I seem to be sliding into yoga-hippie, with just enough leather to keep 8-year-olds from beating me up for my lunch money. But I'm still looking forward to my copy of GCS arriving. (Why did I take the free, but slow, delivery option? Why?)
The money was too good. I got stupid.
Jayne ,'Ariel'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Calli - Jun 25, 2009 10:18:58 am PDT #9369 of 28404
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Beverly - Jun 25, 2009 10:19:06 am PDT #9370 of 28404
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
My high school senior year a switch flipped, and I stopped trying to make everybody else like me and decided to like myself. My look changed from inoffensive pastels, white Peter Pan collars and jumpers, hair kept shortish and "done", pink lipstick and a pat of powder to black, miniskirts, pointy boots, wide eyeliner, and long straight hair. Tiny tasteful jewelry was replaced with statement pieces, and the soft-spoken, easily-cowed personality grew a backbone.
I maintained my "look"--with updates and mods--through college and a brief career as an army officer's wife, *not* popular with the other wives or superior officers, as you might imagine. My downfall was two babies in less than a year. Getting myself showered, shampooed and decently covered with any regularity was an achievement, and by the time they were both in school, I'd got out of the habit of having a "look." Corporate conformity was necessary for employment, though I did lapse into less conforming outfits from time to time. I still have not reinstated a "look". But I wear what I like, what I feel comfortable in, and figure my personality is colorful enough to define me. In another life, perhaps I'd have been sartorially stronger.
Laga - Jun 25, 2009 10:20:26 am PDT #9371 of 28404
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I feel like I'm in drag if I wear straight-up girly clothes.
Amy - Jun 25, 2009 10:21:42 am PDT #9372 of 28404
Because books.
I think my only real "statement" in high school was having very short hair, like pixie short, in an era of big perms.
Connie Neil - Jun 25, 2009 10:21:59 am PDT #9373 of 28404
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figure my personality is colorful enough to define me
That's where I've gotten to. I can't afford to have a "look".
Barb - Jun 25, 2009 10:25:45 am PDT #9374 of 28404
“Not dead yet!”
I think my only real "statement" in high school was having very short hair, like pixie short, in an era of big perms.
Mine was the opposite-- long, straight, waist-length hair in that same era of the big perm.
Toddson - Jun 25, 2009 10:32:53 am PDT #9375 of 28404
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
my mother picked out my clothes until I was in college
Jessica - Jun 25, 2009 10:42:01 am PDT #9376 of 28404
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I am actually a Lazy!Goth.
If this is a real term I am totally co-opting it for my own purposes.
P.M. Marc - Jun 25, 2009 10:42:40 am PDT #9377 of 28404
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I was fairly Goth starting in Grade 8 (started Punk, slid to Goth on discovery), and went more into funky/hippie/eclectic as time progressed. I still self-identify as Goth, though of the BohoCrunchyLazy variety.
Atropa - Jun 25, 2009 10:44:47 am PDT #9378 of 28404
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I am actually a Lazy!Goth.
If this is a real term I am totally co-opting it for my own purposes.
Awwww! It is a real term, and one I apply to, oh, two-thirds of the Seattle scene, actually.
Look at all you people, talking about my book! Eeeee! I'm very glad you all seem to like it.