Costumes

I don’t believe in wearing costumes to auditions. Dressing with a suggestion of knowing who the character is and showing that you’ve done your research is fine, full-out costumes are not fine and will get you put into the crazy-person file. There is always a crazy-person file. You do not want to be in that file.

I do, however, believe in wearing costumes in everyday life.

I woke up that morning wanting to be someone else. Specifically wanting to be Marion Cotillard in Midnight in Paris. I loved this movie, unabashedly and totally. It is such a sweet, wonderful, genuine, beautiful little film. I got totally swept up in the idea of thinking that a time other than my own was, in fact, the place to be- and that if I wanted it badly enough, I’d be able to experience it.

Also, Marion Cotillard is made of perfect. Let’s just get that truth out in the open. She wins at everything.

This may have something to do with the way I deal when Boyfriend leaves. I do a lot more dressing up in crazy costumes.

I usually never wear anything with a dropped-waist, but we all know how I love beading and details and something extra added to the basics, like with this tank:

I imagined I was disappearing into another time, just for a bit. Experimented with a photoshoot in the emergency stairwell in my building.

I would have added an adorable low t-strap heel, but it just seemed way more fun to go monochromatic, letting the textures and fabrics play off themselves. Sheer knife-pleated skirt up against a beaded jersey tank, with heavy plastic beads and patent leather. A fun escape into costumes without getting put into the crazy file. I hope.

wearing:
beaded tank: don’t remember
pleated skirt: Urban
patent oxfords: Via Spiga