I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with your Dracula poster or the Halloween decorations that never come down. I’m saying that, when you’re ready for a stainless steel coffin flask, absinthe soap, a preserved rhino beetle, or a human vertebrae, NECROMANCE will be there for you. Have cash, get scary.
Stefan Bucher’s monster-a-day site, complete with app so that you can draw your own. He had me at: “Show me your monsters & I’ll show you mine.”
Screw the paper pirate hat, I’m in it to win it with paper Rococo hair, courtesy of artisans Nikki Salk and Amy Flurry! (Sincere thanks to Keith Dvorak for the introduction to their work.)
From the genius of “Unspeakable Vault (of Doom)“:
Violinists get eaten first; that’s why I play the cello.
At some point, lifelong goths begin to wear their black INSIDE and are thus free to wear pink or ThinkGeek t-shirts if they like. This is not because they’ve grown out of any particular phase; it is simply that they no longer need fashion to proclaim their aesthetic. It is important to note that, after this point is reached, any costuming that happens is really over-the-top and splendid. We’re a glamorous tribe.
(Cartoon by the dark genius of Natalie Dee.)