Fresh from the waning of those hot summer days, the night is calling. Usually reserved for the mythical abode of the dead, the underworld is where we are finding festival clothing making a new life in a place of departed souls. Dark energy filled with secret looks of the illicit, we travel to the underworld. Following our femme fatale through the neon lit scene, we catch glimpses of liquid Demonia, black goth platform boots pounding soundlessly under DJ drum and bass, J Valentine waist cinchers and LASR fiber optic whips adding layers to the chaos. Loungefly Celestial Dreams reflect intentions set under the crescent moons to the clacking of UV reflective rave fans as our hero weaves in and out, leaving not a trace or whisper. She is our dark angel.
Photography: Remi + Tori
Model: Juliette Sureau
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