Being bad doesn’t mean you can’t look good. This series honors the villains, antagonists, and all around bad bitches who rock their wicked style.
The first time I saw Crimson Peak, I told friends that it felt like Guillermo Del Toro had reached deep inside my id and pulled out the perfect movie. It’s an incredibly visually stunning movie, and the costumes are certainly no exception. I love the over the top butterfly-esque confections that the delightful bookish heroine, Edith, wears, but this series isn’t called “plucky heroine aesthetic.” So today, we’re going to be taking a look at the style of Edith’s murderous sister-in-law: Lucille Sharpe.
Throughout the film, Lucille is beautiful but dangerous. In this scene she makes a Very Obvious Metaphor about butterflies and black moths, and she definitely proves herself to be a dark, deadly figure through the course of the movie. The Victorian era gives you a lot of opportunities for lace, embroidery, and other frippery, which I am All About. The layering of the black flowers on the black dress is just…perfection. I would totally wear a lace collar like this, and I love her little fingerless gloves with the lace cuffs.
The black velvet dress is one of my favorite looks from the film. It’s beautiful on it’s own, and it’s also so striking to see this intricate, dark shape against the brightness of the outdoors. Lucille rarely appears in sunlight during the movie, which makes sense for a Gothic queen of the darkness.
I gasped aloud in the theater, and I’m not even ashamed to say it. Miles and miles of crimson train and a corseted SPINE? Which she wore presumably the first time they were meeting all these people? That is #EXTRA on a level that I can only aspire to.
When your moody, dramatic dress matches your moody, dramatic house.
The details on these gowns are absolutely stunning – Lucille’s main dress features a ton of embroidered leaves and acorns and vines twining around her. Holding her in place, perhaps…
There aren’t too many shots of Lucille’s finale nightgown which is too bad because it is a BEAUT. I usually hang around my house in old t-shirts, but I would definitely trade them in for a billowy, floor-length gown with big ass sleeves and lace trim paired with a stylish, silky green wrap. Especially if it could just slip artfully off of one shoulder all the time…even while I was racing through my terrifying Gothic mansion in a murderous rage.
Lucille Sharpe is a fascinating character, and I love how intricately her costumes tie in with her story. This is one bad bitch I’m definitely taking wardrobe inspiration from during the Halloween season!