I approach this post with a mix of dread and apprehension; this blog was never intended to focus heavily on myself (although you wouldn't believe it from my camwhoring - sorry about that), in fact at the very beginning when this site was still my little Piczo baby I intended to remain anonymous. However, dear reader, I do have more reasons for posting what amounts to a personal journal entry than simply the advancement of an ego that already dwarfs England, Wales, and the southernmost parts of Scotland.
Firstly, to show concerned parents of babybats that living la vida Gothic doesn't consist of sitting in a dark room listening to music, smoking opium in seedy bars, or bloodletting and filing one's teeth (at least not all the time). Secondly because I consider some of my readers to be my friends, and when interesting (or awful) things happen I want to tell my friends about it. And thirdly because the great responses to my 'behind the scenes' Gothing-up post and my daily outfit photos have been pretty encouraging (so it's your fault!), so I wanted to take those kinds of posts one step further.
Admittedly there is a lot of 'me' going on here at the Goth Guide right now, between reviews, Goth challenge posts and daily outfit photos, but worry not - I have no intention of neglecting all my other regular kinds of posts as well. Including the fashion style posts - I'm just spacing them out a bit more so I don't run out of material too soon! If - and only if - you guys like 'Goth Life', I will make it a semi-regular occurrence. If not, consider this a one-off to let you know what is going on in my world right now.
I'm writing this on my laptop in my bedroom at eleven o'clock at night. My bedroom looks like something exploded, which should go some way towards explaining why it's taking me so long to get my oft-promised sale up and running. I'm tired after a day at work, but buoyed by the knowledge that I will actually have gainful employment until Christmastime at least, and extremely proud of my other half, Dan, who this evening rang with news of his promotion - from temporary van driver's assistant to full time 'office bitch'. I hear that's the technical term, which, I guess, makes me the office bitch's bitch.
|My pit. It's actually worse facing the other direction. I am a Gothslob...|
Stoic or not the news has hit everyone hard, and there are good days and bad days for all the family, especially Mum herself. I'm sure you will understand that as the illness progresses there may be times when I can't post as often as I would like; my nan also has health issues and as Mum becomes less physically able I will need to step up and take care of them both. Yikes.
In other, more cheerful news, my birthday is rapidly approaching. Despite the fact I absolutely loathe cooking, I for some reason decided it would be a great idea to throw a vampire-themed dinner party and spent £15 on The Vampyre Cookbook by Leah Barrows. Now, I know very little about cooking and all things kitchen, and unfortunately I think that Leah's recipes expect one to have at least some rudimentary knowledge in this department. Nonetheless I have forged ahead, and have been testing my experimental menus on poor Dan. On the plus side, so far only one has made him vomit. (Apparently cocoa powder in abundance makes him sick. I will try to remember that in future.)
|Full of post-its!|
A post on Sebastian Columbine's Tumblog drew my attention to the fab range of bath and body goodies available for Halloween. I had never considered the possibility of Goth-friendly hand sanitiser before, but now my eyes have been opened to a whole new world. A quick Etsy search later, and I now have bat soaps and steampunk deodorant (yes, really) on my must-have list. If only I could stop spending money on random frivolities long enough to actually buy anything on my must-have list...
Listening to: Laced/Unlaced by Emilie Autumn
Reading: Eragon by Christopher Paolini