Godammit, I’m Mad!

Wasn’t the Nomadic Baglady style-fest the funnest thing ever?! Now, who’s ready to try Clueless Goth?

Clueless Goth is a wonderful category that isn’t as easy as it sounds. Straight-up Goth is not what we’re going for. I’m talking about hipster, mallrat, moto-obsessed neo-crypto-Goth. Torn shit, leather, spikes, fierce rad skull-ridden Luxirare-worshiping badass edgy dark darketty gnarlitude.

Let’s see what you got! The  Shoegirl will kill this but Rosie is not to be underestimated, or Marie either.

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Why would you buy those Chanel Yeti boots for a million dollars when you could buy these lookalikes above for just $25?

Or you can easily one-up everybody with these 6 inch platform furry boots for only $75!

When you’re tired of being Bang On Trend, you could wear these things for Pony Play. That is true fashion versatility.

If only these boots had ______________________.

(opening ceremony $630)

TheShoeGirl knows how to rock this look. Note the live animals that accent her outfit.

Marie is rocking the shit out of it, right?? She’s got a fucking teapot, for godsake!

Juri always knows how to kill it. I don’t know what that crap is in his sock but it’s totally rad.

Kate B is rocking layers and layers of insane opulent/dustbin goodness. No wonder her blog just won an award!

Rebecca’s look is an update to this post, as she had to wrangle her cat, which I mistook for a platypus at first.

Aja is probably going to rock that vase on her head when she hits the streets in all her finery.

Rosie has curated this look to PERFECTION! Even Ted Bundy would admit it!

Here is more Rosie, if you can handle it. Tavi Shmavi, this girl can style like a motherfucking riot.*

TheShoeGirl not only knows where her pussy is, she is killing Sea of Shoe with these heels, while killing this insanely chic look for Fall 2010.

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Thank you geniuses for the mad inspiration!

I was thrilled to see these images at Rackk and Ruin, from the NYT Style magazine. I’m calling this look Nomadic Bag Lady.

I think we can all effect this look without having to buy anything new. If you put on everything you own, and just drag around the leftovers or tie it around your waist, voila! Fall 2010!

At most, you might have to buy a scrap of fur if your old man isn’t a taxidermist. But compared to last year when you had to buy an embarrassing band jacket, this look is frugaltastic, if not exactly effortless.

Anyone wishing to rock/kill this look, send me a photo and I’ll feature it in a follow up post.

Sea has been so busy scouring the earth for new finery that I can barely keep up with her. Just briefly, she was lucky enough to find a long skirt with a leopard  “climbing up it” as well as a weird yellow and black clown suit. She wore the clown suit with black lipstick in an obvious attempt to frighten me. However, after my run-in with the good folks of Dallas and the Aldridge Gang themselves, nothing seems scary anymore.

Sea reveled in her childlike art projects and showed us some icky caterpillars. She shared her make-up secrets and posted a ton of old family snapshots so that we might worship her more fully. Perhaps she will post her dental records and old school report cards!

Mom had a date while the girls were out of town, and it proved to be an effective diversion from all the tweeting. Mom’s sister took  a well-earned break from sending me rude comments about my age, which continues to spiral upward toward infinity.

Sea doesn’t like to post comments and god knows, comments can be a little…..nutty. But since she wants us to admire and adore her, we must respond to those efforts out of the goodness of our hearts. I will begin:

Dear Sea, I think you look really cute in the hooker outfit and you might want to pursue this age-appropriate look more often. If you and your gang of rabid followers had a sense of humor, life would be so much better! Can’t you guys snag one on ebay or something? Oh well, keep up the shopping and posing. I’m sure you’re a really good person deep down where the camera can’t reach. Love, Sister Wolf.

This is the work of (IN)DECOROUS TASTE, who I just discovered thanks to my twisted sister, Mary.

Look at the spikes inside the acrylic platform!

If this shit isn’t insanely fierce and killing it, I don’t know what is.

Stylist Simon Rasmussen showed his first fashion collection at Copenhagen Fashion Week and it looks like those homelessistas are again the muse du jour.

Is it already passe? Has Erin Wasson ruined it before it even got a chance to catch on? Or is it a dumbed down retread of Fruits?

I’m lost here. I’m not even entirely over the leather shorts. Autumn is coming and I don’t know whether to wear nude, military, retro, dead animals, clog boots, ponchos, pantsuits, or “Victorian  Biker” (a new term I heard for the first time today and cannot help but promote (i.e. ridicule.)

On the bright side, today my husband curated me a long black cashmere overcoat from our neighborhood thrift shop and I will be wearing it asap. I will call it Geriatric Goth but it will also be kind of Hasidic Swashbuckler. You’ll see, after I replace the missing button.

He thought I’d make fun of this “sock boot” by combining a lace-up shoe with a folded-over top and a knee high boot. And he was so desperate to get a reaction from me that he even added a silver metal toe thing.

No dice, Alex. I’m not taking the bait. You’ll have to get someone else this time.    ($925 at Shopbop)

I’m obsessed with jewelry made from things that shouldn’t be jewelry, like this amazing piece I found at that pawn shop where they keep the Gimp in the back room.  The people there were SO cute and nice and really authentic like folk art! Isn’t it Gorgeous? Look at the detail!

Plus they’re not meanies like those psychos at Tetanus Jewelry, who sent me so many nasty and abusive comments last week and won’t allow even ONE negative comment on their own blog. Not even the words “Hahaha!” God, people are disappointing sometimes, aren’t they?!

In other exciting jewelry news, I took out my nose stud and put in a little ring or hoop or whatever it’s called. It looks a little stupid but change is supposed to be good, even though I’ve never believed this and still don’t.