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Just wanted to show you some Lamento Cosplay we did for a shooting some weeks ago =)
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July 14th, 2009
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just saw this today, and though maybe some of you guys might appreciate it.
just saw this today, and though maybe some of you guys might appreciate it.
And not just 'coz she's Teh HAwttt, either.
She haz fotogenic cats.
And of course, this is the FIRST thing I thought of when I saw the following shot:
creativeLola's a cuuuutie.
Here's mine:
cheerful
Hi guys! (long time viewer, not-often poster)
As mentioned a few weeks ago, Australian magazine "Fiend" has a Steampunk theme this issue, and I co-ordinated the Sydney fashion shoot. (More Victorian, with a hint of steam, admittedly)
I haven't got scans of the mag pages, but here is a mock-up of my original proposed photos and storyline. In the end, the story part wasn't used (although 7 images were), but I hope you find it amusing! We certainly had fun shooting it :)
All pictures are property of Fiend Magazine and Katie Sheppard of Dollface Productions, www.dollface.net.au; not to be reproduced without credit.
Models: Danica Lee, Debzillah, Matt Davis and Luke Markham.
As mentioned a few weeks ago, Australian magazine "Fiend" has a Steampunk theme this issue, and I co-ordinated the Sydney fashion shoot. (More Victorian, with a hint of steam, admittedly)
I haven't got scans of the mag pages, but here is a mock-up of my original proposed photos and storyline. In the end, the story part wasn't used (although 7 images were), but I hope you find it amusing! We certainly had fun shooting it :)
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Adventures in Steam |
All pictures are property of Fiend Magazine and Katie Sheppard of Dollface Productions, www.dollface.net.au; not to be reproduced without credit.
Models: Danica Lee, Debzillah, Matt Davis and Luke Markham.
I was at Polaris (a local sci-fi/media convention) this weekend and didn't have the time or energy to get really kitted up so I pulled a bunch of stuff from my closet and put together a casual outfit. The skirt is one I wear regularly, the boots I got awhile back before I even got into steampunk but have become my default steamy boots because they're just awesome. The vest I had serendipitously fallen in love with at the mall, of all places, the day before.
The hat I made for my Steampunk Lolita costume; it's a bit much for this outfit but I wore it because I haven't gotten around to making another steamy headpiece yet. Hair was a bit flat at the end of the day; I just swept it up into a quick n' dirty Gibson-girl type swirl and didn't have any rats.
The blouse is a funny story - it's silk satin, really well made. I used to work for an employment agency where we'd help create business opportunities for immigrant women, and one previous project had been a costume shop. There were all these costumes left over that nobody wanted, so I acquired a bunch of them. That was over 10 years ago and most of the stuff (some of it involved...questionable colour choices) has since been given away through successive moves, but for some reason I managed to keep the 1890s blouse despite not knowing what on earth to do with it. And then Friday came around and I thought "Hm I need a blouse that's more Victorian-looking...wait..." LOL
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The hat I made for my Steampunk Lolita costume; it's a bit much for this outfit but I wore it because I haven't gotten around to making another steamy headpiece yet. Hair was a bit flat at the end of the day; I just swept it up into a quick n' dirty Gibson-girl type swirl and didn't have any rats.
The blouse is a funny story - it's silk satin, really well made. I used to work for an employment agency where we'd help create business opportunities for immigrant women, and one previous project had been a costume shop. There were all these costumes left over that nobody wanted, so I acquired a bunch of them. That was over 10 years ago and most of the stuff (some of it involved...questionable colour choices) has since been given away through successive moves, but for some reason I managed to keep the 1890s blouse despite not knowing what on earth to do with it. And then Friday came around and I thought "Hm I need a blouse that's more Victorian-looking...wait..." LOL
( Full outfit )
Recap: Cartmonkey at the local Voldemart.
Dear several sirs:
Yes, I am a young woman.
Yes, I am working pushing carts in the parking lot.
Yes, it is a very heavy job, and the weather lately has not been making it any nicer.
Now, on one hand, I appreciate the efforts you make to make my job a little easier. Loading your cart onto the pusher while I am occupied with the ones in the corral? Is fine, and I make sure to say thank you.
Coming up to me in the (relatively isolated, and very notably off the security cameras) cart bay and "helping" me load the carts for the greeter, even though I've asked you not to as I can get in trouble for it, while saying that you don't want to see such a pretty girl having to work so hard and trying to flirt with me? Much less OK.
My radar blip does not read "Nice old guy trying to help me", it reads "DANGER WILL ROBINSON DANGER". (The creepy-druggie vibe I got from you was DEFINITELY not helping matters.)
