Ugga Wugga Wicca Wam 3:44 PM

Cowgirls and Indians of the eternally black forest are constantly at war -- warring with each other while also battling the crippling rays of sunshine that decide to shoot through branches and leaves, shriveling our skin (virgin from the sun-kiss-of-death). Back into darkened wigwams and stables we retreat, hiding from the inevitable dawn of day (but still at war; always at war).

Photos of Katelyn were taken by Amber, photos of Amber were taken by Katelyn.  Styled in a collaboration between Katelyn and Amber.  All clothing & accessories are vintage.  Photos edited by Katelyn.

When the Cat is Away... 12:16 PM

Bored with no where to go. Prisoners of a darkened house, left to occupy our time and wait. Fearful of the outside because the sun beats down, turning our foreheads into breeding grounds for sweat and our pale skin into red burns. And then, when he returns, nothing changes. We are still bored, perhaps even more so than when we are left alone.

All styling was a collaborative effort between Katelyn and Amber. All photos of Katelyn were taken by Amber and vice versa. This week's grounds for photos was provided by Dale Grandfield and Bradford Zuercher.

You Raucous Voyeurs 9:35 PM

We're supposed to be alone.

We always think we're alone.

We're not alone.

We're not alone.

There are others -- They are voyeurs. They are waiting to capture us - to take us further into the darkness. Perhaps it isn't so much that they are watching from afar,

but that they are dormant pieces of ourselves, waiting to take us further into the darkness than we already are.

All styling was a collaborative effort between Katelyn and Amber. Photos of Amber & Katelyn were taken by Lisa-Noël Grandfield. Photos of Amber were taken by Katelyn and vice versa.

Ballerinas in the sky with(out) diamonds 2:06 AM

The sky was hazy, filled with a heavy thickness that could only indicate rain.  Rain could indeed fall, and it could be sunshower summer rain, acid rain, cold rain, warm rain or....goth ballerina rain.  Do you remember the day goth ballerinas fell out of the sky dancing?  It was today.  It is today.  You will remember this day for the rest of your life.  This is a rare weather phenomenon -- rarer than a double rainbow or a blizzard in Texas.

This is the beginning of the end, and the first day of the rest of your life all fused together and wrapped in darkness, crinoline and pink lace.

Finally, when they hit the earth they turned into multi-colored nuclear acid rain drops.  The end.


All photos taken in a collaborative event, by Katelyn, Amber and Alex.  Styled by Katelyn and Amber.  Edited by Katelyn.

Showing Off But Still Shut Off. 11:44 PM

When you are constantly in darkness, you must find ways to fill the void that seems infinite. Because of this, your fairy gothmothers are women of many trades. By night, we star in a burlesque act that harkens back to the age of pin-up women, but with a much darker thread running through it. If you look hard enough, you can find us - amidst the fur and velvet lined walls and dimly lit rooms, we are there. We are there, but still, there is that infinite void.

All styling was a collaborative effort between Katelyn and Amber. Photos of Amber were taken by Katelyn, photos of Katelyn were taken by Amber. Photos of Katelyn & Amber were taken by George Schmauch of Zeitgeist Photography.