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Less searchable M0rd4nt
22:13 / 28.05.02
Inspired by Saveloy's comment here, in respect of the harmless barmpot who likes to dress up as Peter Pan:

I think he's great, myself, and wish there were more people doing such things in public. A world where people can dress how they like without fear of ridicule is A Good Thing.

Now, personally I think Peter Pan is a crap book. I'm much more of a Lewis Carrol man myself. And my inital reaction to a fortysomething bloke in green tights was to spray cheap alcohol all over my longsuffering keyboard. But on reflection (and I'm a bit ashamed that I even needed reflection), what's wrong with it? In fact, this guy must be on of the bravest motherloving bastards that ever lived- he's got his fizzog all over the net, pudding-bowl-haircut and satin knickers and all. We all wear fucking stupid shit for far less noble reasons that "heck, I just like it!"

The more I thought about it, the more his velveteen britches seemed like a badge of honour. So without further ado, I present....


Mordant Carnival's Pink Half Of The Proverbial Drainpipe

Clothes/accessories/makeup: Tight PVC trews, hotpants, etc, etc. Long floppy skirts made of nice strky velvet and satin, in black and good colours. Huge fuckoff Docs with about a million holes and purple ribbons for laces. Fairy costumes. Velour kilts. Tinted contact lenses of kitty eyes, goat eyes, radiation/biohazard symbols, or just chrome eyes or something. T-shirts of Marilyn Manson, Joy Div, or anyone else I happen to want on my t-shirts. Frilly shirts. Fake mould. Huge silver dangly things.

Location: A big disused factory or a castle or something. With a geodesic dome. There would be enough space for important things like Tesla coils, plasma sabres, table footie, rollerskating, bondage, etc. It would include a huge telly and a playstation and some good games and a big kitchen where you could wake up at 3am and go and make pasta al'arabiatta or beans on toast or a stew. There would also be a he-youuuuge garden with really good soil that grew anything you planted in it.

People: Mates, random creative folk, family, spongers, at least one tranny maid and a butler who got off on being a butler.

There would also be tea and stickies.


So, given an unlimited supply of guilt-free dosh and other resources, what would be in yourmetaphorical velveteen brithches?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:16 / 28.05.02
A disco (yes, disco, not club) where they played nothing but Strawberry Switchblade.
 
 
that
03:58 / 29.05.02
Fake mould??????
 
 
Ierne
14:48 / 29.05.02
...and a butler who got off on being a butler. – Mordant C@rnival

Butlers are good for big houses, yes. But I live in a lovely top floor brownstone apartment, and I can't think of a more perfect addition to my insanity than a valet. Oh yes – If she had the $$$/£££, Ierne would have a gentleman's personal gentleman to put the whiskey in her coffee, make sure her leathers are saddle-soaped & shiny, and brush her cats.
 
 
Knight's Move
11:19 / 30.05.02
As a man who had to do a one man Star Trek costume pub crawl recently (a horrible bet went wrong) I know the joy of walking through city streets with a bright orange Action Man water pistol as a phaser (the costume was deliberately prepared as poor to make me look even more tragic...) and answering every phone call with "Captain to Bridge". But I also know that very few people really mention it as they are all into some sort of timidity disguised as "too cool to qualify" trip (also I did it in Cambridge so probably everyone went bloody students, do it in London and I proabably be taking my meals through a straw). So with that in mind:

I already do wear ludicrously coloured suits on a fairly regular basis (purple I like, gives that Imperial/Joker feel) but I really want a long coat in black/white lozenges for a harlequinade feel and some sort of fedora (I would say hat with feather but that would too much like the Mask), black/white correspondents and a cane to top it off. That could be fun in clubs.

Oh, and I want Battersea Power Station, as me and my sister want to to turn it into a fuck-off great night club/house/secret laboratory Bond villain style headquarters. Actually I only just thought of the laboratory but I'm sure she'd agree with me. The first nightclub with fully armed security guards, technicians in different coloured overalls and a hopelessly flawed but really cool looking doomsday device (dancefloor with built in giant weather control device). Nice.
 
 
Lurid Archive
12:00 / 30.05.02
a butler who got off on being a butler. - Mordant

Oh yes – If she had the $$$/£££, Ierne would have a gentleman's personal gentleman... - Ierne

I suspect that Mordant may be thinking of the kind of servant that pays you to see to your needs. Doubtless, they would need a firm hand to keep them in line...
 
 
Ierne
12:25 / 30.05.02
...the kind of servant that pays *you* to see to your needs. Doubtless, they would need a firm hand to keep them in line... – Lurid Archive

Ah Lurid, the valets who do it for fun never get the right proportion of whiskey to coffee. I'll have to pay for that privilege.

(Admittedly they do treat the leathers right, though. I may have to consider getting back in the game...)
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
18:45 / 30.05.02
And I want to turn the Houses of Parliament into a nightclub. A perv nightclub.

Okay, a better perv nightclub.
 
 
Ierne
20:12 / 30.05.02
Putting a bit more thought into this (than I should? Hmmmmm...), if I had an "unlimited supply of guilt-free dosh and other resources" I think I would have a small house built in the style of
Charles
Rennie
Mackintosh.

And fill it with furniture designed by Eileen
Gray.

And I'd have far more leather, suede & velvet in my wardrobe than I do now.
 
  
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