FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Black cap- Another lifelong addition to my extensive collection!
Floral trench coat- Bebe
Floral Scarf/shawl- Vintage
Floral drop-waist dress- 1990s Saks Fifth Avenue
Witch heels- Salvatore Ferragamo
I was once racing around my room, desperately trying to invent an outfit that wouldn't result in prolonged insecurity throughout the day (as often happens when I foolishly choose to don denim jeans) when I was struck with a grand idea. When in doubt, dress goth. Perhaps it only applies to my personal fashion universe, as I frequently hear that 'gothic chic' is too morbid and solemn a style to sport on any occasion. But I'm vaguely certain that the best occasion to dress goth (at any extent) is when you're fresh out of ideas, need a standby, and overcome with the desire to turn heads while maintaining and elegantly witchy charm (no pun intended).
The bottom line is, I have a better grasp on the 'pagan vibe' than I do on most other contemporary trends. Maybe it has to do with my fascination with colonial America? And the fact that I lived in a 3-story Victorian house built in the 1800s for five years? In Massachusetts? I might also add that at one point I sat down and penned my own Magic Treehouse novel titled "Witches on the Weekend". It was about Jack and Annie venturing into Salem, Massachusetts where they witnessed a witch-hanging. 8 pages in I realized that my plot was just a tad too macabre for puerile audiences.
ANYWAY, here are a bunch of film pictures Travis and I shot of each other near the Venetian and Casino Royale.
The cigarette is just a prop, yall. Neither of us are smokers.
That last picture is one of my favorite ever photographs of Travis. His eyes are half-closed as he nonchalantly strolls through the starry conservatory in the Wynn.
Photo by The Cobrasnake
I had a lovely October night and am anticipating more winter wonders as the season wears on...
Everything is infinite,