#pg.task

[amirahbotros]

— ❝𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝.❞

a diamond ruby gold serpenti necklace. a gold filigree mask topped with golden vipers. black louboutins with a gold wrap-around snake clasp. a gold and diamond-studded cobra that tantalizingly twists around her torso and breasts. black, skin-tight leather pants. 

to say she is adorned in vipers is an understatement--but what could they expect from the keeper of snakes herself? 

upon receiving the personal invitation from viviana de cervantes, amirah knew exactly whose death she was to embody in her choice of attire. covered in more gold, jewels, and diamonds than actual articles of clothing, amirah botros attends la mascarada de muerte as medusa. 

[demoisellesombre]

“There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s rue for you, and here’s some for me . . .”

Geneviève’s masquerade choice comes to her slightly later than most. After all, what’s the fun in something like this if you don’t try to thin outside the box, a little? Whether her choice still abides by the rules that Viviana has set is entirely up to you – Geneviève is quite happy to give you a little lecture: At the slightest provocation, she’ll say that, since Hamlet set her death in motion with his recklessness, of course Ophelia was murdered!

Regardless, it’s the visual effect that matters here, surely. On that, she delivers. Her Ophelia is delicate, of course, but also unmistakably no longer alive. with twigs tangled into her hair to form a crown and a beautiful dress soaked in tea leaves for the brief time at hand. The overall effect is chilling.

Geneviève walks into the ball looking just as if she has been dragged from a watery grave.

Perhaps Gertrude was sugarcoating things after all.