inimicaldolly:

but people actually took it serious? 

Ahahahahahaha  

ladycube:

Will you walk into my parlor?: Doll's sweet lolita give away!

inimicaldolly:

After a three week wait, here it is. Finally, my Lolita give away in celebration of my 150 follwers! Honestly I didn’t think I’d ever get more than like 10.

This will be a lolita give away and includes one dress and a matching pair of socks. I will do something more unisex next time around as I…

so cute x3

stitchnymph:

For those of you who aren’t aware…this is what adorns my bedroom wall.

Yes, it is lifesize. Yes, I made it.

DUDE. DUDE. HOLY MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DO THIS FOR MY WALL. PLEASE. *throws money*

prettyinplague:

waywardvictorianconfessions:

Emilie Autumn is without a doubt a talented woman, but when it comes to burlesque…not so much. In her burlesque act she just looked angry and with no contact with the audience at all, it simply lacked the elegance and humour that is pretty much what burlesque is about.

Essentially. I mean I like the aesthetic of her act, but it really wasn’t as interesting as it could’ve been. I think it’s interesting as a performance art, but it really doesn’t quite work as a burlesque performance. 

But perhaps her intent was to not make it sensual to try to make a statement? Sort of like the theme of G!G!G!, where it’s kind of having an upbeat tune describing how these ‘lunatic girls’ were chosen to be put on display in cages like zoo animals to be objectified on their physical appearance and mocked at for their alleged ailments just so the Asylum could earn a pence or two off of them. 

I’ve always viewed Emilie’s costumes and acts to have that ironic twist of sensuality within her story. I wonder if she intends to say, “You’re sick for getting off on a tortured, suicidal mad girl in blood and rags.” But I could be looking too deeply into it. 

No, I don’t think you’re looking too deeply into it at all. Emilie has stated something similar to that effect and considering G!G!G! And the beginning of the performance and end (all cutesy and silly; talk about mood whiplash btw) are almost setting up the actual act to portray what she might consider an empowering performance. I don’t doubt one bit she aims for the “you’re sick for enjoying this” sort of sarcasm.