I finally got the chance to watch Poor Things today and it’s one of my new favorite movies! I LOVE the costumes in this movie and I’ll definitely be drawing more of them 🖤
What I know about camp is limited, meaning, I heard about it for the first time with the announcement of the 2019 met gala and fell in love with it, but as I researched more and more about it, I felt like I was looking at an old friend, or, better put, at an acquaintance whom you’ve always recognized at parties, but have never been formally introduced to them. Camp is someone who has always been in your life, or just hasn’t. Someone who you feel you click with right away, or who makes you kinda cringe. It is sort of indescribable, a feeling of something so bad it’s good, a feeling of something so over the top that it becomes fabulous; it is us, the people living in the shadows, who always wanted to be seen. It is a scream so loud it sounds like music; and a bruise that you just wanna keep touching. Camp is wanting to belong so bad that you end up sticking out more than you ever did before; it is so clearly an outsider trying to make it inside, but never being able to. But in that, camp finds itself with other outsiders, with other screamers, with people so bright that cannot be smothered by the smallness of it all. It is big and bold because it cannot be anything else, because WE cannot be anything else.