First off, my suggestion is that you Youtube “Blood in My Eyes” by Calabrese while looking over this post, because it’s the perfect complement to these images of a should-be horror punk frontman.
The pep talk before the shoot went like this: “You’re an undead rockabilly ghoul…go creep around the cemetery like it’s your home.” And then I’m pretty sure the words “look evil, and like you think you’re cooler than everyone” came out of my mouth as well.
As wonderful as the Simpsons are, I never anticipated they’d be having such a street fashion moment. If you’re a Simpsons fan, now’s the time to stock up, because the internet is currently brimming with unique and affordable designs.
As a kid I watched The Simpsons religiously, collected the kid’s meal toys, and this year I rediscovered the comics (along with my other love, Betty & Veronica), so I was happy to rep my Springfield fandom and add a bit of much-needed color to my wardrobe.
First thing’s first, two things need to be said about this new photo set:
After all this time, this was my first outfit photo set featuring a lady (other than myself, duh). Yeah, I know. There was no reason behind it, it just worked out that way. But I realize 80% of the clothing I focus on is women’s clothing, yet 80% of the photos I take are of dudes, so I was wondering how long it would take before somebody called me out of that…
My model, Zue Byrd, had a clothing collection that gave me a bit of wardrobe envy. With the sea of spikes, skulls, and printed leggings it was like walking into a mini Trash and Vaudeville shop.
The wolf leggings are from GoJane, and if you’ve never been to that site, go now. You’ll find a nice selection of badass prints like these, and then you’ll also find a selection of absolutely crazy clown shit. I’m not even going to explain what I mean by that, just go take a look yourself.
Our subcultural landscape has become so flooded that there are an increasing amount of discrepancies over whether recently emerging subcultures truly exist or whether they’re simply hipster indulgences taken too far. Just because the New York Times wrote about Seapunk, does that really make it a thing? And do I need to acknowledge Street Goth just because people blog about it?
While these are both questions up for debate, I’m certain there’s one thing we can all agree on, and that is the legitimacy of the underground Mummy Punk scene, and the need for Mummy Punk to grow and expand into a more visible subculture.
Unlike jokey flash in the pan subcultural movements, Mummy Punk is not only grounded in fashion, but also music, history, and cinematic lore. But while I could regale you with a long essay about the history, you’re most likely here for the fashion, so here’s a short, basic primer for those new to the scene:
The Fashion: While there is no absolutely definitive Mummy Punk look, the style is often defined by deconstruction, asymmetry, tattered fabrics, bandage-print, and gauze.
We ditched the usual guyliner and undead, drug-addled vampire look, if only just this once. It was time. Even though my fashion interests span across the board, people usually refer to this as a goth blog (and I’ve made peace with it), so that’s a clear indication that I haven’t been giving other styles enough love. It was about time to get some punk/greaser style up in here.
My model, Mike Kwolek, brought a sleek wardrobe to the table, with a couple pieces I admitted I wanted to steal for myself (the creepers, definitely the creepers).
My last few purchases and fashion choices were heavily influenced by Korean men, and it all began with G-Dragon…
G-Dragon’s a solo artist and member of the boy band, Big Bang. I don’t even know how I came across his rainbow comic wonderland of a video, Crayon, but with his cartoony charm and more loud costume changes than Lady Gaga, I instantly fell in love. His music? Eh, I can take some and leave some. But I latched on to his flamboyant style, full of hard-edged and delicate contrasts.
The Black Diamond Bridge is pretty much visual perfection, so I was glad to finally utilize it in a shoot where I was behind the camera. This may have been one of my favorite shoots. There wasn’t too much pre-planning; people showed up, I threw some wardrobe options all over the floor, we winged the makeup and the only concrete plan was “we’ll shoot on the bridge,” which I think was to our benefit. I’m starting to realize there can definitely be such a thing as too much planning, and sometimes there’s a sense of satisfaction that comes with figuring things out along the way.
Here’s a quick hit of mind-blowing absurdity from Urb Clothing. Undoubtedly there are times when you think “oh man, how fabulous would it be if my legs were melting right now?” Or “I want to give the illusion that there are fluids dripping out of my pants, but like, in a chic way, y’know?”
I think these melting tights are straight up crazy, but crazy in the way that makes me want a pair. $50 for legware that’s part creepy, part disgusting, and part trying too hard–I’d say that’s a decent enough price for an epic conversation piece.
And check it out in pink–totally looks like dripping ice cream. So, does anyone find these sexy? Or does anyone like the illusion of Gak (wooty wooh, throwback!) coming out of their pants? Seriously, let me know what you think about these, I’m curious.
I’ve talked about dress up dolls before, but that was about a year ago, when I was still in the midst of my addiction. Some people have cigarettes, other people social networking, and I had an incessant desire to play dress up games. And it’s not even like you win anything, I just had an insatiable compulsion to style. But whatever, it happens (does it?), and I’ve since faced my problem and cut down my dress-up gaming to maybe once or twice a month. I’ve become substantially more discerning as well–no more spending precious free time all too thoughtfully trying to decide what kind of shirt to place on Tracey Morgan (yes, even Tracey Morgan has his own fashion game).
One of the best things about playing these games is seeing some of the bigger sites try to seem “in the know” in terms of alternative styles, which results in cringe-worthy choices at times–like a Pink Floyd tee appearing in a street punk dress up game (yes, street punk dress up games exist as well) or the distracting fact that a large majority of dress up sites have an “Emo” style category. Is that really still a thing? Didn’t the stylized emo culture just morph into some murky thing involving dubstep and bronies? I don’t, maybe for another blog post entirely…