift from meadham kirchoff, miu miu shoes)
The 70s had the most magical clothes. Details that, even today, don't feel antiquated at all because they transcend trends or passing fads, and instead create a mood. Things like empire waists, bell sleeves, and floaty angle-grazing hemlines. This dress is witchy and romantic and imparts such an intense feeling of long, of yearning, of wistfulness even?, all through the ingenuity of its design. Perhaps this dress isn't the most practical thing to be worn in the summer, but I don't mind at all because its mystical qualities are worth suffering through 100-degree weather...
These sleeeeeves. This lace! Cannot get over how ethereal I feel when I'm wearing this dress. I feel like an Ever After character, an Esben and the Witch song come to life, a Pre-Raphaelite princess.
Riccardo Tisci once said that he isn't gothic, he's a romantic. That sentiment didn't make much sense to me at first but now I think I am starting to understand what he means. I am writing this post really late at night, and want to delve more into my ideas about romanticism later, because thoughts of that aesthetic have dominated my creative work lately. But if I had to describe the summation of all of my influences it would undoubtedly center around romanticism in all its pains, joys, loves, and losses. These are notions that I want to express with my outfits and writing and photos these days. The tenderest human emotions as fuel for power in my appearance.