I just got this mesh sweater at Beacon's closet. I always have a measure of trepidation when buying pieces from the 90's, because of its current trendiness, but mostly because of the questionable quality. But something about it evoked the Meadham Kirchhoff red & black sheer laciness from a couple years back. I'm not sure I'm into it yet, but I can't really afford anything right now so it will have to do.
top from beacons, necklace from etsy, amanda's skirt, risto bimbiloski petal shorts
I just started this new job with a super strict dress code which is internally v*e*r*y difficult for me to abide by. On my days off I've found myself dressing with an extra dose of teen-goth angst. It’s no secret that many of us who suffer from the fashion disorder are undercover social weirdos, who use clothing to mitigate & express our identities. My self-presentation is an antidote to my social anxiety. Being told what to wear makes me want to slather on an extra layer of eyeliner and scowl at the world like my all black-clad preteen self who liked spent hours alone together with Ian Curtis & Robert Smith.
*Duh bc where would goth style be without its aesthetic re-appropriation of catholic imagery?