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Back when I was a vaguely alternative sixteen year old, too shy to actually buy items of clothing involving black lace and wear them, several of my vaguely alternative (although at least one actually identified as punk) sixth-form friends had Dr Martens, and I was jealous.

I had a pair of boots. They were very plain, square-toed, but still quite sleek, and from Nine West. They were about £60 in a sale, and after a lot of pleading I got my parents to buy them for my (fifteenth?) birthday. I loved them. I still have them somewhere but the sole is now so thin my feet get sore really quickly. I’m not convinced resoling will solve the issue, I think they’ve worn out both sides, and I don’t think I can get an insole in as they’re size eights that I wore as my feet grew so they stretched – just enough to fit me. I can’t bear to throw them out though – they were my Buffy boots; in them I felt like I could slay vampires and save the world. I wore them to music lessons, to school in Year 12, and even just around the house if I felt like it. And they gave me my first taste of Life in Boots.

Back to the Docs.I was desperate to get a pair for my seventeenth birthday. So off we trooped to Camden market on a Sunday afternoon. I looked around several stalls, but it was in the British Boot Company store that I found the loves of my boot-wearing life. 14-holes, zips, and most importantly, purple.

Whew! They were expensive though. £120. Worth every penny. Worth twice that. At least. I have worn them so many times I’m now scared that I’ll wear them out. And by scared, I mean terrified. I love these boots – I still have the box inside my wardrobe, seriously – and they don’t sell them any more.

Which is where the black 10-holes come in. They were originally my sister’s, but she stopped wearing them, and a couple of years back I persuaded her to let me wear them as my everyday boots. They’re nowhere near as comfortable as the purple beauties, because they’re made out of the thicker normal leather (the 14-holes are thinner leather because of the zips, hence the fear), and I’m sure they’re factory seconds because the tongue doesn’t seem to have been sewn on right. They came from a stall in Camden. They do have one advantage over the other pairs though – they look good with skirts, they’re just the right length.

When I saw the flock dot Pascals online I started flapping my hands Mini-Skins style and hyperventilating. I love polka dots. I love purple. I love that there is no yellow stitching, it’s dark lilac on the leather, and black on the soles. Even the tag has the same purple on it! Adorable! I had wanted another pair of Docs for a long while, plus I had some money from doing surveys online to spend. I bought these from the official Dr Martens website. There are a couple of places offering them for slightly cheaper, but only the official website had size nine available.

I was really impressed with the delivery company, DPD, because they let me choose the delivery date from a list, and then sent me a text message to give me an hour window within which they would arrive. Wonderful. When they arrived I was totally thrilled to find that they fit fine, and the leather is so soft they require no breaking in. The only problem is the combination of leather and flocked dots, I’m not sure how to polish them, but I guess I’ll work it out. Now for the scandal: I’ve had them a few months now, but I haven’t worn them yet! First I didn’t have any waterproofing spray, then it was summer. But autumn is coming, perfect boot weather. Yay!

I used to see Docs as a sort of compromise; what I really wanted was some big ol’ New Rocks. But I don’t see myself graduating from the Dr Martens phase any time soon. I’ve yet to see a pair of New Rocks in a bricks-and-mortar shop, available to try on, that are, um, calm enough for my tastes. I don’t want buckle overload, and I’ve always felt quite strongly about this. The only thing that’s changed since my vaguely-alt teen days is that I’ve stopped looking. Dr Martens have run away with my heart.

Although it’s technically the second of September, this post was written for the lovely VictorianKitty’s monthly theme. I voted for this theme over black and purple – that’s how obsessed with these boots I am.

Make sure you check out her post to see some of those buckly New Rocks I shy away from, but she looks great in. Is there nothing this woman can’t pull off? She even looks good with her hair in double buns. WTF.

The Obscurialist also loves Docs. GothBarbie has the Darcies, which I have yet to make my mind up about, as I haven’t seen any in real life. Le Professeur Gothique has some floral print docs, I’ve been tempted by the floral print ranges a few times (also by the pink and black lace pair, happily for my bank balance, they never have my size). Ghoulina Bones has a fantastic electric blue pair.

I am now lusting over all the boots in Electrobat’s post, especially the Fluevogs. Oh, Fluevogs. So beautiful. So unattainable. See also the purple boots worn by Trystan L. Bass. Yes, I’ll admit, part of me is finding this theme almost painful, and is wondering why on earth I voted for it!

What I Wore: Mad Hatter’s Day/Red and Black Week

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Happy Mad Hatter’s Day! Despite having a photography student for a sister and studying many an article on the subject, I still suck at taking outfit photos. Proof below, but first!

This is my favourite hat. I think it’s from the 1950s. I have never worn it out. Every time I think about wearing it out, I never end up going to the event I was planning an outfit for. I really struggled to get a picture of it in action – in the end I had to pretend that I was on Myspace circa 2004 and the hat was my face.

