I know, none of that makes any sense. Jabberwockys? Pirate Ships? Renaissance Festival?
The fact of the matter is: who gives a damn. I don't care if it makes zero sense. Pirates and Jabberwockys don't actually ever coincide in a real-life Renaissance Festival, so what we can take away from this nonsense is that Lewis Carroll in his homemade opium clouds, with all of his little Alices running around him, would be very proud.
Here is the head piece to my Jabberwocky outfit:
It's not done. It's basically going to be a crown that goes on my head. I'm going to have antler-horms coming out of the middle attached to head-band or something.
Next I need to find a fashion corset I can ruin with feathers and nasty black-and-green paint.
WHO KNOWS. Maybe I will use this in a burlesque number. I'm definitely creating the headpiece so I can take it apart and use it for future bellydance attire.
Whatever happens, it will be magnificent. And make very little sense.
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