Gratuitious late-Friday photos
What I wore on Saturday evening (the night before Halloween), when we went to a party and morthael tried to talk me into going to the Mercury (I ended up saying no, as I was not in the right frame of mind for a sardine-can amateur night).
I felt like I should have *something* sort of costume-y, but most of my outright costumes require a lot of prep, a lot of room, or a lot of logistics, and I wasn't in the mood for any of that. Plus, I don't have any contact lenses right now, so whatever I wore needed to not look totally ridiculous with my glasses. I ended up using a couple of past outfits as starting points and assembling this sort of dark-cabaret/demented-ringmaster thing. Only after we were out and about did I realize that I had unwittingly put together a "sexy ____" outfit, which I was then mortified by, because I HATE those costumes. OTOH, my husband was enthusiastic in his appreciation for it, and told me the next morning, after his night at the Merc, that I was "still the prettiest girl at the club." Awwwwww.
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Camisole by Louise Black, by way of jola
Jacket by Chic Star, purchased from Gentlemen's Emporium
Skirt from Chadwicks
Lace tights from Fred Meyer
Boots from Fluevog (Rococo "Dame Agnes")
Top hat from Bad Dog Hats
Choker from Raven Eve
Earrings from Fred Meyer
Lace fingerless gloves from Sock Dreams
Matte powder foundation
Shimmery pink-leaning finishing powder
Charcoal frost shadow with rose and gold interference on lids and under lower lashline
Champage frost shadow with gold glitter on browbones
Matte black shadow as liner
Black mascara
Brown-toned red blush
Black cherry lipstick over plum pencil
Hair is pulled up on the sides, then put into two low ponytails, one on either side, and twisted into ropes
I felt like I should have *something* sort of costume-y, but most of my outright costumes require a lot of prep, a lot of room, or a lot of logistics, and I wasn't in the mood for any of that. Plus, I don't have any contact lenses right now, so whatever I wore needed to not look totally ridiculous with my glasses. I ended up using a couple of past outfits as starting points and assembling this sort of dark-cabaret/demented-ringmaster thing. Only after we were out and about did I realize that I had unwittingly put together a "sexy ____" outfit, which I was then mortified by, because I HATE those costumes. OTOH, my husband was enthusiastic in his appreciation for it, and told me the next morning, after his night at the Merc, that I was "still the prettiest girl at the club." Awwwwww.
(Click to access larger versions.)
Camisole by Louise Black, by way of jola
Jacket by Chic Star, purchased from Gentlemen's Emporium
Skirt from Chadwicks
Lace tights from Fred Meyer
Boots from Fluevog (Rococo "Dame Agnes")
Top hat from Bad Dog Hats
Choker from Raven Eve
Earrings from Fred Meyer
Lace fingerless gloves from Sock Dreams
Matte powder foundation
Shimmery pink-leaning finishing powder
Charcoal frost shadow with rose and gold interference on lids and under lower lashline
Champage frost shadow with gold glitter on browbones
Matte black shadow as liner
Black mascara
Brown-toned red blush
Black cherry lipstick over plum pencil
Hair is pulled up on the sides, then put into two low ponytails, one on either side, and twisted into ropes