Wednesday, September 25, 2013

In Case I Need to Exorcise a Nightclub. You Never Know.

Some events render purses an encumbrance. Some clothes do not have pockets. So I made myself a utility belt. I used a couple of pouches from the army surplus store, the strap from a pair of old cargo shorts, and some heavy duty canvas.
The embroidered amulets come from old grimoires, via A.E. Waite's Book of Black Magic.
I'm kinda in love with it.

1 comment:

  1. Only kinda in love with it? If it's not passion beyond hearts ending, drop a wench a line and let me know what you would want to be paid for it - because it's definitely making MY heart go pitter-pat! And between working the odd shows as everything from booth bunny (sigh, but helps pay the bills), costumer as well as gigs as security (a 6'2 amazon who can channel someone great aunt with a smile backed up with a whomp stick can often calm the waters easier then a male ogre just with the whomp stick!) means I'm always on the hunt for something to hold my assorted kit/s and as someone who sews a lot - you did an absolutely amazing job. If your love ever falters or you want to make a sibling to send out into the world, drop me a line and let me know how many coins I need to shake from the tree to make it mine.