You're having W's dreams.

Dear god I hope that's a typo. (Or else W is a name that needs explaining.)

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beth, that sounds utterly amazing.

ION, waaah. I'm working on a new Puritan skirt and watching the Style channel, and it's breaking my heart. Right this second there's a makeover show happening, in which the parents and parents' friends of a little baby punky gothlette have all ganged up on her to demand that she go from Punk Queen to Trendy Teen. It's totally wrecking me. She's this sweet little thing with shiny shiny long Dawn-like (but blonder) hair and a collection of studded collars and little Sandman's Sister Death eyeliner art; she's been homeschooled for the last year because the bitchheads at her private school were so monstrous to her the year before, and now she's getting ready to go to public high school and her mom and stepdad are flipping out like mammals.

She's so cute and sad -- torn stripey tights and super high-top black Converse and a little black t-shirt that, she says proudly, she made herself three years ago on her rickety little sewing machine. And her mom and the mom's sanctimonious friend and the friend's little drip of a daughter all just ganged up on her, explaining that she looks "dirty" and "trampy" and that her little friend Annie won't be allowed to visit her anymore because she's such a terrible negative influence (the last time Annie visited, she came home wearing BLACK! LIPSTICK!!1!OMGWTF!).

And this 14-year-old stood her ground for a bit, and then she just started weeping, and choked out, "You say you know me and you know what I like, but this is what I like! This look is me. This is me. All this comes from my heart, and you're telling me you don't like it."

I so badly want Jilli to swoop in, beat the holy shit out of everyone with a steel-tipped parasol, and sweep this little babygoth off for comfort and hot tea and fanged-bunny snuggling.

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The poor dear. I think we should adopt her.

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And they wonder why kids run away. Ick.

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I saw that one. It was heartbreaking. I didn't watch it through to the end, either, becayse when her "friends" went shopping for her, I assumed it was going to end badly. Poor thing.

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I've been to Cass' place. Not only does she not share a wall with anyone, there's at least a few feet of yard between her and each of her neighbors. That's some impressive sex.

I was in the kitchen, at the sink. There was my whole driveway and a little walkway in between.

I don't know about the actual sex but the aucoustics certainly were impressive.

At the point the neighbours can hear, I think we've reached "I hope you've brought enough for everyone" territory.

I'm not sure, but I suspect it was solo. At least I didn't hear another guy's voice.

But he wasn't going at it again this morning, so I got my dishes done.

I want public transit. And Zipcars. Most all of my tootightdiamondshoes are tires when you get right down to it.

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If you get the chance to have a friend's wedding ( not the reception nessicarily, just the wedding) in you backyard, do it. The whole world apprriciates it. everyone is amazed and astonished. and they say nice things about your house and garden. and even nicer things about you .

Oh, it sounds like it was lovely, beth. Your descriptions made me smile at how perfect it all seemed for them. Happy making...

And this 14-year-old stood her ground for a bit, and then she just started weeping, and choked out, "You say you know me and you know what I like, but this is what I like! This look is me. This is me. All this comes from my heart, and you're telling me you don't like it."

Noooo! Not happy now. Now sad. Oh the poor dear...

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beth, that sounds lovely! I really like the detail that the groom dyed his hair in the wedding colors.

Gah, poor thing! It's not like she accidentally dresses that way because she doesn't know any better. Grr.

Guests are gone!!! It turned out to be a pretty good visit, and I really liked the 24 (and a half) year old GF. I think they reconciled whatever needed reconciling while visiting the islands, because they were both happier and getting along when they came back. But still, it's nice to have the house back.

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I'm not sure, but I suspect it was solo. At least I didn't hear another guy's voice.

Now THAT'S funny.

Poor little babygoth. Asshole parents need to learn to pick their battles, you know? They could TOTALLY spin this into her being good as gold, "It's now how we'd like you to dress, but we respect you for you." could get a bit of respect in return, eh? At the very least, "We don't like this and we don't understand it but as long as your grades are good you can dress how you want." is a bargaining chip. Duh.

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Oh, the poor little gothling. She sounds so sweet and bright, and to be dragged on a tv show and humiliated like that is NOT what she deserves.

At the very least, "We don't like this and we don't understand it but as long as your grades are good you can dress how you want." is a bargaining chip. Duh.

And it's great bargaining chip! I don't understand why more parents take that route. But then, I also don't understand why some parents completely flip out when their kids don't want to be like everyone else. Gaaah.

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But then, I also don't understand why some parents completely flip out when their kids don't want to be like everyone else. Gaaah.

Neither do I. Which means Annabel will probably be effortlessly popular and happily conformist, and will rebel against us by joining the Young Republicans.

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