People have suggested that Bedlam should wear bright colors, but he actually wears black. This may have changed throughout history, especially when there wasn’t really black clothing. I’m sure he’s worn a puffy shirt or a cravat in his time. But for now, it’s long-sleeved black silk shirts, even when such a style or material is unwise.
“I teleported myself to the Pettah Market in Colombo. In spite of the sweltering mid-afternoon heat, throngs of people clad in shorts and button-up T-shirts brushed past me, their sweaty arms leaving stains on my long-sleeved black silk shirt. Which now that I thought about it probably wasn’t the best choice of attire for the climate, but Khet had me under strict orders not to change clothes where people could see.”
In Heaven, Michael prefers that the angels wear white robes, since he’s something of a traditionalist, but he’s flexible about the exact style.
“As soon as I emerged at the side of the hole in the clouds that acted as a portal to Earth, a white-clad angel, one of the handmaidens charged with welcoming angels to Heaven, thrust a blue flower at me…. I made a disgusted noise, adjusted my attire to reflect Michael’s angelic white robe uniform policy, and drifted through the mist toward what I liked to call Michael’s throne room, though he called it the receiving room.”
Siren’s robe and the handmaidens are probably wearing something more like this:
Carrie and her friend Haley go to a party, and they have to get brand new outfits!
“Ashley squealed and hugged me again, and I prayed she didn’t spill any beer on my new yellow sundress.”Carrie’s Dress:
“I admired Haley’s reflection in the mirror outside the dressing room in her favorite store—save the best for last, she’d said. She wore a lovely teal halter dress with a floaty knee-length skirt and gold sequins at the waist.”Haley’s Dress:
About the Novel
(Earthbound Angels #2)
by Elizabeth Corrigan
Published February 4th 2014
by Red Adept Publishing, LLC
When good fails, chaos rises to the challenge.
The daily life of a chaos demon is delightfully sinful—overindulging in Sri Lankan delicacies, trespassing on private beaches in Hawaii, and getting soused at the best angel bar on the planet. But when Bedlam learns that the archdemon Azrael has escaped from the Abyss in order to wreak vengeance against the person who sent her there—Bedlam’s best friend, Khet—he can’t sit idly by.
Only one relic possesses the power to kill Khet, who suffers immortality at Lucifer’s request: the mythical Spear of Destiny, which pierced Christ’s side at His crucifixion. Neither angel nor demon has seen the Spear in two thousand years, but Azrael claims to know its location. Bedlam has no choice but to interpret woefully outdated clues and race her to its ancient resting place.
His quest is made nearly impossible by the interference of a persnickety archivist, Keziel—his angelic ex—and a dedicated cult intent on keeping the Spear out of the wrong hands. But to Bedlam, “wrong” is just an arbitrary word, and there’s no way he’s letting Khet die without a fight.
Big thanks to the author for this insightful behind the scenes look at this novel's fashion!