It’s in an erm, interesting state of repair. I bought it for £10 in a local vintage/secondhand shop that has since closed down. The feathers are awesome but not in the best condition, some of the rachis have been snapped. There doesn’t seem to be any lace missing, but it’s been torn a bit. When I first got it, it smelled of gravy granules. I am not even kidding. This is not the only vintage hat I’ve had that smelled like that either, it seems to be a thing, stench de gravy granules and vintage hats. But I put my limited edition precious Jungle soap from Lush inside them for a couple of weeks, and now they smell fine.

Grown-up goth blog Sophistique Noir has been hosting a red and black theme week, and I would have, ideally, contributed more than one post, but unfortunately I don’t have many red clothes. Don’t worry, I have already looked at my life AND my choices, and decided to keep both eyes out for more red clothes in future. Seriously, what was I doing? Now if it were purple and black week…or purple and black month…However, I do have red eyeshadow, of course, and my tights box contains three different pairs of Marks and Spencer red tights. I love M&S tights. Every pair comes in at least two different sizes, depending on the style, there many be four – small, medium, large and extra large. Why don’t other shops sell tights in varied sizes? ‘One size’ is the bane of my life. People are not ‘one size’!

On the right are the crazy bright ones, which are the oldest and were purchased when opaque coloured tights had just become fashionable. I used to wear them a fair amount to the students’ union for club nights with otherwise all-black outfits, and of course on Christmas Day, with some green! Still in their packaging are a pair I got last Christmas. They have not emerged from the packet because I have too many pairs of tights ‘on the go’ already. It’s a sickness. A really pleasant sickness. The pair I am wearing in this APPALLING outfit photo (I need to learn to use a tripod, stat) are the second pair I got. They’re darker, therefore more subdued. I usually wear them with purple and black.

This is not a particularly interesting outfit to say the least. But there is red. The camera was balanced on a pile of clothes. My facial expression shows that I knew how this would turn out.

Necklace: Vecona (bought at an Emilie Autumn concert in…2008, I think)
Dress: H&M via charity shop
Tights: M&S
Shoes: Nine West (yeah, there are shoes, scroll down)

I call this dress my ‘goth nurse’ dress as it is probably the closest I will ever get to wearing an actual goth nurse dress (if you like them, more power to you, but really not my thing). It doesn’t fit. It’s perfectly comfortable, but was probably designed for a much shorter woman as the waist section is right under my boobs. Don’t care though, as it’s got pockets at the hips! Gotta love a dress with pockets. Clue #1 that I would never wear this outfit out of the house unless I joined a band or something similar:

These shoes. Nine West size eights (US 10) bought during a sale at Debenhams a couple of years ago. As I’ve mentioned before, Nine West’s eights come up big, so I can sometimes squeeze my feet into them. These are a little small but as they’re strappy it doesn’t matter. I have actually only worn these shoes outdoors once – for one of my sister’s birthday parties. They’re quite comfortable, but most of my friends are significantly shorter than me, whereas my sister is half an inch taller than me. If I wore these clubbing with my friends I couldn’t hear the conversation! Also, I never go anywhere where it would be a good idea to wear these shoes with this dress. The dress is too casual for clubs where I might wear the shoes and the shoes are totally inappropriate for mooching around shops and pubs. To do: join a band.

Clue #2: I’m only wearing one necklace and no other jewellery, and Clue #3, it’s the Vecona Sacred Heart locket, which only leaves the house for Emilie Autumn gigs. I’m afraid of the ribbon magically fraying really quickly or something equally unlikely. If I were going out in this outfit, I would carry this bag, which, of course, came from a charity shop. I do love it, and hope to get a lot more use out of it this summer.

Now on to the make-up! At least I’ve worked out how to take decent pictures of my make-up.

Eyes (based on my current favourite make-up tutorial – I’ve already done a purple version twice):
Gold eyeshadow (inner corner): Sleek Sunset gold
Bronzeish eyeshadow (inner half top lids): Sleek Sunset bronze
Red eyeshadow that applies quite pink on me, your mileage may vary (outer half top lids): Sleek Sunset brightest red, on the right of the black
Red eyeshadow smudged into light application of black eyeliner (lower lids): Sleek Sunset, the red underneath the black in the palette

Lips:
Mix of It Started With A Kiss lip tint from Lush, Rimmel Diva Red lipstick, and Lush’s Let Them Eat Cake (2009 edition) lip balm. I didn’t want to go too bright, mostly because I was about to eat some cheese and I didn’t want to be eating a load of lipstick too, but also partly because I wanted to match the level of red on my eyes.

PS. I remembered that I have a red hat too (also secondhand, retro M&S). MYSPACE TIME!

This one is also in a bit of an interesting condition: it’s angora-fluffy but some of the fluff has worn away in patches. I think it gets away with it though because it’s so RED. Thoughts?