Last week, I went to Temple, a burlesque/bellydance/circus-themed club night. I hadn’t gone in a while, because it’s late for a weeknight (10 pm – 2am!). But since I’m in between jobs, I jumped on the opportunity to go. I’m glad I did, even though it messed up my sleep schedule a bit.
Clubbing isn’t usually my thing, but I love Temple, which calls itself a “sanctuary for the unusual.” I fit in there, among the people with light-up hula hoops, the bellydancers, the accordion players on stilts. It’s a good excuse to dress up creatively, and an opportunity to hang out with friends–and run into former co-workers!–outside of our usual spaces. And I love the music, which they describe as “world electronica – ambient – down tempo.” It’s not what I would normally listen to, but I love dancing to it–it puts me into a near-meditative trance.
I love Boston’s circus scene, which Temple exemplifies. There’s a strong sense of community, and an equally strong sense of whimsy. It’s incredibly inspiring to see what the human body is capable of: the tiny controlled movements of a bellydancer’s stomach, the sheer insanity of a contortionist’s poses.
It’s also inspiring to see everyone’s outfits: striped tights, pleather corsets, tutus, lacy skirts, tiny hats, headdresses, pinstripes, pants with corset-style lacing, sparkly hipscarves. Temple embodies the tagline of this blog almost perfectly: “Alt-fa(t)shion. Freak-flag-flying. Glitter.”
I didn’t take any pictures at Temple, both because my camera isn’t good enough to get decent pictures in dark lighting, and because sometimes I just need to enjoy myself full-on without a camera between myself and the experience. But you can see pictures from Temple, and get an idea of how wonderful it is, on their Facebook page.
Now, onto the outfit! I made a “flower crown” by clipping various flowers into my hair, and I really like how it came out.