I think I just made a tit out of myself.
Found an email address for the woman who designs Johnny Slut's outfits and... well, offered compliments to her aesthetic sensibility, explained that he was kind enough to tell me who made his divine latex-mesh-feather outfit, and very tentatively asked if she designs for individuals outside of friends and catwalk/ exhibition. Then apologised for any offence, as I've never approached a designer about their work before but really, really loved his eye-catching outfit. And explained that I adore the early Siouxie/Specimen/batcave look and the fluid gender boundaries of it, and thus found her work really interesting just in general.
I am now expecting a chilly, confused, or faintly disturbed response.
I'm not good at talking to strangers in that kind of context.
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The noblest sentiment I have encountered and the most passionate political statement to stir my heart both belong to a fictional character. Why do we have no politicians as pure in their intent and determinedly joyous in their outlook as Arkady Bogdanov of Red Mars?
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