Last night, Sa Rah and I played dress up. Well, to be more precise, I dressed up while she played fashion coordinator and photographer. We got home from Lansing around 10 and broke into all the makeup Sa Rah confiscated from her niece. In among this pile of beauty-enhancing brouhaha was a tube of black-red, goth (to be as general as possible) lipstick. Sa Rah painted my lips. First, she dressed me up like Perry Farrell, lace scarf and wraparound skirt-thingy, platform boots, layered camisoles, and fishnets. Sa Rah got a kick out of this outfit, but it didn’t do much for me. Next came some black eyeliner, more photos in Perry-gear, and finally, a change to a more Dave Navarro-ish ensemble: bare feet, leather pants, studded belt, no shirt, small, loop earrings, and a bull nosering. I’m not sure why the Jane’s Addiction look filtered its way into our clothing choices but nevertheless I liked this look more (maybe because I was out of those blasted boots?).
Ten Lessons Learned:
1 – Any man who wants to look hot in makeup and flashy clothes would do well to have his girlfriend do the design work.
2 – Girls like dressing up their boys in women’s gear.
3 – My legs are too hairy for fishnets.
4 – Being a goth is a lot of work.
5 – Makeup is a bitch to put on and a bitch to take off.
6 – I am a rock star.
7 – My lips look spooky in black-red lipstick.
8 – I really DO have pretty eyes.
9 – Dress up is fun and people should do it more often.
10 – Although I looked like a balding, queeny, crackwhore – Sa Rah still found me attractive.
I will post some photos, I promise. How cruel of me to talk, talk, talk and never once show you the craziness.
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