December 01, 2008

Sarah: Porcelain nativities are the perfect gift for your favorite goth

While others were fighting the crowds on Black Friday, the family was sleeping in. Eventually we went shopping at the craft fair held at a nearby co-op (Yes, I realize how deliciously small town that sounds). Our fellow shoppers were largely middle aged housewives, with one awesomely out of place exception:

Now, I too have a fondness for black clothing, boots, and buckles. I too frequently pull my hair back in a ponytail. This is not about judgement of his ensemble. This is about the fact that this man, after waking up and carefully compiling his best emo ensemble, walked to the Co-Op to peruse the doilies and religious figurines.

Posted by sarah at December 01, 2008 10:39 PM

Have you ever noticed that there is always like one "badass" goth kid in every small town?

Posted by: Mallory on December 1, 2008 10:46 PM

I have a tender spot in my heart for that guy. He could be out drinking blood and smashing pumpkins (or whatever it is bad kids do) with his pals, but instead he went with his mom to the local craft expo on the busiest shopping day of the year. Or at least that's how I imagine it happened.

Posted by: lisa on December 1, 2008 10:49 PM

Yes, he seemed like a good sort. I think he was hanging out with his dad. I saw him again when I drove past the cemetery on Saturday afternoon. He was taking pictures of headstones.

Posted by: sarah on December 2, 2008 11:02 AM

Don't give him that much credit. He's pocketing the doilies and selling them on the black market for smack. Trust me. I buy from him. Doilies, that is.

Posted by: kaeleigh on December 2, 2008 10:20 PM

this post and all these comments are absolutely incredible, by the way.

Posted by: stace on December 2, 2008 11:12 PM
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