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Wait, what? Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer are dating?

The sound you hear now is the brains of teenage girls everywhere exploding. And you thought the Tori Amos lyric was cute!

(Tori's too old now, though; much like Madonna passes the blonde pop princess torch onto Gwen Stefani, thus Tori becomes less and less known by alienated teenaged girls. I'm sorry, lovelies; I like them both, too, but it's true. You'd be hard pressed to find a single fourteen year old with an obsessive devotion to Ani Difranco, either. A kid in one of my high school classes told me that Trent Reznor was "old people music." Sigh.)

... well, anyway, I suppose this validates people who "ship" and fanfic real people. It's only a matter of time before the erotic Gaiman-Palmer stories reign supreme; shippers everywhere can speculate on their sexual proclivities like never before!

Although, a disclaimer, I still find that whole genre decidedly unnerving. The only real reason I've never striven for fame is because I find having unknown admirers to be a very unsettling prospect. Of course, I don't care that deeply about the famous, either... oh, what, yes? They made art. Did you know Van Gogh cut off his ear this one time? And Duchamp dressed as a woman and-- Oh, you did. Right, then.

Fawning over famous people seems like dreaming about a dinner party you'll never attend; what's the point? I'm sure they're lovely people I'd enjoy conversing with in person, but otherwise, eh, I give them my money and gratitude for their art, and that's the end of the emotional transaction. (The consumption of said art is a very private matter between me and the artwork.) I've plenty of artists for friends; I don't need to imagine how that goes down. I know how it goes down! Usually with a fair amount of self-flagellation on the part of the gifted. Don't get me wrong; I'm certain most of the authors and musicians I enjoy would be wonderful dinner guests should I happen to attend such a party, but I doubt they'd be anymore charming than the people I already dine with. Perhaps even less charming, as they've got to be a bit tired from all the press, have been up all day working, and could do with a good solid nap.

HOWEVER, I must say, I was somewhat fascinated by the celebrity relationship and eventual divorce of Marilyn Manson and Dita Von Teese -- that's as close as gothy-type people ever came to true Hollywood glamour.

"I'm leaving you. And I'm taking the dachshunds."
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Darklings -- are there any gothic fashion communities that are actually active?

Not, you know, lolita or steamy ones. Just regular old "probably get the Sisters of Mercy reference" type goth ones, but with posting and stuff. (I'd imagine some incarnation of a.f.g. or something exists, but I don't know if it would all be ancient in-jokes or something now. Not that I mind those, but.)

I feel somewhat vindicated in terms of home decor! As much as I enjoy Rococo touches (and exceedingly foppish menswear), we all know that my tastes in decorating run to the ultra-modern, with severe contrast: black and white with a few dashes of bold color. I love the baroque-modern mashup that has been going on, but do not worry too much about my trends dying, as IKEA will stand by me forever. So... goth, but a very easy to clean, brightly visible living space. But, you know, lots of black.

Recently on HGTV's The Unsellables, there was an adooooorable goffy couple with, basically, my ultra-modern dream home. They had to re-stage it in a more neutral/toned down style to sell it, blah blah blah, but NO ONE in the episode said their existing style was anything but beautiful... just too stark for the suburbs. (Their house address number was 69, too; I picked up on that, but the host of the show, sensibly, did not draw attention to that. Ha!) Such a beautiful home! I only wish I could see the interiors of their new home... particularly since Domino folded -- but black and white work, and work for spooky kids; I am apparently not alone in my proclivities.

So yes! Hooray for modern! Hooray for IKEA! FOREVER. Hooray!

Although if steamy Victoriana is more your style, check out Neckbolt Industries, my friend's new steampunk decor blog/diary. If only everyone did steam like that, I'd be a lot warmer to it!

(Get it? Warmer? Steam? AHAHAHAHAHAH.)

I'd still insist on ebonizing my floors, paperless offices and high contrast, mind you, but I can admire a nice ornate desk as well as the next girl.


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