Why yes, I AM a walking gothy cliché

Y'know how I spent my evening?

Making an elaborate choker out of vintage black lace, garnets set in silver, blood-red crystal beads & drops, and a pendant that is the Dracul family crest in silver, encased in glass, with a bit of soil from castle Dracula^*. While watching an extremely silly, over-the-top, Gothic! Romance! movie.

I realized that I am indeed going to have to call this my ... for the blood is the life ... choker. Go ahead, laugh. I giggled at the thought myself.





^*I've had this pendant for, goodness, over ten years now. Some boy bought it for me at a convention long, long ago. I still have the box it came in and the little certificate of authenticity. I've looked and looked all over the intryweb, but haven't been able to find any info about it, so no clicky-links for people to gaze upon in amusement.