𝕰𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖆 𝕾.

𝒞𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 🪽 • Some outtakes from a February 2024 set that I never posted. No new content since I’ve been working so much but I wanted to say happy Valentine’s Day to all of you lovers, angels & hopeless romantics out there fanning the flames of your heart and keeping love alive in everything you do… Sending extra love, light and hugs to you all. Be extra good to yourselves today 🖤🪽 #valentines #massiveattack

We attended Day 1 of Grayscale @grayscalesummit in Salem, MA and it was so much fun! We had such a great time reconnecting with our old friends, connecting with new ones, getting tips & tricks from likeminded businesses folks and learning about everyone’s individual small biz journey within the alternative community 🖤 We’re sad we were only able to attend one day out of the three, but we’re grateful for the opportunity to attend and for all we learned from our fellow spooky business owners, bosses and baddies 🖤 Shoutout to @amberfromsalem from @diewithbootson and everyone who helped organize and was a part of it! We hope to do it again next year! ⚰️🖤 𝕾𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖞 𝖇𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉: @cinemasalem @shopneverwhere @foxbloodshop @diewithbootson @nocturnesalem @hillhouseparlour @brujabootique @tombgallery @livelongandpizza @thegulugulucafe *Special shoutout to @sammitery & @pandorasings_ for sending us some of their videos from Grayscale to include 🙌🏼 #covetoddities #grayscale #salemma #smallindiebusiness #smallbizsupportingsmallbiz

𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴… 💙 #winterblues #shadesofblue #strangeweather #unfixable

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨🪞 (2019 vs 2026) My interest with ornate gold frames started as a child when I would get empty ones from flea markets I frequented with my mom. Sometime in 2019 I placed all the mirrors and frames I had gathered together over the years on my bedroom wall and I became obsessed with the aesthetic. But after moving to Chicago in 2024, I shed my maximalist skin for a sleeker (easier to maintain) minimalist vibe for my home. This is why I’m so happy I was able to keep my vision alive by incorporating my cherished treasures into a part of Covet Oddities @covetoddities because it makes this space feel even more like home for me. An extension of the visions I saw in my own dreams. *Funny enough, a few years back my mom gave me a box of my belongings from high school that she had found in her basement while cleaning. Inside, amongst a ton of old poetry and song lyrics and photos, I found one single, solitary, ornate gold metal frame I had had since probably about 10 or 11 years old. (Oh, the memories.) Anyway, it’s now hanging on the shop wall as a reminder of where it all started. My inner hoarder is so proud of the fact that I knew I’d need that empty frame one day! #gothichomedecor #covetoddities #maximalistminimalist

𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗’𝖘 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖜𝖓 • 42 years around the sun, 42 years of winter. What a strange and wild ride it’s been. Grateful to still be here to feel the cold on my bones and the snow, from which I was birthed, beneath my feet. Seasons change, and I guess I have too in some ways- but really, looking back, I’ve always been the same. And I find comfort in knowing that the winter will always be the same too. The pale bleakness of it all, bloodless and unforgiving, yet somehow warm and embracing and magical at the same time. So here’s to another year of dichotomy. Another year of changing, yet remaining exactly who I am and was always meant to be. • (Thank you my love @death.scum for braving the cold to photograph me in my natural habitat.) 𝘈𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘐 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦… #decembersspawn #crowbar #decemberbaby #sagittariusseason

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦… November marked one entire year of living in this city by the lake— and dear friends, what a magical year it has been. Last November, I left what felt like a colorless and barren wasteland and stepped through a mirror to the other side into a wonderland full of beauty and art and Earth and individualism and feelings I have not felt since I was a child growing up in New England. Several times now I have found myself whisked back to moments in my childhood when I would sit in my apartment window and watch the snow fall outside on a snowed out school day, completely enamored by the quiet beauty caught between a pure blanket of white and a busy city sidewalk where no bustling crowd had yet dared to tread. I stare outside my windows now, watching the snow fall; the violet-grey haze of a hungering dusk swallowing warm afternoon light whole while this city of flickering lights sits below, its buildings tall and crowded like teeth, an open mouth waiting for Heaven to descend upon its tongue, and I thank the universe for the opportunity to be… to simply just BE. xx It was hard to choose just a handful of photos that encapsulated the past 12 months here. @death.scum and I have done so much in that time, the biggest being opening our own oddities shop and filling it with all of our favorite things including art and creations by friends and artisans we have adored for years. A lot of concerts, a lot of exploration, a lot of new connections and friendships have been made. I don’t think I’ve ever met so many beautiful people in my entire life. The connections and friendships are perhaps, the most special to me, because for a very long time I felt disconnected from the world and everyone in it… Anyway, if I think about it all too long now, I feel a siege of emotions swell up like a balloon in my chest then float up to my eyelids and threaten to burst through, and maybe never cease…. Even If I cried every day for the rest of my life, it still wouldn’t be enough paid in tears for all I have been gifted in this life. Here’s to another year of crying and dreaming and believing.

