Having abandoned the big city for rural living, instead of lurking in dark places of London can now be found lurking in dark places in Cornwall. But you'll need a good map to find me as now get more cows go past the front door than cars. The last time this place was a main road was in 1497 when the rebels went past the door on the march to London to protest the poll tax...
Have thrown in London life to live in an old Mill and sew sequins on things. My tastes slant towards the weird and decadent. I love sparkly things - damn near extrude glitter dust, wear too much make-up, can't walk properly in sensible shoes and love corsetry and dressing up...
I'm an experienced costumer and also lecture in fashion history. I love movies, science fiction and the weird...my typing is rubbish due to inch long nails. I have pink hair most of the time and don't tan.
Most recently can be seen running about the bluebells woods in hiking boots and fairy wings singing 'hello trees, hello birds' loudly and off key...