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Will Hulihan and myself, in 1994. Photo by David Brommer.
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Will Hulihan and myself, in 1994. Photo by David Brommer.
I wish there was a way I could reach through time to about a decade ago and tell myself "That long two-layer dress from Newport News/Shape FX/ The one with the full skirt, black nylon shell, and black mesh overlay? DON'T SELL IT, you'll miss owning it around 2013."
Seriously, I am kinda-sorta kicking myself for getting rid of that dress and the stretch cotton mermaid skirt that was sold at the same time.
Seriously, I am kinda-sorta kicking myself for getting rid of that dress and the stretch cotton mermaid skirt that was sold at the same time.
Long ago (before we owned this house, as a matter of fact, so more than a decade ago), the J.Peterman company offered a gorgeous waistcoat. It was styled like a men's tuxedo waistcoat, but made in pink silk velvet.
Oh yes, I purchased it. And ended up returning it, because I couldn't quite get it to work in my wardrobe at the time, as my style hadn't finished evolving into the NeoVictorian Cupcake Goth creation I am today. Plus, budget-wise, I couldn't justify it.
But oh, how I wish I still had it. Because NOW? Oh, the outfits I could create around it!
No, one has not turned up on eBay. Yes, I look. (If any of you happen to find it while at a thrift or consignment shop, in a size 10/12, PLEASE tell me.)
What item of clothing is The One That Got Away for you folks?
Oh yes, I purchased it. And ended up returning it, because I couldn't quite get it to work in my wardrobe at the time, as my style hadn't finished evolving into the NeoVictorian Cupcake Goth creation I am today. Plus, budget-wise, I couldn't justify it.
But oh, how I wish I still had it. Because NOW? Oh, the outfits I could create around it!
No, one has not turned up on eBay. Yes, I look. (If any of you happen to find it while at a thrift or consignment shop, in a size 10/12, PLEASE tell me.)
What item of clothing is The One That Got Away for you folks?
Set the Wayback Machine to about 1993. Yes, my hair was ENORMOUS. And I still have that purse.
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Okay, fine, I admit it: FB is kinda useful. Because thanks to FB, I was able to get in touch with the local guy who (years ago) made silver versions of the ankh dagger pendant from The Hunger. I finally have a replacement sheath for mine.
Yes, I revel in my cheesetastic gothy clichés, thankyouVERYmuch.
Yes, I revel in my cheesetastic gothy clichés, thankyouVERYmuch.
That is the sound of the Wayback Machine in a tizzy. White Wolf Games opened pre-orders for the 20th Anniversary edition of Vampire: the Masquerade. (clicky-link!)
I won't even try to fib here: yeah, I wanted it. Wanted, past-tense, because the amusement I would get from it is not worth the $99 price tag. But maybe someone I know will get a copy, and I'll be able to at least flip through it and giggle.
I don't even have a copy of the original book anymore; it vanished at least 15 years ago with a roommate. I do want to eventually get a copy of that original book, but the Stroppy One keeps assuring me that the next time we go visit his family, I can bring *his* original copy home for nostalgia's sake.
Somewhere, in a drawer or a box downstairs, I have my original membership card to the Camarilla. IIRC, member # 40 or 42. Yes, I was that silly. And hey, I sometimes miss vampire LARPing. But I don't miss the out-of-game drama and bureaucracy, and I certainly don't have time for such a hobby any more. (Besides, if I was going to give in and do that sort of thing, I'd want a troupe game with a Victorian-Age Vampire setting, dammit.)
I won't even try to fib here: yeah, I wanted it. Wanted, past-tense, because the amusement I would get from it is not worth the $99 price tag. But maybe someone I know will get a copy, and I'll be able to at least flip through it and giggle.
I don't even have a copy of the original book anymore; it vanished at least 15 years ago with a roommate. I do want to eventually get a copy of that original book, but the Stroppy One keeps assuring me that the next time we go visit his family, I can bring *his* original copy home for nostalgia's sake.
Somewhere, in a drawer or a box downstairs, I have my original membership card to the Camarilla. IIRC, member # 40 or 42. Yes, I was that silly. And hey, I sometimes miss vampire LARPing. But I don't miss the out-of-game drama and bureaucracy, and I certainly don't have time for such a hobby any more. (Besides, if I was going to give in and do that sort of thing, I'd want a troupe game with a Victorian-Age Vampire setting, dammit.)
I am getting dressed up and going out tonight! I'm not going to dance AT ALL, which makes me a little sad, but I know is the right thing to do. But I'm going out! I get to see people! Wheeee!
(EDIT: I just realized this means that I could dress up in an impractical-for-dancing manner. Ooooh. Time to go stare at the wardrobe.)
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A look inside my brain: last night, while waiting to drift off to sleep, my brain goes "Hey, remember that one black skirt? The one you haven't worn in, like, a year? How about adding rows of black ruffles on the back panel, and two rows of black velvet buttons in the front? That sounds like a good plan." So now I have a new sewing project. On top of the gazillion other sewing projects. First I need to check my stash of button blanks and make about 20 black velvet buttons ...
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I managed to get some writing done last night, yay! I have blown the deadline I set for myself, thanks to the continuing rounds of the Plague, but am determined not to fret about it. It is not the end of the world if I take more time to work on it and have more to send off. IT ISN'T, BRAIN, SHUT UP WITH THE FREAKING OUT, OKAY?
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Tumblr just weirded me out a bit, in a nostalgic manner. An old photo of me in my big-haired, quasi-Deathrocker stage just surfaced on a Tumblr I follow. The photo has been online for a few years now, but I don't remember if I ever posted it on Tumblr. Wacky! Hey![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jola, I'm assuming your Big Hair Challenge is about current-day big hair, not images from the Wayback Machine?
(EDIT: I just realized this means that I could dress up in an impractical-for-dancing manner. Ooooh. Time to go stare at the wardrobe.)
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A look inside my brain: last night, while waiting to drift off to sleep, my brain goes "Hey, remember that one black skirt? The one you haven't worn in, like, a year? How about adding rows of black ruffles on the back panel, and two rows of black velvet buttons in the front? That sounds like a good plan." So now I have a new sewing project. On top of the gazillion other sewing projects. First I need to check my stash of button blanks and make about 20 black velvet buttons ...
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I managed to get some writing done last night, yay! I have blown the deadline I set for myself, thanks to the continuing rounds of the Plague, but am determined not to fret about it. It is not the end of the world if I take more time to work on it and have more to send off. IT ISN'T, BRAIN, SHUT UP WITH THE FREAKING OUT, OKAY?
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Tumblr just weirded me out a bit, in a nostalgic manner. An old photo of me in my big-haired, quasi-Deathrocker stage just surfaced on a Tumblr I follow. The photo has been online for a few years now, but I don't remember if I ever posted it on Tumblr. Wacky! Hey
jola, I'm assuming your Big Hair Challenge is about current-day big hair, not images from the Wayback Machine? |
At WotC. Sometime around 1995 - 1996, I think. |
Me and
kiltlad, at the office at WotC. I wonder what I was sulking about?Tags:
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