Very, very little love,
The girl-does-not-mean-weakling cartmonkey
Dear specific sir:
I did not appreciate your comments this evening. I know that "where [you] come from" this is very much a men's job, but here in my little Whitebread Mountain Town, it's equal opportunity. Asking me why they don't have any men working this position and why I'm not inside on a "cushy" cashiering job (OT: Cushy? Are you kidding? They work like hell in there!) is a little aggravating. Saying that a man would be more efficient than I am is very irritating (not to mention untrue - I get more done than the guys do because I spend less time on my ass, but that's a coworkers_suck issue).
Implying that girl doing heavy work = butch = lesbian = abomination, on the other hand, makes me want to strangle you.
No love whatsoever,
The gtfo-you-chauvinist-pig cartmonkey
Dear several sirs:
Yes, I am a young woman.
Yes, I am working pushing carts in the parking lot.
Yes, it is a very heavy job, and the weather lately has not been making it any nicer.
Now, on one hand, I appreciate the efforts you make to make my job a little easier. Loading your cart onto the pusher while I am occupied with the ones in the corral? Is fine, and I make sure to say thank you.
Coming up to me in the (relatively isolated, and very notably off the security cameras) cart bay and "helping" me load the carts for the greeter, even though I've asked you not to as I can get in trouble for it, while saying that you don't want to see such a pretty girl having to work so hard and trying to flirt with me? Much less OK.
My radar blip does not read "Nice old guy trying to help me", it reads "DANGER WILL ROBINSON DANGER". (The creepy-druggie vibe I got from you was DEFINITELY not helping matters.)
Very, very little love,
The girl-does-not-mean-weakling cartmonkey
Dear specific sir:
I did not appreciate your comments this evening. I know that "where [you] come from" this is very much a men's job, but here in my little Whitebread Mountain Town, it's equal opportunity. Asking me why they don't have any men working this position and why I'm not inside on a "cushy" cashiering job (OT: Cushy? Are you kidding? They work like hell in there!) is a little aggravating. Saying that a man would be more efficient than I am is very irritating (not to mention untrue - I get more done than the guys do because I spend less time on my ass, but that's a coworkers_suck issue).
Implying that girl doing heavy work = butch = lesbian = abomination, on the other hand, makes me want to strangle you.
No love whatsoever,
The gtfo-you-chauvinist-pig cartmonkey
Been rewatching the Slayers Next dub while working on Serpico, in preparation of meeting Crispin Freeman (English voice of Zelgadis). OMG, Slayers is soooo good. I'd forgotten how much I LOVE this show. And yeah I totally watch the dub, whatev. The dub is sort of strange in that there is a lot of heart going into the voice acting lines, but the execution will often feel off. Like Lina will say 2 sentences, and they're both said well, but feel squashed together. Granted, this is a REALLY old dub, and I'm not sure how it's done, but it almost sounds like the lines were all recorded separately, and then edited together poorly.
ANYWAY, urge to cosplay Zelgadis is getting stronger than ever. I actually made half of a "female" Zel wayyy back in the day, trying to do it for my first JACON, but it never got done. I could TOTALLY pull that off now though, that outfit is super easy compared to his normal costume. Either way, I still want to do default, but I think I may also do "Miss Lulu" beforehand, depending on how much time I have to make stuff. HMMMM.... >____>
P.S. OMG ZelxAmelia is still totally one of my biggest OTP's everrrrr. ♥
ANYWAY, urge to cosplay Zelgadis is getting stronger than ever. I actually made half of a "female" Zel wayyy back in the day, trying to do it for my first JACON, but it never got done. I could TOTALLY pull that off now though, that outfit is super easy compared to his normal costume. Either way, I still want to do default, but I think I may also do "Miss Lulu" beforehand, depending on how much time I have to make stuff. HMMMM.... >____>
P.S. OMG ZelxAmelia is still totally one of my biggest OTP's everrrrr. ♥
accomplishedBackground: New job, working in a "customer care center" (i.e., call center) for a large home oxygen supply company.
So, this lady calls me on Friday. The way the conversation starts, I know the lady is one of those wives. You know, the ones that are all, "I'm Mrs. James Whatever to YOU, dear." You know the type, I know you do. It's hard to describe her tone, but pretentious and entitled work fairly well. So yeah, starts off badly.
Ma'am, I know that you think this is an emergency. Your husband just got out of the hospital yesterday. You couldn't figure out how to get the small back-pack tank that he'd brought with him to work. Finally got it working, got home, and had a few issues with the big electric oxygen concentrator. I realize that you think this is REALLY BAD. It isn't. From what I can understand, you've gotten everything working properly. You've already arranged to have a technician come out and deliver more tanks and take a look at your concentrator today.
