So I’m going to a Hozier concert alone today, and I need help picking out my outfit. This is option number one. And I was like, mmm, but you’ve already worn this. And then I was like, what kind of dystopian brat are you? Like, are you a girl or are you a rat to capitalism? She’s a struggle. Let me whip off my bangs really quick, cause I don’t think I like that. This is a night of transcending into an ethereal being. But anyway, I can give anything from cottagecore princess to evil witch, two Siren luring men to their death, right? Because I have fairy tale wench range in my style. I have this corset, which is from Lucia Designs, and it comes with matching jewelry, and I’ve been dying to wear it. It’s so giving that I live in a stone castle. I also wanted to try it with black because I thought it would make a difference. a purity scale of the out, it’s like the first one was giving virginal, and this one is giving more sacrificial, but I feel like I know sin in both of these outfits. My most haunted thrift store find. For the low price of $30 at goodwill, you too can become a haunted ghost bride, wandering the castles, mourning and grieving for all the girls you’ve been and praying at the altar for all the girls you’ve become. Don’t think I won’t wear this to the Concert? Because I will. I’ve been saving it for the right moment. He asked for a corpse bride or someone to join the forest nips and abandon their physical body to become an ethereal being. I will be the first to raise my hands. I am ready and dressed. Let’s go.