Juicero Jeans.
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Juicero Jeans.
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I’m imagining @Modusoperandi saying something along the lines of how this is good for Trump’s economy, and @Papasan remarking how he’s diarrhea-ing right now.
Admiration will open doors for you.
I still dress like that, I need to go out more though.
This was seriously my Thursday nights for a while in the 90s! Globalization, man!
I was never that well put together. Thrift store black, some boots, comfy enough to dance in… Sometimes, black lipstick and eye liner, but I’ve always been crap at make up! I haven’t gone out in a while and all the places that used to have goth nights have since closed (except one place, but that moved).
I actually remember my grandmother complaining about the fact that jeans themselves had become fashionable—that people who had never performed a day of manual labor in their lives had suddenly started wearing denim. It must have seemed as absurd to her as this does to us now.
Brilliant! I won’t undercut (because that wouldn’t be worthy of the literal years that it takes to not so lovingly create one of these one off small batch locally produced garment art pieces). Instead, the price is now $2000.
If anyone actually buys any, I’d be glad to send @Haystack a kickback for correcting my foolish marketing error.
I can’t wear heels but I go for tall boots. I am the corset and ruffles type, although I don’t stick too much to any particular sub type of goth. Daily I wear comfy stuff with bat and skeleton prints and such. I don’t do daily makeup. My hair is a big purple frizzy cloud.
I also don’t do contacts so some makeup styles I have to avoid, like the band of color across the eyes. I have done that one for pics though.
That was like 13 years ago now. Ive gotten less obsessed with photographing myself now but sometimes I do want to show someone an outfit and regret not getting a pic. I have so few recent ones.
I like to buy used or cheap stuff and mod the crap out if it. I do occasionally buy more expensive stuff but I’ve never gone over 200 even for boots or a corset. I’ve never paid more than 80 for a dress, but I have an eye on some pricier stuff on Etsy I might eventually get now that I’m more flush than I’ve ever been.
There are a number of nights in the Bay area so my partner and I just need to make plans and drag ourselves out more.
I always find a night in NOLA when we visit our families and there is a night I like in Seattle when I visit my friends there.
What do you consider reasonable? IME anything under $80 or so gets worn out too quickly, or is rugged but looks too obviously like work clothes (Carhartt for instance) to wear as normal general purpose jeans.
Retrophotobinge!
My best friend from high school dancing to Peter Murphy.
Burnie and Skippy.
Vashti at the height of her powers.
Da boys.
Red-eye fixing hadn’t been invented back then, and amphetamine pupils catch a lot of light…
The texture on that wallpaper was awesome while tripping.
The flash was not kind to the decor of the clubs; they looked much better in the dark.
Full baby bat time, Mardi Gras 2000.
1996, getting ready to go to a Marlyn Mansion concert.
And me and my partner in the French Quarter our first year together, 98 or 99.
I got that dress at the Good Will for under $20. It is so tiny though. I still have it to put on manikins for photos.
This thread was full of so much hilarity of EAT THE RICH and 80s nostalgia of Austin punk boys stealing the girlfriends of goth boys.
There also were and are no small number of kids who might have come from middle-class families but ran away (from abusive or otherwise bad situations, or just for the hell of it) and ride the rails, hitchhike, and live on the street. Many are active in punk scenes. They’re frequenty all lumped together as “trustafarians” as if they all have the choice of going home to mommy & daddy, re-enrolling in their private schools, and collecting their trust funds but without knowing their specific backgrounds I’m not about to pass judgement on their lifestyles or the authenticity of their experiences.
Another common assumption weaves its way through these comments: That wealthy people all prefer to be idle, or do easy executive type jobs. I know a few very wealthy people who don’t shy away from physical labor, not in order to pretend at proletarianism, but because it’s fulfilling. They enjoy it. Obviously it helps when you don’t have to do it to put food on the table, but it’s not Marie Antoinette playing milkmaid for half an hour, it’s real work.
I guess I was like a closet goth? I wore a black tshirt and jeans everyday, more or less, but I didn’t go anywhere or do anything with other people. So like, no culture.
Granted, it was the Middle of Kansas, so…
I, too, grew up in Kansas. I didn’t escape until '91 to Gainesville, Florida. How liberating it felt!
Full-on hair dyeing (light orange, burgundy, or platinum blonde) and more daring piercings, but in a slightly more skater style.
@Wanderfound The best wallpaper for tripping was the reflective metallic surface with the silkscreened patterns. It almost felt like you could slide your fingers into the “water”, if you could just get them in between the pattern shapes.
OMG! You look amazing (13 years ago and I’m sure now)!
Also, and @Wanderfound, there is always a Crow poster and a sister of mercy poster somewhere!
At least I could go to ATL! We had some good clubs back in the day, with some great djs. But pretty much they are all gone now (gentrification). The clubs I frequented tended to be pretty diverse, regarding people’s music taste and the like. Plenty of hard core gothier than thou types, but they were outnumbered by the weirdos who liked all kinds of music. One dj used to have a ska set and would play tons of industrial, too.
Good times!
IIRC, the wall opposite to that Sisters poster had this:
And as mentioned in another thread, my bedroom had this one:
What, no Siouxie to complete the collection?