paper dress

I’ve got a couple project in the works that I have to design characters and costumes for, and I was thinking of doing it in a style something like this, almost like paper-cutout dress-up dolls, so I can nail down the anatomy of the character first and then build in layers upon it, or explore variations with the same base body.

…This is not one of my characters, this is Malon from The Legend of Zelda. Contemporary outfits thrown in for giggles.

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.

Happy FRIDAY FASHION FACT! Today I’m going more modern than I’ve ever gone before in these posts. And what better topic to go modern with than one that is named for the term? That’s right, we’re talking mod! Specifically, we are talking about the one piece of fashion that arguably epitomized the mod culture: the paper dress.

I’ve spoken about dresses made out of unusual materials before (see: the glass dress) but what is so interesting about the paper dress is how popular it was, albeit for a short time. In 1966, the Scott Paper Company released a marketing campaign where it would ship customers a dress made out of “Dura-Weve” paper for just $1.25 (a dollar for the dress and 25 cents handling.) The material was essentially a cellulose paper mixed with traces of rayon. This gave the dress more durability and flexibility as compared to standard paper. The original Scott Company paper dress was sold in two patterns, a black and white geometric “op-art” print, and a red paisley “bandana” print. Both the simplistic cut and bold patterns of the dress were clearly aimed at capturing the attention of the booming mod culture.

The typically young crowd who followed the mod lifestyle were known to strive for the next, newest, and even most futuristic styles, whether it be music, art, or clothes. They were bold and sleek, and broke away from all things traditional. In essence, they were the opposite of the World War II “Greatest Generation” which preceded them. So how does the paper dress fit into this? The disposable nature of the paper dress was highly appealing to the mod generation. Many believed paper was the fabric of the future, and that one day all clothing would be made out of the material. It was fast-fashion at it’s fastest. The ephemeral nature of the dresses meant that you could consistently (and affordably) purchase new clothing. It also blended well with the art of the day. This was peak Warhol era, and his pop art prints were perfect to adorn the simple shift dresses, as were the colorful psychedelic prints of the time. Paper dresses made it easy to always wear the newest patterns and art.

Several companies quickly followed Scott’s lead, and soon paper dresses were everywhere, as well as other styles of paper clothing, including menswear. Within a year, though, the novelty faded, and the realization of the impracticality outweighed the idealistic image of paper clothing. The fad disappeared as quickly as it began. Yet paper clothing hasn’t vanished completely. Instead, it found it’s niche in hospitals, where it’s affordable and disposable nature is perfect for sanitary purposes. So in a way, the mod’s were right, paper was the fabric of the future, just not in the way they expected.

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Hello everyone!! Behold!! Shirogane The black Paladin’s Paper doll kits are here!! 

I planned this to be on the sale.. but I change my mine..! 
If I’m going to draw some more paladin dress up paper dolls, I may going change my mind..later.. But NOW!!

I want yo guys to know how fun to dress up my fav Paladin in Voltron!!

Please love him and dress him as you please with love.!!

*Warning* This artworks is copyright by Moto0207, and DO NOT re-post or use it as profit without permission!!


Birthday Bows

Originally posted by smiling-calum

Warning: light bondage.

Snow fell soundlessly from the heavy clouds above as you and Harry trekked home from his birthday dinner. He had suggested calling a taxi when you left his friends at the restaurant, mentioning that the two of you may have had a few too many and it was a bit chilly for a midnight stroll. But the second the first flake hit your nose and you took in the way the light from the street lamps reflected off the fresh fallen snow down the path toward home, you insisted on walking.

“It’s like a postcard, Harry,” you said hopefully, pushing him to concede. Your giddy smile and flushed cheeks are what got him to agree even though he knew you’d both be chilled to the bone by the time you got home. But for now you had each other and the alcohol in your bellies to keep warm.

You had both drank more than you planned, especially Harry. But the wine had been flowing and the conversation among friends was rolling; it was the most at ease you had seen Harry in weeks. Prepping for tour always got him a bit stressed, and you only had a few more weeks before he hit the road again, so you weren’t going to put a stop to the drinking and dampen the mood. You just hoped Harry would be up for all you had planned upon the return home; you knew how a wine drunk got him a bit sleepy.

But you were reassured that Harry was less drunk than he seemed as you cut through the park together and you lost your footing a bit on the slick footpath. Before you could tumble sideways into the snowdrifts, Harry’s grip on your hand tightened as he reached to steady you by the waist. He looked down at you, checking to make sure you were all right and as an amused smile broke out across your lips, he busted out laughing.

Laughter echoed through the empty park. You clung to the edges of Harry’s coat, burying your face in his chest as you continued to giggle. His hand caressed the back of your neck as he kissed your temple. “And I thought I had too much to drink, love.”

“Hey!” You swatted his chest playfully, causing him to put his hands up to defend himself. “I’m not drunk, the path is icy.”

“Sure, love.”

“Harry, really!” you giggled. “I’m not drunk.” He eyed you knowingly. It may have been dark, but you knew his eyes were shining as they always did when he was being playful. “Just a bit tipsy.”

“Just a bit tipsy,” he repeated, throwing his arm over your shoulders and continuing the journey home.

“Yes,” you said firmly before adding under your breath, “I needed to boost my confidence for later anyway.”

“Hmm?” Harry glanced down at you with intrigue. You gave him a coy smile and shrugged. He wasn’t satisfied, but he didn’t feel the need to press further. Home was close and he’d get it out of you soon enough.

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