Showing posts with label friday the 13th. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friday the 13th. Show all posts

Friday, March 13, 2009

Mistress, May I?



The runways are cloaked in black this season. Something dark has shown up all over Fashion Week(s). It got me thinking about my first exposure to the darkside which was none other than the mega-glam, goth goddess Elvira: Mistress of the Dark. I was pretty obsessed with her way back in the day. Her and her big hair and her dark makeup and massive...hair showed a totally different possibility for women and their appeal. She was bossy and brash and I kind of wanted to be her (just for a hot minute after midnight). So, in honor of our second Friday the 13th in a month I offer a behind the scenes look at the life and times of Elvira.


And some bloopers, because they are funny.



Admit it, you still want to be Elvira don't you? Click the images below to get yourself a costume and some fake lashes. Follow the directions below and call it a (wild) night.






May the darkness be with you.

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Friday, February 13, 2009

Bloody Merry

Happy Friday the 13th! I was riding a bunch of elevators today and marveling at the depth of our superstition surrounding the number 13 every time we skipped past the twelfth floor and arrived directly at the fourteenth. Our fear goes deep! In honor of this auspicious day (Holiday?) I'm presenting one of fashion's all time spookiest collections courtesy of John Galliano for Christian Dior. The show is from the Spring Couture season of 2006 and did blood and gore enough beautiful justice to raise the dead. Mix Galliano's French Revelution-inspired slasher couture with Pat McGrath's deadly makeup skills and you've got a frighteningly gorgeous presentation. Here's a look back:


The garments were slashed and torn and then beaded and lacquered in various shades of red, shiny materials to look blood soaked and spotted.





The best/goriest part was the deadly makeup, ingeniously designed and applied by McGrath to make the beautiful models look horrendous. Offset by red dipped pearl necklaces looking like wounds dripping with blood, the collection was a slashing success.



My personal favorite part, however, had to be Mr. Galliano's deadly serious exit walk. Armed with a rapier, he made it quite clear that he was responsible for all of the carnage.



All photos from the archives on Style.com.