[52 weeks challenge post]
The Back Story.
This is not a usual sort of look for me. I picked up this Loli-esque ensemble at Katat0nik some ages ago, when I was momentarily flirting with the aesthetic. Ages ago means back in something like October 2010. Eons, man… dinosaur times, B.B. (Before Blog era, or at least my blog era). Back then and for the preceding eons, I just wandered around the grid trying to find myself. I even toyed with the persona of a red-headed flapper and burlesque dancer. That was amusing for a while, and I was a better than average emoter, managing to avoid standard Etoile Fisseux runs her hands down her sensuous, sweaty body purple prose, but it just wasn’t me. I dig the Lost Generation nostalgia of that scene, but I’m better as the brooding writer skulking off to be alone in a corner at a cocktail party. I just happen to like playing with clothes more than is usual for that stock character.
My flirtation with the Loli/Goth Loli thing could never have been more than that. That scene is way too draconian in its demands for sartorial purity. The girls are cutthroat, despite the over-the-top sweetness of the look. If presented with this little dress now, I would probably give it a miss. But there it was in my closet shouting, “I’m ruby, bay-bee!” Yes, dear. You are that.
There is one new bit going on here, though; I have to give a shout out to Saffron Foxclaw for reminding me that Worldwide Industries had these gartered socks (more stockings in this case, but whatev) among their goods. Due to some recent commentary on a flickr group to which we both belong, it is now widely known that gartered socks make me squeal. They are my trend vice. I will probably be pulling them out well past the point of trend, when people start taking in-world snap shots of me to post on SL fugly sites with comments like, “That is sooo 2010.”
Worldwide Industries… love the vague, smokestack imagery of a multinational global mega corporation for a little SL dolly-dress-up clothes shop. Here I am, facing off the robot warriors of the globalized post-apocalypse, brought to you by strong-jawed Capitalism.