Joy Overload

It seems enquiring minds want to know how the Ball went, and truth be told, my dears, I still haven't quite recovered. January has truly been a month of too much goodness. From the Animal Masquerade on New Years Eve to last night's stunning Yard Dogs Road Show, it's been feathers, frolicking, and far too much whiskey for this tart.

First - the Edwardian Ball. Friday night was the World's Faire, and it was incredible. So many fabulous people, in so many jaw-dropping outfits... and exhibits with all kinds of mechanical wonders. All my favorites were in attendance. I made a fabulous sale to a lovely can-can dancer from Le CanCan Bijou, who had a corset that looked like it was made to go with the Juniper set. The talented Mr. Nightshade snapped a picture of her later in the eve... and you can just catch a glimpse her finery.

See Mr. Nightshade's spectacular array of Edwardian Ball weekend photos at his Web site, The Blight.

Stationed at my Adornments for Tarts table, I didn't see much of the evening's performances, but I heard they were amazing. I was content, however, to simply stay in my parlour and admire the lovelies as they paraded by. You can see I managed to lure Industrial Fairytale out at the last minute.

We took Saturday night off but I heard the Ball was beyond imagination. We went back for Sunday Gorey Sunday, where only the truly die-hard costume and circus freaks turned out ~ still not tired of dressing up! ~ and it had a decidedly more goth-y feel to it. Besides the wonderful Vau de Vire acrobatics, my favorite part was, of course, the endlessly amusing antics of Fou Fou Ha. We managed to sneak in some back-stage marauding of our own with Mama Fou and Floufer.

See my love Stache's full set of pictures on Flickr.

Having had only one night to recover from the Edwardian Weekend, last night we couldn't resist going to see the Yard Dogs Road Show for the first time after years of wanting to see them... and we were floored. Sword-swallowers, burlesque wind-up dolls, confetti, the sultriest trombone player ever, feather fans, and even a magical chicken! Here's the magnificent Samsa Asylum playing her accordion.

And it's not over yet... this weekend we are all going to see DeVotchKa! And then hopefully in February I can catch my breath.