ɪ’ᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ/ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍᴇ xx Photos of some of my favorite outfits that I’ve worn to work at @covetoddities recently. xx I’m by no means a fashion icon— I’m mostly a jeans and band tee girl and I prefer comfort over aesthetic— but I love being able to dress up for work now and having the opportunity to wear a lot of items I’ve had collecting dust in my closet over the 10+ years I lived in Texas. I remember in high school being so creative with my outfits, doing all sorts of DIY, if I didn’t see it in the store I made it myself, always into fashion and adornments, but then when I moved to Texas all of that creativity and self expression was slowly drained from me. I barely left the house and lived in Blackcraft sweat pants and camisoles 24/7, aside from the occasional special event. But here in Chicago I have places to go and things to see and being able to pull out and pair pieces I’ve had since high school with something I’ve never had the chance to wear before has been really exciting, and nostalgic for me. A lot of the outfits I wear now have been inspired from ones I wore as a teen, and to be able to wear some of the things I actually wore back then has been a complete trip. Nostalgia is a main driving force in my life and it definitely spills over into my personal style. I don’t subscribe to the idea that one’s wardrobe has to change as they age. Style should evolve and new inspirations and pieces incorporated, sure— but how you choose to express yourself should not be dictated by age brackets. I’m in my 40s and I’m still wearing things I wore when I was 14. I just change it up a little. Life is stressful enough. Fashion shouldn’t be. Wear whatever the fuck you want. *I tagged all possible creators/companies. Everything else is either vintage or secondhand finds 🖤 #darkaesthetic #90svintage #veganleather #veganstyle #outfitinspo

Anton x Jayne forever ♾️ ⛧ @death.scum and I have been wanting to recreate these iconic photos of Anton LaVey and Jayne Mansfield hanging out on a casual afternoon for many years now. A lot of people have said @death.scum looks like or gives Anton vibes so when I recently found an artist ( @screwbiter ) who makes a similar piece to the symbolic horned cowl LaVey wears, I knew we had to do it. This is our combined homage to @death.scum ’s love for the occult and my obsession with old Hollywood glamour. When both sides meet, it is always legendary, and this friendship was nothing short of that. I hope we did them both justice. ⛧ The original photos were taken by Walter Fischer sometime in 1966 at the infamous (and long gone) Black House in San Francisco, CA. Anton LaVey and the Hollywood starlet, Jayne Mansfield, had a very famous and publicity-driven friendship and a rumored brief romantic connection in 1966. Their association was heavily documented by paparazzi, leading to sensationalized myths about their connection, including rumors of a curse following Mansfield’s death. ⛧ This set was supposed to be shared yesterday in honor of Halloween, but time got away from me, so we’re starting November off with a whole MOOD. We hope you all had a downright ghastly Halloween. Only 364 more days til we rise again…. ⛧ #antonlavey #jaynemansfield #churchofsatan #halloweencostume #couplescostume #recreation #hailsatan #satanismydaddy

🌜𝕴𝖙’𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊, 𝖔𝖍 𝖎𝖙’𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊… 🌛 Just some recent spooky season captures// I’ve been thoroughly enjoying the cooler weather and all of the horror movies playing on my television 24/7 and all around the city. Unpopular opinion: I like Halloween 3: Season of the Witch even if it doesn’t have Michael in it. It’s not so much the movie itself but more so the nostalgia I get from it and the overall aesthetic I think. I’m also a sucker for all things pumpkin, I’m a total leaf peeper and I think flannel is the epitome of cozy. Don’t come at me 🎃 (Last slide taken in the 1900s, after devouring my enemies.) #seasonofthewitch #octobervibes #witchtober

𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 🖤 @death.scum and I celebrated 7 years of marital bliss yesterday, and I am constantly amazed by the rapid speed at which time passes. Looking back now, our relationship feels like it has lasted centuries and lifetimes, (perhaps it has) but at the very least it has certainly spanned across different versions of our own lives. When we said “I do” in the heart of New Orleans 7 years ago, we didn’t have much— our entire wedding, including the venue, my dress, shoes, his rental suit, and our rings, came in under $2,500. We only had 10 attending guests, all of which were family, aside from one couple of friends who flew in from Austin. We certainly weren’t rich in money or friendships, but what we lacked in those departments we made up for tenfold in our mad love. All that mattered to us was each other and ultimately solidifying our love, which was evident in our original plans to secretly elope with a mere $500 budget. Now, seven years of wedded bliss later, we are again, different people living a completely different life— we now reside in the beautiful city of Chicago where we own and operate our own small business slinging oddities and macabre items to fellow weirdlings alongside each other daily. We wake up together, work together, eat together, travel together, spend all of our free time together and lie down every single night in the same bed together, something we longed for over a decade ago when we both started out unhoused. But despite all of the different seasons of our combined life, the one thing that has remained the same— unwavering, unfaltering, undying— is our intense love and obsession for each other. There is no one else on Earth I would gladly walk through the depths of Hell beside (and have) and there is no one else in the vast universe I could imagine loving the way I love you. You are reason my heart beats, you are the reason the sun rises every morning and sets every night. My world is entirely and all consumingly YOU, and I would not, could not, have it any other way. Thank you for asking me to marry you @death.scum . You are and have always been the final wish of my soul. 🖤 7

She how high she flies… 🌙 Thank you all for the love and support and all of the lovely messages I have received since my last post. After sharing what I have considered to be my “deep dark secret” for decades now, I truly feel like a heavy weight has been lifted from my shoulders and my heart is so so full. I thank you all a million times for hearing me, for SEEING me, and for giving me a collective shoulder to rest on. I feel light as a feather. Maybe one day I’ll become so light that I’ll be able to lift up into the sky and fly around to each and every one of you for a big hug. 🖤 #witchywoman #flyinghigh

Goodbye September, you were so good to me. 🧡 #septembersun #hellooctober #gothstuff #navypier