Have you all seen this insanely awesome photograph? It’s been making the internet rounds since it was taken last week when President and Michelle Obama hosted a world leader reception and dinner. Here they are posing with Spain’s Prime Mister and his family, which happens to include two utterly adorable, teenage Goth girls!
The picture caused quite a stir. Spain usually shields politician’s families from the spotlight, so this was the country’s first look at their first family. Once the furor over the publishing died down a second wave of indignation arose – against our sweet Goth girls and the appropriateness of their outfits. Cries of “What parent lets their kids meet the president looking like that?!” were heard. To which we say, hey back off! If you’ve looked at our About Page, you’ll understand why our hearts melt a little looking at these girls. If they want to go through a Goth phase, more power to them. Dressing in all black, extra eyeliner and a pair of kick ass Dr. Martins never hurt anyone!
Furthermore, I say cheers to their parents for letting them dress as they did. But if people really think there wasn’t a showdown before the big dinner, they are sadly mistaken. Look at that picture! That’s some fancy, president-meeting Goth wear.
Growing up, Stef and I were involved in too many “You’re not going out like that” squabbles not to recognize the signs. I can guarantee that the First Parents of Spain had a confrontation with our baby Goths over A) make up – look at those fresh scrubbed cherubic faces. The PM and his wife definitely put their foot down and banned dark lipstick and chalky foundations (though the black haired daughter snuck in plenty of eyeliner) B) the hair – see how freshly washed and nicely brushed? The true tale-tell sign? The delicate barrette holding back the hair that normally falls into the face and covers the eyes of our blonde Goth, and C) the outfits. I mean really, Goth girls can’t wear demure, floor length, velvet black dresses everyday. These are Sunday best outfits!
All right readers, where any of you teenage Goths (or punks, or new wavers, etc) too? Did you have daily battles with your parents over your clothes or hair? On the flip side – Parents – what are your kids wearing that makes you cringe? Have you heard yourself threaten, “You’re not leaving the house looking like that” yet?
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