Hats with a side of bile

I still haven't gotten my trusty mannequin a new sorry-i-burned-your-head wig, but i'm gonna, i swear.
Until then i'm letting her borrow some of my bling, and i think she likes it.
Here's a couple of new pieces i finished, one headband style and one straight up fascinator.

Big ass flower i bought in California and some sweet vintage lace
Really big
Pretty fall colors

Some of you may know this about me, but i'm sure most of you don't: i really, really hate the whole rockabilly/psychobilly/tattooed chick look.
You know the one i'm talking about, right?
Hate it.
Whenever i go to a convention, Ink and Iron in particular, or tattoo related event, i make damn sure to dress the opposite of that.
Not that i'd dress like that at home, but i double check for faux vintage 50's items, leopard print, perfectly coiffed bangs, pencil skirts and anything with skulls on it.
I just really can't stand that everyone has to look the same, that being tattooed somehow means dressing the same, liking the same things and in some peoples cases, even having the same friggin tattoos.
A uniform is a uniform is a uniform.
And i hate uniforms.

So i kinda surprised myself by making this very classic red/leopard/net fascinator.
I can't explain why i did it, maybe i felt like taking the look back?
Cause i may hate what the look has become, but i still love the era it's inspired by and all the fabulous and glamorous ladies who rocked it back then.

Rose, leaves and a single feather
Dotted netting over red felt
Base is lined with fuzzy leopard fabric and stays on with a comb

Hope you like them, and i hope i'll make lots more when i go to the country tomorrow (insert "weeee" sound here).

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