You want to give the tech excruciating detail about what happened? Okey-doke, no skin off my back, I'll just try to transfer you. Ma'am? Yelling at me when I can't get them on the phone isn't going to get the technician on the phone any quicker. I realize you want to speak with him in person. Doesn't change the fact that I can't get him on the phone. They apparently aren't open yet. (Bit of a co-worker suck, I guess, since the center was supposed to open at 8:00 and it was after that time.) Can I send him a message (email, actually) and have him call you as soon as he can? You want to speak with him now because (and I quote) "his 'as soon as he can' may be whenever he feels like it"? Ma'am, I'm literally on the other side of the country from the center that delivers your husband's oxygen supplies. Can't exactly go tell him to answer the damn phone.
You know, you really don't have to give the tech every single minute detail of how your equipment malfunctioned. No matter what went wrong, he's got replacement thingamagigs in the back of his van. Even if you wind up needing the whole unit replaced, he's got a couple extras in the van for situations like that. It's not the end of the world if you can't talk with him before he steps out of the office. He already knows that you were having issues and that he needs to check the machine. You explained that when you first called to make the appointment. And no, ma'am, I still can't get them to answer the phones. I can send them a message to call you or you can call back later. Those are your two options. I can't bend the laws of physics to somehow go clear across the country to get the office person to answer the phone. Sorry.
So, this lady calls me on Friday. The way the conversation starts, I know the lady is one of those wives. You know, the ones that are all, "I'm Mrs. James Whatever to YOU, dear." You know the type, I know you do. It's hard to describe her tone, but pretentious and entitled work fairly well. So yeah, starts off badly.
Ma'am, I know that you think this is an emergency. Your husband just got out of the hospital yesterday. You couldn't figure out how to get the small back-pack tank that he'd brought with him to work. Finally got it working, got home, and had a few issues with the big electric oxygen concentrator. I realize that you think this is REALLY BAD. It isn't. From what I can understand, you've gotten everything working properly. You've already arranged to have a technician come out and deliver more tanks and take a look at your concentrator today.
You want to give the tech excruciating detail about what happened? Okey-doke, no skin off my back, I'll just try to transfer you. Ma'am? Yelling at me when I can't get them on the phone isn't going to get the technician on the phone any quicker. I realize you want to speak with him in person. Doesn't change the fact that I can't get him on the phone. They apparently aren't open yet. (Bit of a co-worker suck, I guess, since the center was supposed to open at 8:00 and it was after that time.) Can I send him a message (email, actually) and have him call you as soon as he can? You want to speak with him now because (and I quote) "his 'as soon as he can' may be whenever he feels like it"? Ma'am, I'm literally on the other side of the country from the center that delivers your husband's oxygen supplies. Can't exactly go tell him to answer the damn phone.
You know, you really don't have to give the tech every single minute detail of how your equipment malfunctioned. No matter what went wrong, he's got replacement thingamagigs in the back of his van. Even if you wind up needing the whole unit replaced, he's got a couple extras in the van for situations like that. It's not the end of the world if you can't talk with him before he steps out of the office. He already knows that you were having issues and that he needs to check the machine. You explained that when you first called to make the appointment. And no, ma'am, I still can't get them to answer the phones. I can send them a message to call you or you can call back later. Those are your two options. I can't bend the laws of physics to somehow go clear across the country to get the office person to answer the phone. Sorry.
Today I was working as a float, which means I cover people's breaks. I was covering for someone in the lingerie department when this entitlement bitch comes up to the desk. She had a bra in her hand, and was asking me if it could be turned into a halter. I had a bit of a brain fart moment, and had no idea what she was talking about.
(Script format is easier)
Me: "you mean adding material to it?"
EB: "no, a halter."
Me: "Oh. I don't know."
I thought that she might just want to buy it and her other items, since it was on clearance for $9.99, and try something with it to make it a halter, and I was going to start scanning her items, but apparently she didn't want to do that.
EB: (In the most "you're too stupid to be working here" tone of voice I've ever heard): Well, is there someone here who does know?
I looked around for Karen, who works on the floor, and would know this sort of thing and pointed her out to the customer. We could both see her from the customer service desk, and she was all of about 10 feet away from us.
Me: Karen is right over there. She can answer your question.
Then she just stood there looking at me for a few seconds. I thought she was just going to go ask her, since she could see her, and it's not like she had to trek 1 mile uphill in chest deep snow or something to get to her, and there were other people waiting in line behind her. I wasn't sure what she wanted, so I said "did you want to go and ask her?" She sighed, rolled her eyes in an oh so obvious way, aggressively grabbed her stuff off the counter and went over to ask Karen.
I mean, really? Is it really that hard for you to walk less than 10 feet to go ask her a question? You know what you want done to the bra. You can explain it better than I can, and get the answer you're looking for. Besides, there's no reason why I should hold everybody else up, just because you feel entitled to have me running around doing everything for you.
