That what I asked myself after buying a black "velvet" hooded cape at Abracadabra after work. I mean, really, anyone out there who knows me -- wouldn't you assume I have a black cape hanging in my closet?

...Well, I do nowYes, this is for a Halloween costume. Step two is figuring out if I want a piece of one-way mirror, reflective mylar, or some ( Read more... )

Tomorrow Friday night (March 19) is the Dances of Vice Wonderland in Spring Ball, and it's going to be a little tricky for me since I'm on the night shift this week, which means I'll be going to Galapagos Art Space straight from work, at midnight. Obviously, my usual routine of going home to change from day-wear to glad rags is not practical; ( Read more... )

I bought some new bras today at Journelle. (They’re having a buy one, get one half-off sale!) One of them is a C-cup. So depending on the brand and/or style, I go up two cup sizes? WTF, lingerie makers?

From the New York Times, “In Polanski Case, ’70s Culture Collides With Today”:
At the end of “Manhattan,” the celebrated movie romance from 1979, a teenager played by Mariel Hemingway delivers some good news to the 42-year-old television writer, portrayed by Woody Allen, with whom she has had a long-running sexual affair ( Read more... )

Pictures under the cuts!

( From left to right: Kyle, Voon, Heidi, Matt, me. Taken at the Jazz Age Lawn Party, Sunday, October 4, 2009. )

I’m planning to see the (in)famous Peeping Tom (1960) at Film Forum tonight, so I want to clear the decks...

• Hartnell finally had a heroic moment in Brighton Rock, when he punched Richard Attenborough to stop him from killing his wife (who he only wooed and wed to prevent her from testifying against him) in a fake suicide pact. Mind you, up until ( Read more... )

• Ah, Friday night at the Film Forum for two helpings of Brit Noir.
  
  Did William Hartnell ever play a wholly sympathetic character? (As much as I love the First Doctor, he is not a particularly nice person.) If he did, it wasn’t in Hell Drivers (1957), in which he and Patrick McGoohan conspire against ex-con Stanley Baker (seeking redemption for the ( Read more... )

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The ticket-taker gave me my stub and asked, “What’s wrong with your foot?”

“Oh, my foot’s fine. My shoe, however-”

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

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Nine hours earlier...

...the waves rose high, great clouds gathered...Ah, they were in for a terrible storm...The Coney Island Mermaid Parade is held on the Saturday nearest the solstice to ( Read more... )

I thought I was in trouble when I saw this Jezebel article, "Techno Textiles For Your Enterprise-Dwelling Days, Rave-Going Nights", because how cheestastic are halter tops that glow in the dark? Oh, but then someone posted a link to...

GlowFur.
Please, somebody stop me before I end up with a boa and leggings made from a tauntaun that had been ( Read more... )