Art dolls fashioned from clay, wood, and found objects – tatterclad witches and gypsies with pensive faces, grave and reflective within gauzy veils and thick falls of hair. All are made one-of-a-kind, and there are also ornaments, trophy heads, and paganesque paintings.
Strange Moon ArtNovember 23rd, 2009 @ 12:12 am CST by lilah wildSponsors Are YayNovember 20th, 2009 @ 2:41 pm CST by lilah wildThanks to this week’s sponsors: Dracula Clothing, who in addition to their corsetry, have a Preacher Coat that looks both sinister and snuggly for the oncoming cold weather; Firefly Style, whose ribbon belts trail coordinating fabric down the hips for a modernized version of bellydance fringe; and Edica Darkwear, whose combat boot section includes a subtly styled pair for Union Jack enthusiasts. VintageLingerie.bizNovember 20th, 2009 @ 1:57 pm CST by lilah wild
Shrinking VioletNovember 20th, 2009 @ 1:18 am CST by lilah wild
Blast from the Past: the Metal Method!November 19th, 2009 @ 5:43 pm CST by lilah wild
Would YOU take guitar lessons from this gentleman? Come to think of it, has anybody ever heard of a band called Hawk? As far as I can recall, these ads were the only time they ever surfaced in the pages of Hit Parader and Circus. Unless I missed an inch-high album review somewhere. Definitely not of the “Vince Neil stubbed his toe! We’ve got the inside scoop!” caliber. And as for the “if you had started taking these lessons when you first heard of them…” quote, yeah, this ad was a constant in the pop metal mags of the late 80’s. From RIP Magazine, May 1987. Frame FetishNovember 19th, 2009 @ 4:23 pm CST by lilah wild
Rachel’s Melted FabricsNovember 19th, 2009 @ 12:08 am CST by lilah wild
Jerry Springer’s Best Guests EverNovember 18th, 2009 @ 4:47 pm CST by lilah wildNo Etsy Highlights today, due to starting a new prescription and ending up with the queen mother of all allergic reactions. Swelling and itching and turning red all over the place, today feels like it will end either with a trip to a Brooklyn emergency room or a call to the SciFi network. So, since it’s gotten rather difficult to concentrate… “We weren’t talented enough to make it unless we wore these silly costumes.” HAhaha. Mardigan’s MaileNovember 18th, 2009 @ 3:14 pm CST by lilah wild
Nik MarkovinaNovember 17th, 2009 @ 2:01 pm CST by lilah wild
Lollibomb BeautyNovember 16th, 2009 @ 9:55 pm CST by lilah wild
An Open Letter to Marilyn MansonNovember 16th, 2009 @ 4:12 pm CST by lilah wildDear Brian: I’ve just seen your latest video, “Running to the Edge of the World.” I very patiently waited for you to wrestle your demons and get back to work – you were at your best when you played in the mythical and abstract, holding up a mirror to society’s hypocrisy. You’re not a stupid guy – especially in the way you handled the blame for Columbine. I was so curious to see how the mind that created Antichrist Superstar would mature, what you would have to say from an older, wiser perspective. I suffered through your terrible attempts at cabaret, felt mortified for your coattailing the lolita trend and how you had to show the world, so tastefully, that you can still get hot young chicks. At that point, you really needed to take a break from music. Write novels, take up oil painting, see how your creativity would manifest in another artistic direction. Go on a 6-week opium binge. Travel the world. Something transformative where you’d come back with new things to say. But no. You went the celebrity route. You’re still trying for that unsettling persona, trying to stay larger than life. Has anyone ever told you it’s OK to be human? I’ll tell you. Brian, it’s OK to be human. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but YouTube and reality TV have sucked the mystique out of all our icons. There will be no more rockstars – you were the last one. And you’re still hanging on, and you’re making a fool out of yourself. I know I’m late to the party on this, but forgive me, after hearing your latest album, I wasn’t exactly in a hurry to see it. Well, I did. That mirror, the one that used to reveal the world’s barbarity, has now been turned on you. What’s really sad about all this is that you have fame, you have support. You have amazing resources at your disposal, you can broadcast any random brainfart you wish to the attention of millions. You could have done anything you wanted, and this is the artistic statement you chose: I hate my ex-girlfriend! Waaaaaah! Keep slapping on that white foundation, Brian. You’ll learn someday it can’t cover up the stench of banality. scorn and pity, Village Hat ShopNovember 16th, 2009 @ 12:55 pm CST by lilah wild
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A nylon paradise of old-world unmentionables, gathered from the forties through the nineties. Long sweeping nightgowns and boudoir robes, full and half slips, girdles and medical-laced cinchers, lacy tap shorts and teddies, bustiers and full-coverage bras, pastel bed jackets, everyone’s covered from control-panelled pinups to spandexed 80’s rocker babes.
A fifties-eighties-zombie-punk rock’n'roll riot. Skeleton skinny jeans, pop art longsleevers and cocktail cardigans, flowered aprons, velvet frock coats, skirted swimsuits, page after page of pinup dresses in prints both sweet and psychotic. The bags feature dead girl gravestones and glittery brass knuckles, there are jewels and hair things from Kreepsville 666, and don’t miss the shoe section, which splatters neon animal prints onto everything from maryjanes to winklepickers.
A picture-framing service where you send in your images and they come back in a custom-fit display. The themes include auto flames, tiki bamboo, pinup curves, coffins and crosses, whatever inspirations jump out of the picture to be captured in a complementary border. And if you have nothing to send, they also offer prints from Shag, Robert Williams, and a handful of modern surrealists. 
Cute little purses conjured up from strange and highly tactile hodgepodges of embroidery, knitting, felting, applique, and actual melting – imagine the lumps and bumps of alien life forms and undersea creatures shaped into the plump contours of a handbag, then civilized with the crown of a kissclasp. She also does dreamy-faced dolls gowned in similar collaged fabrics, and textiles can be purchased in the raw.
Chainmail perfect for ren faire getups: draped headbands that can be converted to chokers, design-your-own chaplets that enclose the head in a web of silver, belts that fall into bellydance-friendly cascades or girdle over a long gown, skirts and halter tops, shirts and coifs, bracelets concocted from a variety of weaves, gemstoned handflowers, belled anklets, earrings fashioned from elegant drips of maille. Custom welcome.
Sculpture that sharpens the motifs of medieval goth into strange jewels and decor pieces, with fantastic digressions into the ocean. Boxes like cathedrals for tiny dragons, stingrays smoothed into silver spikes, candlesticks where the light is steadied by wings and claws, eroded skull faces that look like a handful of biker rings left underwater for half a century, beautifully weird insectile fish. There’s also artwork which continues the darkness but in a much more colorful, pop-art way. No prices but you’re welcome to contact for purchasing info. Thanks, 
Vegan goodies for bathing and perfuming and general pampering. Body frostings, soy milk baths, mineral foundation powder, body spray and fragrance rollers, massage oil that warms up when you blow on it. Those who prefer to smell sweet and sugary will have a field day with the scents, a vast selection which reads like a dessert menu, and there are also some florals, fruits, and earth.
A small chain of west coast stores with a flair for the past: fedoras, cloches and pillboxes, porkpies and derbies, bowlers, turbans, everything from top hats to floppies. The Costumes page is a cornucopia of ridiculous things to wear on one’s head – this is where they keep the beanies and Viking helmets – where it’s possible to emulate everyone from Thor to Brando.
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