Steampunk
I like the ideas of the alternate technological and historical “coulda-beens” of Steampunk, and have always loved the described aesthetics of Jules Verne’s machinery. Elegant despite the seemingly endless complexity and number of parts, but always having a purpose. I’ve read fringe literature, and understand the basics of the history of the culture, but I’ve never done cos play or attended SalonCon or the Labyrinth of Jareth. So maybe I’m a poser for not being crazy into the lifestyle the fashion represents, but I can honestly say I am crazy in love with the Steampunk look. Little House on the Prairie X Suicide Girls. Jules Verne X Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Ass Kicking Accessories X Elegant Fashion. Ruffles & Lace X Buckles & Grommets. Punk X Victorian.
F*K YEAH.
It’s beautiful to look at. Subtle and complex with detail. Sumptuous fabrics and shiny cog-ridden bits all seamlessly together like Dr. Moreau took over an episode of Launch My Line.
Yesterday I saw a corset that rocked my world. It had an x-ray image of the lower bones of the ribcage, the lower spine, and the top of the hip bones set on a gorgeous striped sateen.
Can I afford it? Nope. Besides, I may be about 10-15 years too old to carry it off.
#fuckyeahsteampunk!
But I will covet it…
