I am currently in a total footwear buying spree. Bender. Rampage. Binge.
OK, I'm reasonable enough to confine myself to window-shopping, mostly. Still, I'm going to get them, a pair of Docs (or these? these? these?? these??) once I've found out which UK size I need (3 for Timberland, owza).
Now those in the picture ... I bought them. And wore them. To the considerable shock of everyone who's ever known me. And all
I think I actually pulled it off. Esp. the people-watching was very pleasant. As was the company; I was honoured to meet
Now there's one thing about this clubbing experience that kinda floored me ... maybe I'll talk about it in another entry.
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Date: 2006-09-15 12:41 am (UTC)Maybe we could be goths together some day. And there would be photos to send to Arnold, who would make them into postcards.
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Date: 2006-09-15 12:16 pm (UTC)Well, sure! I'm just a dress-up Goth, I fear. But I start to like dressing up. Me! Who hates clothes with a passion. (Not that being naked is any better.)
I was also wearing a fuzzy-furry Fedora. And we are plotting 'n' planning for next year in London.
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Date: 2006-09-15 02:45 pm (UTC)(And yes, they are...)
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Date: 2006-11-05 07:24 pm (UTC)