* A tattoo (should be done this week; she's had the design in mind for ~8
months)
* Go dancing at a gay bar
* Go dancing at City Club
So, for part #1 of the birthday extravaganza, we're gothing her out a bit
more (she's more emo than goth, really) and getting her to City Club with
her one other friend who's already turned 18. It feels odd taking her to
the place where _I_ went as a teenager and learned what this Goth
thing was all about.
I feel an odd pride about the whole thing. We got her to 18, she didn't end
up on drugs, pregnant or both. Meanwhile, she's artistic and has goth
leanings. How did we luck out so much?
The part that'll be interesting is that she gets to see us dance for the
first time, which I'm sure will be months of teasing afterward. Now I just
need to teach her how to throw elbows on the dancefloor to make herself
some room.
Wish me luck.
Good luck, and congratulations on your parenting skills! I hope the
celebration is wonderful for all!
--
Laurie Brown, Dark Phoenix
dark_p...@netw.com
http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/103910/laurie_brown.html
"To destroy the Western tradition of independent thought, it is not
necessary to burn books. All we have to do is leave them unread for a couple
of generations."
--Robert Maynard Hutchens.
Or, blind/dumb luck... one of the two. :)
To be completely honest, I'm _amazed_ that she wanted us involved in any
way. She was also a bit confused once we got there. She was initially
overwhelmed/shocked/confused (but not fully, we've taken her to a few Peter
Murphy and Rasputina shows) and when we got out to the dance floor, she
kept following us around. We ended up telling her "you know, you're 18 - go
do what you want!" From there, we only saw her a few times over the course
of the night. She had fun though... checked in with us on occasion, learned
quickly how to fend off creepy guys on the dance floor, etc. The fact that
she didn't just end up ignoring us all night blows me away.
I feel bad for her friend, though; she's not all that goth and was a bit
confused that the clothes that she and my step-daughter were wearing came
from _my_ stuff. She didn't quite understand why I'd have a collection
of corsets...
Thank you! It was! Overall, a good time, and successful. Now she says she
wants to go back some time soon... I informed her that now she needs to
finally get her drivers license so she can take herself...
I can just imagine the conversation that friend had with her parents when
she got home...*giggle*
My problem any more in that area is that mine don't fit me and I've
not had the time/motivation to find another one that does.
~Octavian
Yeah, you know - I meant to ask about that and forgot; we even saw her last
night at the Christmas symphony concert at school. too. Her mom did come up
to us and say 'hi' though... who knows what was going through her mind...
If you had one that fit, would you wear it as much? I know that mine just
sit in a box now that I don't go out as often as I used to. When I _do_ go
out, I have a harder time getting as dressed up as I did before... I opt
for less frill vs. practical... and inevitably I feel completely inadequate
when I'm at the club and wish I'd spent a bit more time primping...
I think I have a few years before I do that. She has seen me pissed yet,
and I don't know if I want her to. I think I'd like to keep the cool and
in-control facade up a bit longer...
Sadly, not for me anymore. I've become quite a cheap date over the past
couple of years. It makes me kinda sad, too... for a small frame, I used to
be able to drink pretty professionally. Now I'm sad amateur.
> ...for a small frame, I used to
> be able to drink pretty professionally. Now I'm sad amateur.
Hey, no problem. Think of all the $ you'll save *getting there* on
less! ;-) Anyway, congratulations!
--
"He who wishes to go beyond it must die."
--Arnold Schoenberg, on Gustav Mahler's Ninth Symphony
That's good, because turning pro means you're an alcoholic.
Nyx
Now 5-6 pints of decent real ale, and while I stagger home, I feel more
sober in the head, even if the legs are doing their own thing, but the
next day the hangover is a real zinger and can last almost until I go to
bed that night. Strangely I don't get as drunk, or as much of a hangover
when drinking Vodka and coke, or Gin and Tonic all night, and I don't
take them easy.
As someone in vaguely that age bracket, I apologise for their foolish
theft. FWIW, I dislike the divide between my "uni wear" and "club wear"
clothing, and though there is now some cross over, I've yet to find any
skirts that I'd feel overly comfortable with wearing during the day.
They all feel like they need to be worn to a night out.
> Heh. I always used to feel inadequate because my friends would
> spend hours doing their make-up before a night out and mine would never
> take more than fifteen minutes
I often get compliments about my makeup, even when it's taken me 5
minutes to throw white powder at myself, and doodle some black around my
eyes. Not sure what I'm doing right here...
> I used to worry that there
> was some deep secret to the goth look that I just couldn't see.
I still wonder. I do tend to flit between styles quite frequently (I
have a few "arty" velvet things, some UV stuff, and some more punk shite
dotted about), and I'm never sure whether I'm quite "getting it right".
Though I do care less than I used to.
Korin