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.
The problem with being a Lazy!Goth in NYC, unfortunately, is that everyone else is also wearing all black all the time too.
Hence, I need to redye my hair.
We like it. We REALLY, REALLY like it. (And you, of course).
I feel like I'm in drag if I wear straight-up girly clothes.
hah! I wore a dress today and freaked the crap out of Mal. Suits with skirts are one thing, but apparently Raq Don't Dress.
I keep promising myself that when I start a job where I am the Boss, or one where I do a lot of public speaking or conferences or whatever, I'm going to be more goth. But that would involve totally different hair, and waking up more than 30 minutes before I have to be someplace.
I still want a tattoo. A GCS curlybat tat.
I still want a tattoo. A GCS curlybat tat
One of my readers got one a year ago, and sent me a picture! I was absolutely tickled.
waking up more than 30 minutes before I have to be someplace.
This and the fact that my skin freaks out even at mineral makeup keep me pretty firmly in the LAZY category.
That's where I've gotten to. I can't afford to have a "look".
I don't agree with this one. The most styling person in my office probably spends less than anyone else here, as she gets all of her clothes from thrift stores. She has a funky/80s/urchin thing going on which is great. So you can have a look on no money but you gotta spend a lot of time thinking about it, which I know you don't have.
I myself have a look, but sadly my look is "a shirt and jeans or cargo pants". Gone are the days of tutus and vintage beaded cardigans. I do wear funky jewelry and shoes, which is where any style I now have shows up.
you gotta spend a lot of time thinking about it, which I know you don't have.
There's also the "the look I want looks stupid on the body I have". Seems all the other Ladies of Size get to the thrift stores before I do.
But I do just want to re-iterate: capris are of the devil, and I'm being forced to the sewing machine because no one makes an affordable (ie, Wal-Mart/Target) skirt that doesn't make my hips look like a well-stuffed sausage. Designers are buttheads.
I do just want to re-iterate: capris are of the devil
I deeply resent capris, because they look so cute on other women, and look totally silly on me. There is no place on my calf that is a good spot to be visually cut in half by a hem.
I do just want to re-iterate: capris are of the devil
I prefer palazzo pants, myself.