Quoth the Raven, Nevermore
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
This costume is mostly pulled together by the mask, but I added a few extras to fluff it up a bit. I used a homemade crushed velvet cloak as wings, and a black tutu as a shrug to pass as fluffy feathers. This is an easy and quick costume to throw together if you need a last minute costume for a party, because you can wear all black and just pick up a mask. I got mine in the costume section of Target this year.
Shot by Alec Bellante
The Style Astronaut