When real things happen to imaginary people

Question the First: A friend who is helping organize an event is looking for "any gothy/horrific/freakshow type performers around Seattle". Give me suggestions, folks!


Semi-random update: The Punk Rock Flea Market was fun, but really really slow. I still have a bunch of clothes and shoes left, which means I should try to find the time to take photos and sell all of it via LJ. "Find the time", oh that's funny. I'm laughing and laughing over here, and I swear that it sounds nothing like hysteria. Really. (You know, I can tell when you people are just humoring me.)

I had a fairly odd encounter over the weekend while late-night grocery shopping; a complete stranger complimented me on my outfit, then started rummaging in her pockets while saying "If I give you my email address, will you send me photos?". I smiled in a polite manner, took the piece of paper she handed me with her email address, and then left the grocery store as soon as possible. Everyone compliment stroppy_baggage on his restraint, because not only did he NOT ask the lady if she was insane, but he kept a neutral expression on his face until we were inside our car. I'm sure in that her head there was an explanation for the asking for photos; maybe she's a costumer, or a designer? But she certainly didn't give me any sort of context, that's for sure.

Question the second: I'm looking for a particular style of jacket/blazer, and figured the great LJ hivemind might be able to help. I want a black, light-weight Victorian-esque jacket that is waist-length, princess-seamed, and has a mandarin collar. In other words, something like this one (clicky-link!), but preferably not $60 + shipping.