SAUVAGERIES • handmade bandana bralettes • photos by Andrew DuPuy
Second annual fashion fundraiser presented by Carousel
benefitting Dark Roots NOLA
Event produced by Sami Nichols
Costume design by B.S., Cowboy Prince, and Humble Haberdasher
Set design by Sami Nichols, Steven Ma, Shea Fleshprism
HAT- Humble Haberdasher
YARN- Kizza Lilitu/Yung Hag
MAKEUP- Alex Kilburn
PHOTOS- Leone Julitte
What Dreemz May Come? for Pelican Bomb • handmade Mardi Gras collection in collaboration with Humble Haberdasher • photos by Naima Noguera
Bourbon Street Strippers Are Fighting Intrusive Regulations for VICE • words by Brooke Sauvage • photos by Avery White
Orwell at the Pool: Aqua Mob New Orleans' "Two Legs Bad" at the Drifter Hotel for Pelican Bomb • photo by Eli Mergel
Participated as a back up dancer in Peaches Snisker’s live show at New Orleans Airlift’s Music Box Village October, Friday the 13th, 2017 with the Flaming Flagettes
Costumes by Charlie Le Mindu
Photos 1-2 by Jason Derek North
Photo 3 by Allison Greene
Created purple leotards with gold fringe detail for Nick and Dan’s music video, "That’s the One”
Video produced by Huemid Haus
Photo 2 by Naima Noguera
Handmade plush Joanie on the Pony costume for the 10th annual parade with the Krewe de Jeanne d'Arc, January 6, 2018 • photo by Irina Filatova
Featured in Residents celebrate kickoff of Carnival season with parades, fireworks on WWLTV
Silk & Smoke, choreographed by Gretchen Erickson for Marigny Opera Ballet • costume designer, producer * men's tapered joggers + hand-dyed slips • photos by Elsa Hahne
Recreated Angelina Polacheck’s Music Box house, the Tintinnabulation Station, at New Orleans Airlift’s Music Box Village in New Orleans, Louisiana
photo of rapper Delish in the Tintinnabulation Station by Bryan Tarnowski
Handmade boudoir collection for Satellite Art Show, Miami Art Basel, December 2017 • hats by Humble Haberdasher // photos by Bibiana Medkova
Christmas Cocktails at the Marigny Opera House • Designed and produced handmade, hand-dyed men's performance shirts for Diversorios, choreographed by Nikki Hefko • Photos by Elsa Hahne
I'LL DRAIN HIM DRY AS HAY
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his penthouse lid
He shall live a man forbid
Weary sev'n nights, nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine.
Though his bark cannot be lost
Yet it shall be tempest tossed.
Look what I have.
-THE WEIRD SISTERS, MACBETH
Boyfriend, Emily Alben, and Lune Noirr in handmade
wide leg ruffle trousers
cabaret robe with feather boa +
at Mr. Tim's Dollhouse • photos by Mike Shane
Created psychedelic nun costumes for Flow Tribe’s Voodoo Festival performance, October 2017
Habits handmade by B.S.
Headpieces by Humble Haberdasher
Photos by J. Gildy
World of Weed for VICE • photos by Avery White
The California Tribe the California Government Tried to Erase in the 1960s for Vice • Photos by Avery White
SAUVAGERIES • handmade blue hair prom dream dress for Tasche de la Rocha at Fifi Mahoney's • photo by Jason Derek North
Performed on rollerskates to Shania Twain “Man I Feel Like A Woman” featuring handmade nude suit #2
Photo 1 by Sarrah Danziger
Photo 2 by Linka Odom
Boyfriend in handmade alphabet soup appliqué dress • photography by Delaney Royer
Handmade Venus Flytrap costume with plush shoulders • photos by John Sims • model Yamil Rodriguez • Originally made for Halloween in October 2015, then trotted out to Jean Lafitte for a proper conceptual send off!
