Christmas countdown

HoHoHo out there in blogland! Sure you are in the same Christmas countdown stress as I am. So I make it short.

Saturday was time to break out and show the world what St. Nicholas aka Honey bought me: this 50s handbag made out of marbled silver Lucite and woven chrome.

The bouncer asked me, entering the club: "What the hell is that? Why you carry a thing to make meat loaf in??"

 

We joined the Salon Obscure, a party row for swing lovers. They had such a fantastic surreal light there... 

and we danced a lot. I missed swing dancing so much in the almost gone by busy year.

Tired and bored from all the grey turtlenecks and black coats in this season - I chose a propper summer dress with a bright roses print. It is a "70s does 40s" crepe frock, a present from Just Another Wandrobe Experience 's fleamarket stall.
I had to wear it with furry booties underneath - it's still a rainy dark December night.
 

  And lucite again on my 50s charm bracelet with english coins - a gift I made myself.

    

Hope you all have a stressfree holiday time with your family and a very dedicated Santa!

Lauren Bacall 2.0

Waahh... Do I really stroll around to kill better dressed ladies on the street? Don't worry, just kidding!

This is a "behind the scenes"- picture from the Film-Noir-Shooting by the super talented and award-winning Austrian photographer Bina Winkler. She wanted to do a tribute to the great Lauren Bacall who deceased lately. Luckily I knew the perfect beauty for our project: the lady behind the Just Another Wandrobe Experience blog. What a natural acting talent.

I did the make up&hair&styling and story&set design&lighting asisstence, used my furniture to decorate and the incredible collection of authentic clothing from the model. We had so much fun - it didn't feel like work at all.

Hope you like that movie Lauren Bacall never made ... "Deadly Lovers" in the style of 1946.

A young blonde beauty from a little village is captured in an unhappy marriage to an older and rich husband in Metropolis. She decides to get rid of him, calls the life insurance company to change the contract and tries to poison him in a hotel room after a romantic night out. But she gets caught in the act... the witness is a ganster and then she finds out that her husband is one, too. After a thrilling pursuit she kills the gangster and leaves the big city with a heart full of dreams and a suitcase full of suppressed dollars.

 

THE END

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