Coats and Clubs
Mar. 7th, 2004 04:06 amDay 1 & 7/8 of L.A. Trip:
I've been wanting a long black coat for a while.
I finally got one.
Three buckles down the front, and even better...corset lacing on the sides.
I love this coat.
Click here to see.
In other news, tonight was my very first time at a goth/S&M club. It was definitely an interesting experience, though I found myself standing back and anaylizing the psychology of it more than actually letting loose and enjoying myself. (
errant_variable, this is all your fault. You've turned me into a thinker-watcher person. I guess those two years didn't go to waste after all. =P) I did dance a bit, however, and it was rather fun. They also had a small, highly stylized S&M stage (more performance art than anything else, really) which was interesting to watch. And there was one chick on the stage who had both a corset and a bustline that I was drooling over. =) All in all, it was actually worth the two hours it took to find the place, though I'm not quite sure about the two hours it took to find our way home.
As a side note, I thought the skirt I was wearing was too short, but I actually ended up as one of the more conservatively dressed girls there. I swear some of those outfits were made of electrical tape...
I'm thinking of writing a poem about the experience, as soon as the various thoughts running around my head congeal. That'd definitely be something fun to read in Creative Writing class. *evil grin*
I've been wanting a long black coat for a while.
I finally got one.
Three buckles down the front, and even better...corset lacing on the sides.
I love this coat.
Click here to see.
In other news, tonight was my very first time at a goth/S&M club. It was definitely an interesting experience, though I found myself standing back and anaylizing the psychology of it more than actually letting loose and enjoying myself. (
As a side note, I thought the skirt I was wearing was too short, but I actually ended up as one of the more conservatively dressed girls there. I swear some of those outfits were made of electrical tape...
I'm thinking of writing a poem about the experience, as soon as the various thoughts running around my head congeal. That'd definitely be something fun to read in Creative Writing class. *evil grin*