THE LANGUAGE OF DREEMZ • handmade bandana bralettes • photo by Lucy Olive
L’AUBE • handmade lingerie and goddess jacket • photography by Daniel Grey
SWAMPOCALYPSE was a fashion show displaying a conceptual collection of wearable art in collaboration with Humble Haberdasher and the Cowboy Prince. All garments handmade by the Cowboy Prince and Brooke Sauvage with hats by Humble Haberdasher.
Fundraiser for trans youth in New Orleans. Raised $1,000.
THE CATS CLAW REIGNS SUPREME IN NEW ORLEANS.
Most traces of man skulk in the submerged city like bygone barges and boldly rusted bottlecaps, evidence of a time past, of lost time, in what used to be known as the birthplace of jazz, the home of blackened redfish, the Crescent City.
Now they call it the Sunken City, the Latest Atlantis. Those who remain, anyway.
In 2018, New Orleans celebrated its 300th birthday with a pedestrian mall on Bourbon Street, an outlet mall on the Riverwalk, and the citywide expansion of a private police task force. AirBnBs and boutique hotels duked it out for prime real estate on brightly colored street blocks. A 2 o’clock curfew was imposed. Live music could only be heard before midnight, not to exceed a gentle lullaby. A pipeline between Texas and Louisiana barreled through the legislature, lubed along by lobbyists.
And to think, it all started when they took away go cups.
The citizens began as a trickle and ended up a deluge. Oogles squatted AirBnBs in protest. Canoe catamarans thronged the marshes; music tinkled over the empty offshore in ethereal floating cities. Impromptu parades swarmed the city’s major thoroughfares; a rogue krewe hijacked the Rampart streetcar line and rode along passing out satsumas from neighbors’ trees.
There was hope then - until they came.
The men in uniforms appeared in Jackson Square one day, under the snorting, rearing horse. Nothing would ever be the same again.
The Battle of Esplanade erupted in a blaze of motion & glory! when a busking musician raised her violin under a full moon, refusing to abide by the noise ordinance. Citizens downriver banded together against the uptown alliance headed by Mitch Landrieu, Sidney Torres, and the Louisiana Oil and Gas Association. The downtown bandits went by many names, and came together in many krewes, but when it was important, they called themselves: Swampocolytes.
The Swampocolytes established a boundary that day. Backyard speakeasies unfurled in joyous celebration amongst the jasmine and homemade batches of pirate’s absinthe; flags stood in every yard that sang out RESIST. RESIST. RESIST. A tenuous peace was felt for the first time since the uprising.
But then the pipeline broke. Whether by accident or by sabotage, no one would say. Toxic waste seeped into the groundwater. Chemical lagoons coiled in culverts and bayous, and strange fanged creatures grew new appendages and haunted new corners.
But when Hurricane Jezebel came to spit on the city, neither side was spared.
Some how, by some groovy way, some strange Swampocalights survived - between St. Roch, the 7th Ward, the Marigny, and the Bywater. They found each other, wading through the gators and the fanged fish; they found each other, foraging for swamp fruit and nutria fur; they found each other, in a cobblestone courtyard where hope did again bloom.
Everything Dies: Graffiti from the Street to the Gallery for Pelican Bomb
DEATH OF AMERICA • The Nude Suit, an experiment in plush genitalia and the mutability of costume • photo by Dante Gentile
Clothing handmade by Brooke Sauvage • photos by Avery White
St. Anne's Parade, Mardi Gras 2016 • handmade AstroTurf suit with materials sourced entirely from the St. Roch Cemetery
Handmade crushed velvet leotards in Stacy Hoover's Wonderland • photos by Jason Derek North • models Boyfriend, Sarah Jane Bealafield, Wayne Xia, Christo Martin
Boyfriend's Streetcar Boudoir • photography by Michael Alford • handmade lingerie set (Boyfriend) and handmade crushed velvet leotard by B.S.