She was dressed in rich materials — satins, and lace, and silks — all of white. Her shoes were white. And she had a long white veil dependent from her hair, and she had bridal flowers in her hair, but her hair was white. Some bright jewels sparkled on her neck and on her hands, and some other jewels lay sparkling on the table. Dresses, less splendid than the dress she wore, and half-packed trunks, were scattered about. She had not quite finished dressing for she had but one shoe on — the other was on the table near her hand . . .. (Charles Dickens, Great Expectations)
The wedding season is upon us! Everyone loves a wedding, but it takes a special kind of person to love Miss Havisham. She is the personification of everything a young girl has been taught to fear: being dumped by her beloved on her wedding day.
The trick to this look is a white dress (of course), wistfully disheveled hair, a slightly-smudged smoky eye and a slash of red lipstick (or perhaps a glimmer of a lip stain).
Other “I Want To Be” posts can be found here.