for the illustration friday theme a couple of weeks ago, layer. layers of lace and ruffles :3
a little about this illustration: i don't wear lolita fashion, but i have been heavily inspired by and interested in it for a few years now. and after all this time i can't seem to get it out of my head, even though i will almost certainly never have any part in it, other than collecting photos and doodling lolita girls over and over in my sketchbooks. it appeals so much to certain parts of me that i wish i could reclaim, and here is where i am going to get a little deep about it!
in high school i used to put a lot of effort into dressing up every day, and standing out. i used to dress a lot more boldly than i can bring myself to now. it is a kind of bravery that i've begun to lack as i get older, and i truly miss it. i admire those who dress this way because it is so outlandish, so ridiculous at times, and it doesn't matter. it either doesn't matter or it's what they love about it. if i could afford to, and if i went out more, i would be very tempted to dress in super sweet lolita from time to time... but i know i would feel that creep of embarassment that i never felt before. and that's a shame.
anyway. it may not look like it has much meaning, but this came out of that.