Is glitter a color? 12:32 PM

Swaddled in pelts, the Fairy Gothmothers venture into the woods (yet again).

We do not always wander in darkness. Sometimes the burning rays of the sunshine filtered through hazy clouds beckon us forth -- these balmy rays convince us (by psychic mind-control) to decorate trees with every bauble and piece of jewelry we own. They also make our noses bleed and our eyes bruise, seeing as we are not accustomed to the light.

I present to you our daytime tree-decorating ritual:

 All photos of Amber were taken by Katelyn, all photos of Katelyn were taken by Amber.  Set + wardrobe styling done by Katelyn + Amber collectively. Photos edited by Katelyn.

Wander, We still Wander. 12:53 AM

Our stomachs were full, but our hearts were still empty. You see, Miss Havisham,* we know how you felt. A table scattered with food, but no one but ourselves to share it with. Tragic. Now we are left to wander the darkness in our finest clothes.

All clothing is vintage, all pieces on the table and in the trees were plucked from our infinite closets. Katelyn's headpiece was hand studded by her. All edits were completed by Amber, all photos of Katelyn taken by Amber and all photos of Amber taken by Katelyn.

*from Charles Dickens' Great Expectations

THESE ARE YOUR GOTHMOTHERS... 12:36 PM

in hiding.

in transit.

in velvet.

in the woods.

in wind.

IN BLACK.