In between editing things, I've been reading the reviews at Makeup Alley of Chanel's black nail polish. It's very fun to read the contortions the trendy fashion junkies are going through to explain how Chanel's black nail polish is So Much Better than any other black nail polish, and how it Isn't Goth At All, but Fashionable and Elegant, Dahling.



"This is a true elegant black. Slightly punky but not goth, it's the black you get from a soft black kajal eyeliner or the black of a true shot of espresso."


"So you think this is you average $5 black polish or even the Halloween black polish that Wet n Wild puts out. Yeah, I thought the same thing. I didn't want to spend $18 for a black nail polish. But I did. Think of that sleek black Maserati that when the sun hits it, the black paint emits many dimensions of its undertones-blues, silvers, greys, etc. Black is not black but more of an illusion of it as the light rays bounce off the polish. It doesn't look goth nor does it look playful. It looks sleek and sophisticated like that sports car!"


"Once it gets messy looking, your black nail polish goes from stylish to "goth"."



Now, I wear black nail polish all the time, and consider it as work appropriate as the strange, hyper-white tipped French manicures I see on other people. But, black nail polish ALWAYS says "goth" or "punk". Always. Anyone who believes otherwise has mainlined too many fashion magazines, and should probably take a little break and try and find their own style, instead of having one dictated to them every six weeks or so.

From: [identity profile] water-of-fire.livejournal.com


What the *big bad murbledy* is a "true shot of espresso?"

THE ONE TRUE SHOT. THERE IS ONE TRUE ESPRESSO. Oh, good goddamn. I'm going to chalk this one up to major, major sleep dep and try to relax, because I'm getting much too exercised about nail polish.

Wait, maybe I'm not. Here's the thing: I love goth culture. I'm an out and fiercely proud goth. I'm a purist. And while it's singularly delicious that outfits like the House of Chanel put out hilariously high-end goodies for those of us who can do it, said same goodies bring out allllll the rabble. I see a lot of short black nails with Burberry trench coats and bad caramel-blond streaks lately. And it's not a dilution of the bloodline, if you will, it's just badly thought-through cultural misappropriation.

I'm sure there's a price at which I'd finally wear khakis and get a French manicure, but it'd half to be... boy oh boy, I'd love to get Jay another Maserati.

Yeah, he had one when he was twenty.

*eats a spider plant and sits behind the toilet, hallucinating and trembling with rage*

Unfortunately, I have just channelled a cat. Oops. Just doing my part to make your day as surreal as possible. Boy will this thread embarass me when I look at it again.

From: [identity profile] cupcake-goth.livejournal.com


And it's not a dilution of the bloodline, if you will, it's just badly thought-through cultural misappropriation.

Bingo. That's it exactly.

I haven't seen anyone not of our tribe wearing black polish yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time around here. One of the marketing bunnies is sure to turn up with it.

*eats a spider plant and sits behind the toilet, hallucinating and trembling with rage*

If you were channeling one of my cats, you would be trying to burrow under a throw-blanket thingie. And then possibly getting in trouble for dunking a fuzzy toy mousie in the water dish.

From: [identity profile] water-of-fire.livejournal.com


I'm glad you like my observation vis-a-vis the bloodline. That's how I've always thought about goth in mainstream media. It's odd -- they really do get it ever so slightly wrong, every single time. In some niggly, nearly-imperceptible way. Something is off.

I did just eBay a NIB tube of Inimitable Mascara for about $22 all said. I'll let you know. :)

You mean other cats drown mousies, too? I thought that was just Aramis' game. He'll take a mousie into the kitchen, deposit it in the water dish and then sit there batting at it and going, "Awwww, God, it's wet. Ewwww. It wasn't supposed to get WET."

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I gave a mouse with a motion sensitive little chirpy noise in it from a imbedded micro chip to a friend's cat and it played and played and played with it. Then one day it decided to drown the little bugger and put it in it's water dish. After my friend found it there and rescued it, it sort of warbled in a warped record sort of way when played with. A week later where was the mouse but in the water dish again. Never to be heard from again. That finally did the electronics in the mouse in. The cat lost all interest in the mouse when it no longer made sounds when batted around. Odd cat.
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