:: post eighteen :: will do you lace me up ::

Oct 09, 2008 15:34

For the record, Sphere?

- No, I do not need an eyepatch.
- No, I do not like frills.
- No, I do not know what the point is of making me wear shorts is when my socks go all the way up to my knees anyway.
- No, I do not get why I need to wear suspender garter things for my socks anyways. Through apparently Argent does.
- No, I do not it compromises the integrity of this outfit if I skip the bodice.
- No, I do not see the point of my tiny -- though jaunty -- little hat.

I have no idea what half of the things in my closet actually do clothing-wise.  The amount of buttons, snaps, and lace-ups is kind of ridiculous.  I'm just lucky that my roommate comes from like Victorian times or whatever so that I wasn't heading out the door this morning half undressed, since I didn't know where anything went and couldn't reach half of the closure-dealie-bops on my own.

And -- a public service announcement to anybody who snickers at my hat, I will use bodily force to defend my now-threatened masculinity.  Survey says a skirt would have been so much better.  Why, why a tiny hat?

[ ooc :: as seen in the links above, Throne's wardrobe has become the young master Ciel Phantomhive's wardrobe from Kuroshitsuji -- aka Black Butler.  Victorian gothic lolita boyfashion.  Yay. ]

when in doubt make a list, hoodies are necessary, sometimes you give me cutespasms, nothing to see here folks, my life as a walking punchline, i'd pay five dollars to see that, the good times are killing me, my strange bed habits

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