18 satisfying things for goths

1. Waking up with bigger hair than you went to bed with.

2. When you rip your tights in just the right place you were hoping for.

3. When you catch a glimpse of your freshly dyed roots as you leave the house.

4. When you mess up your eyeliner and you're compelled to draw it on thicker... like you wanted to in the first place.

5. When Friday (I'm In Love) turns up on TV commercials.

6. A brand new pan of black eyeshadow.

7. When the goth character in a movie doesn't die/does something impressive.

8. Getting new black clothes home to find none of them are navy blue.

9. Seeing (and petting) a black cat on the street.

10. When your black nail polish goes on opaque in one coat.

11. The body modded staff in Lush that don't look at you strangely.

12. When the shop has it in black... and you didn't even have to ask the staff.

13. Passing another goth on the street and having the courage to make eye contact.

14. Hexbomb restock day.

15. Finding an alternative store in a new city and vowing to move there immediately.

16. When a new drugstore brand sells white foundation/powder.

17. 'Normal' stores selling new home decor every Halloween.

18. Brushing out that extra crispy bit of hairspray in your hair.

If Strictly Come Dancing was rock and metal...

#disabledgothproblems - Life with a black soul and a blue badge

It's one thing standing out looking like the spawn of Lucifer's sordid affair with a can of hairspray, but there's also walking with a stick. Venturing out into the public with goff* tendencies and disabilities isn't the most pleasant of experiences, but one thing's for certain - you're not alone.

Living With Ankylosing Spondylitis

Rewind to August 2014. I can't remember what date, because as I had for two months straight, I was working 7 days a week and 12 hour shifts as a lone retail manager with no breaks. My doctor gave me the news and I only had ten minutes to digest it before I had another shift on my own in the shop, enforced by a boss that insisted my needs were not greater than a pregnant colleague who needed the time off more than me. A week later, I cracked a number of ribs due to overworking myself, but once again, pregnancy trumped my condition and I was forced to work that same 12 hours a day 7 days a week through the agony of cracked, irreparable ribs.

RIP David Bowie - A Starman Under Pressure That Sold The World

And the stars look very different today.