I love to mummify. I find that the very act of wrapping you in hundreds of yards of bandages and gauze, takes me back to another time. Ancient Egypt or perhaps Rome during the Mystery Schools where I trust I used to mummify the initiates.
When I mummify you, our time together becomes very real. Sandalwood and Frankincense scent the air, candles burn. Slowly, bit by bit I transform you. I want you to become a piece of art as well as a thoroughly wrapped mummy who cannot escape.
First, your fingers are wrapped individually, as are your toes. Then, I proceed to wrap your arms and legs in layers of gauze and bandages. It's all extremely meticulous. Everything has an order and I never rush.
There comes a magic moment when time slows down. My hands know where to go and what you need to look perfect. With your arms crossed or at your side, legs tightly bound, for an hour or through the long dark night as you fly. To be freed with the dawn. Rebirthed and rejuvenated in ways you've never dreamed.
My mummies come in many forms and textures. From classic to modern. Ace bandages to plaster casts, elastoplast to Saran Wrap. Tell Me what kind of mummy you need to be.
