I love that kind of excessive skirt.
I remember at the Viviane Westwood exhibit (Hi Hec! Hi JZ!) the little placard by a dress with a similar skirt said it was trying to imitate the wrinkles and folds in an old painting.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I love that kind of excessive skirt.
I remember at the Viviane Westwood exhibit (Hi Hec! Hi JZ!) the little placard by a dress with a similar skirt said it was trying to imitate the wrinkles and folds in an old painting.
I don't mind the skirt on the dress but the bodice is awful. And what is that shit in her hair?
The skirt is gorgeous. The feathery thing in her hair is fun. The bodice is a crime, and the stylist should have known better.
You know, I actually thought she was playing Miss Havisham. Which that is a pretty good costume for, because I could totally see Miss Havishams boobs as becoming too small for her dress.
I think the bodice would be fine on someone who didn't have the grand canyon between braless boobs.
ETA: Imagine it on Salma Hayek's boobs. See? Much better.
So. It seems the "Zionist Freemasons" have taken control of the world.
Have to say, that's a new one. The Zionists OR the Freemasons, sure. But the Zionist Freemasons?
(guess what, the R&B band does not wish to do country tunes)
C'mon! Ray Charles did it!
This weekend: finishing the edits, acknowledgments and endnotes to the book. Then I'm not merely Mostly Done but Completely Done with the book.
Zionist Freemasons? Huh.
Timelies all!
Tonight we are going to the monthly open sing for the Folklore Society. (The theme is animals)
G's cousin is getting married this weekend. There's a rehearsal dinner tomorrow night and the wedding is Sunday night.
During the day? Catching up on shows on tape.
Weekend: NCistas (YAY!!!). Sorta-long-weekend (YAY!!!). Catching up on late schoolwork (ooops!!). Ongoing celebration of hub's birthweek (YUM!!). Finishing Rome (sob!!). Reveling in having a phone that actually rings reliably when called (about damned time!!). Breaking my exclamation point key.