Cue the ElderGoth nostalgia in 3 … 2 … 1. From Propaganda Magazine’s feature on San Francisco’s House of Usher.

sexyfemininegoddess:

LOVE !!!!  

blkstiletto:

From Propaganda Magazine’s feature on San Francisco’s House of Usher 

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Fire up the Wayback Machine, kids. Via beautynursedondarkness: Atrocities  Premiere collection by Kambriel

Advert/Feature in Spectre magazine, 1994
Preserved in Hex Files: Resurrection by Mick Mercer

I have a beautiful burgundy velvet cloak from Kambriel with the original Atrocities label, and I will keep it forever and ever. 

nudiemuse:

Flaw. Less.

LOOK at Mr. Catalyst.

That is one fine mother fucker right there.

Y’all don’t even know.

Brace yourselves, there’s gonna be a lot of this today.

D’awwww! Bb Clint! Also, look at his jacket. ::coveting::

(Source: beautynursedondarkness)

Oh! The gothy nostalgia! I used to have this exact coffin purse. (I think it went off to live with Aine, because I finally accepted it was a smidge too small for everything I carried.)

Wayback Machine time! Yes, I had enormous hair. And hey, proof I’ve had the purse I’m currently using since 1992-ish. 

(Also, I want to go back in time, hug my younger self and gently tell her to eat a little more regularly, and that GOOD G-D no she’s not overweight, no matter what dumb boys she was dating said. Grrrr.)

daydreamcloset:

style.haven

Once upon a time (meaning the late 80s), I had this exact pair of shoes. Yes, I’m always looking for another pair. If any of you find them in a 7.5, TELL YOUR AUNTIE JILLI.

lovingmyselfishard:

For Gothic Charmschool.

Ha! Which, for me, is either Inglot 175, or the original formula of Chanel Vamp Hydrabase.

Somewhere in my my collection of pages torn from fashion magazines (it’s what we did for inspiration before the Internet, peeps), I have the original Chanel ad from when they introduced Vamp lipstick. IIRC, I was paging through an issue of Vogue while sitting at my desk at WotC; I stopped at the Chanel ad, then stood up and announced to the rest of customer service that SOMEONE was going to take me to the mall during lunch, because I needed to go to the Chanel counter and purchase this lipstick. (Yes, someone did. The nice cosmetics lady told me I was the first person to purchase it at that location. )

What? WHAT? $50 dollars for a Vampire: the Masquerade t-shirt?! Paging StuntHusband and fanboy-news-network, I think the Wayback Machine is broken. 

Set the Wayback Machine, peeps! This is the cover to a charming photocopied minicomic by Lisa O. I bought it in … 1995? (I even have a sticker for it on the black lunchpail I used to use as a purse.) I have searched and searched, but there seems to be no trace of Lisa O. and her gothy creation anywhere online. Anyway, here, a little bit of gothy history. 

More from the Wayback Machine and the tragic LARPing past: the Camarilla prom, 199…4, I think? One of the highlights of that evening was when my very recent ex-boyfriend turned up (talk about bad, drama-laden breakups, OH MY), and the StuntHusband (who was the DJ) promptly played “Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me” by The Smiths. I sat down on the floor laughing hysterically, and the ex-boyfriend stalked out in a huff.

From the Wayback Machine and our Tragic LARPing Past: those vampire LARP stories that the StuntHusband is sharing? This photo is from that era. In 1993, being Spooky Vampires was Serious Business, Dammit.