The best part was that later, I was covering for someone in children's wear, and who walks up? EB. I saw her stop for a second, roll her eyes and she had this look on her face like "oh no, not her again." I had to stop myself from laughing out loud.
(Script format is easier)
Me: "you mean adding material to it?"
EB: "no, a halter."
Me: "Oh. I don't know."
I thought that she might just want to buy it and her other items, since it was on clearance for $9.99, and try something with it to make it a halter, and I was going to start scanning her items, but apparently she didn't want to do that.
EB: (In the most "you're too stupid to be working here" tone of voice I've ever heard): Well, is there someone here who does know?
I looked around for Karen, who works on the floor, and would know this sort of thing and pointed her out to the customer. We could both see her from the customer service desk, and she was all of about 10 feet away from us.
Me: Karen is right over there. She can answer your question.
Then she just stood there looking at me for a few seconds. I thought she was just going to go ask her, since she could see her, and it's not like she had to trek 1 mile uphill in chest deep snow or something to get to her, and there were other people waiting in line behind her. I wasn't sure what she wanted, so I said "did you want to go and ask her?" She sighed, rolled her eyes in an oh so obvious way, aggressively grabbed her stuff off the counter and went over to ask Karen.
I mean, really? Is it really that hard for you to walk less than 10 feet to go ask her a question? You know what you want done to the bra. You can explain it better than I can, and get the answer you're looking for. Besides, there's no reason why I should hold everybody else up, just because you feel entitled to have me running around doing everything for you.
The best part was that later, I was covering for someone in children's wear, and who walks up? EB. I saw her stop for a second, roll her eyes and she had this look on her face like "oh no, not her again." I had to stop myself from laughing out loud.
So myself and my partner in crime, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
missdeth , have come up with some new fun pieces and wanted to share!
( More this way! )
missdeth , have come up with some new fun pieces and wanted to share!( More this way! )
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July 13th, 2009
Italy
http://www.romeinlimo.com/
http://www.througheternity.com/
http://www.tourofitaly.com
http://www.limoinrome.com
http://www.driverguideservice.com
http://www.allarounditaly.net/ (Fabrizio)
http://www.ladolcevitatours.com/home.ht
http://www.italylimousine.com
http://www.francescomarrapese.com
http://www.amalfi-drive.com
Livorno, Italy
Florence, Pisa, Tuscany
http://www.tuscanyinmypocket.com
http://www.sunflower-tours.com
Villefranche, France
Cannes, Nice, Eze, St. Paul de Vence, Monaco/Monte Carlo
http://www.revelation-tours.com/
http://www.ssk.fr/en/ssk-dreamliner.p
http://www.dream-tours.com
http://pagesperso-orange.fr/dicristo/pi
http://www.traveltourprestige.com/
Marsille, France
Provence towns & villages
http://www.revelation-tours.com/
http://www.ssk.fr/en/ssk-dreamliner.p
http://www.traveltourprestige.com/
http://pagesperso-orange.fr/dicristo/pi
http://www.ventoux-decouvertes.com/somm
http://www.marseille-private-tours.c
http://www.provence-travel.com/day-trip
http://www.romeinlimo.com/
http://www.througheternity.com/
http://www.tourofitaly.com
http://www.limoinrome.com
http://www.driverguideservice.com
http://www.allarounditaly.net/ (Fabrizio)
http://www.ladolcevitatours.com/home.ht
http://www.italylimousine.com
http://www.francescomarrapese.com
http://www.amalfi-drive.com
Livorno, Italy
Florence, Pisa, Tuscany
http://www.tuscanyinmypocket.com
http://www.sunflower-tours.com
Villefranche, France
Cannes, Nice, Eze, St. Paul de Vence, Monaco/Monte Carlo
http://www.revelation-tours.com/
http://www.ssk.fr/en/ssk-dreamliner.p
http://www.dream-tours.com
http://pagesperso-orange.fr/dicristo/pi
http://www.traveltourprestige.com/
Marsille, France
Provence towns & villages
http://www.revelation-tours.com/
http://www.ssk.fr/en/ssk-dreamliner.p
http://www.traveltourprestige.com/
http://pagesperso-orange.fr/dicristo/pi
http://www.ventoux-decouvertes.com/somm
http://www.marseille-private-tours.c
http://www.provence-travel.com/day-trip
busy
So I've been working on my Miwako Sakurada costume (from Paradise Kiss) for what seems like forever now and I'm finally tying up the last few loose ends before I can call it 100% done. In my complete exhaustion, I've decided to give up on making the white shirt that she wears with her picnic outfit and just try to buy something and touch it up since what I have going right now is a complete disaster.
Does anybody have anything similar that they're willing to sell? It doesn't have to be absolutely perfect since I'm sewing proficient, but the sewing-from-scratch thing just isn't working!
More reference pictures:
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Thanks!~
GET OFF MY LAWN...
