…got just a tiny bit self-indulgent.
So with the lack of anyone around to take the #FashionFridays photos I have been resorting to selfies…in the mirror – I know, it’s bad but in the absence of a real camera and any kind of tripod situation it seems to be my only option. It’s like when you’re on a long car journey and you stop for some food and the shitty service station only has three really gross egg sandwiches or a Gingsters pasty, so you buy the pasty. You know it’s a low moment but you’re a hungry driver and needs must. It’s a bit like that.
Anyhoo, I may have mentioned in the past that I’m really not a fan of clubbing but around the Christmas period I found that my festive plans would be leading me to a club. The only way to combat the crowded, sweaty, gyrating situation that is modern-day ‘socialising’ is to come up with a persona for the evening. Cue subtle dress-up.
I am, of course, a medieval witch who has been transported through time (probably by her own powerful and meddling ways) and finds herself on a modern night out. Medieval (and magical) sensibilities, modern clothing. The combination works rather well I think. Plus very shiny shoes, or booties to be precise.
I even attempted medieval hair…
If you look closely you can see that I have also plaited a beaded necklace into the whole ‘do’. This picture makes it look like I might have something sinister crawling through my plait which I actually quite like. I’m generally always pretending to be a witch who uses her powers for good but every self-respecting witch has to have a little bit of scary ambivalence about her. With great power, comes great evil temptation, if history has taught us anything, it is this.
Medieval magical lady, modern setting – it works, I think I’m going to do this more often!