Salon Con

Salon Con was basically as excuse to get creative with psuedo-Victorian duds. The planned "intellectual discussions" were generally lame, and the entertainment I witnessed was just sad. Apparently Voltaire was amazing but he didn't perform until nearly 1am and I was gone. I did find an excellent vendor with very creative work.

Matt & I looked fab, but I failed to get pics of us and most of our friends. Cicely (red corset & matching purse) is the one exception. The others are just random dresser-uppers.