Well I don’t think I have worn this much leather since… well I think since I wore long flexi hair, cowboy boots and a skin with no belly button but we shall not go there right now. I fancied a change from my multi-coloured look and since Maddox had just finished his awesome JIN hair, it sparked a need in me, to break out the leather boots and chains.
I’m going to classify this as a goth look, even though it’s probably not. Apologies to any REAL goths out there!
Urban Goth(ish) Casual Wear.
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I couldn’t find a chainsaw for this outfit, but I’d like to say this before we go on… someone make one, because despite loving the Primitive Design baseball bat, I secretly wanted a chainsaw… or an axe. ^_^
But I digress, Maddox dared me one evening as he logged off to catch 5 minutes of sleep, to “look evil” by the time he got back. Well… I don’t know about evil, but I think I definitely hit the “unhealthy appetite for skinning inner-city students alive on their summer vacation breaks as they stumble innocently into my run-down hilly billy country house, where by I fashion them into nice lamp shades and other furnishings using various parts of their anatomy before eating that fat kid who was in the wheel chair” nail on the head.
Sorry about the mess… there was a fashion massacre.
I need to watch Mad Max, in its entirity, back to back. You know properly, without cuts for breaks or adverts, and a nice comfy sofa with the lights dimmed. On a massive screen. Thing is I dont have the DVD’s. I should really get off my arse and go buy them shouldn’t I? But that would mean having to leave Second Life… and we can’t have that now can we?
Hmmm… what to do, what to do?
Well… isn’t it obvious really I hear you cry? Break out the Abyss Dystopia skin, shave most of my hair off, clamp on some rather heavy looking gauntlets, a pair of torn Primitive Design jeans and head on down to the Thunder Dome…! or in my case Phat Cats Jazz Blue Lounge… where I was kindly asked to cover my naked torso.
Cue the music… this is MY Return to Thunderdome. Post Apocalyptic Punk.
I have an essay due in less than three hours, a football practice to attend, and a girlfriend who needs to go shopping… without me… damn my car. I’m in my underpants, in my bedroom, finishing off the last few sentences in a piece entitled “Using examples where appropriate, discuss the geographical growth of the American oil industry and how its imprint on foreign economic success has affected the access of automobiles among young people.” … exactly, I have no idea what it means either, but its nearly done, and I need to dress the part. I need casual, I need cool, practical but nothing fussy. Admittedly my options are limited due to the fact that last fortnight of frat parties has left half my clothing missing, or altered in colour. Get ready for the speediest rush to college you ever did see.
I am that guy. The one every girl wishes to go to the prom with. The one the coach pushes too hard, and the one the guys wish they could be…
… this is the College Corridor Heart Throb. Sporty, Casual school guy wear.
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In my quest to find a decent suit, suitable [ oh the puns ] for a chap fit for any decent punk gig, I stumbled across a rather fetching hat from Kari… I instantly payed my lindens and sported it comfortably atop my proud shaven head, tilted back ever so slightly and wandered out of the shop chanting “engaaalaaaannddddddd!”. A few more visits to a few more stores and I was fit to walk the streets of London, pint in one hand, rolled cigarette in the other, and a classic Ian Dury tune hummed into the dying hours of a summer’s afternoon.
This… is The British Connection. Trendy nerd outfit.