Did you know your hard-core fans call themselves McAvoyeurs? As in voyeurism?
Yeah, I did know that. That’s been kicking about for a good three, four, five years now. It’s kind of lovely, I have to say. The voyeuristic element of the title inspires a certain amount of paranoia, but they have proved to be the nicest, the most respectful, and kind, supportive fans over the last few years. McAvoyeurs tend to be really nice, really chilled out. There’s no hysteria, no craziness, so whenever I meet fans, I can always tell a McAvoyeur, because they’re pretty cool.
Everyone has their own story and that’s something I hope for everyone to learn at a young enough age. Just because something is right for someone else doesn’t make it right for you. It’s c o o l e r to be y o u r s e l f.
I’ve been recently enjoying looking far and wide for the best vintage fashion I can find. Clothing with a story, a past. Heavy fabrics, jewels, veils. My latest trip is feeling a connection to all women throughout history through fashion. I love wearing clothes knowing that I’m carrying the spirit of previous fashionistas, and living out more of their fantasies, and my own. I believe clothes carry the soul of the designer and the person wearing them forever, so I look for clothes with a soul. Perhaps it’s something only I can see. But I know it’s real.