Petticoats and Corsets

Currently Listening To: “Success is the Best Revenge” -Blood on the Dance Floor


Y’all should have seen me practically running across the parking lot to get into the thrift store this morning. I had the petticoat in my hands before my sister and mom ever got into the thrift store. Yeah, I really wanted that thing (even if it doesn’t match any all of my Lolita skirts).

It’s white, but if I tuck it in properly it won’t matter. It’s not really tucked in all that well right now, because I was uber excited to get one of my skirts over it.

I tried taking my own pictures, but it didn’t work so well, so I called in my mom. xD

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Yeah, half of it was still hanging out. 

I decided to use the skirt my mom made for me, since it’s the easiest (and most cupcake-ish shaped) to get on. With my ever present Abbey Dawn top. This top just makes every Goth Lolita outfit complete for me. It’s magical ~*0*~

I love the poofiness I get from this. This skirt looks much better poofed out and I love it. Compared to how it looks when it’s not.


Also, as you can probably guess by the title, I found another corset.

My mom decided she wanted to just waste some time in town, so she let me go into Goodwill (because letting me into a thrift store definitely wastes a lot of time). I know I’ve discussed the many reasons I hate Goodwill. But the lingerie section is excellent. I always find corsets inside.

So I was looking through the children/tween’s (I still look like a goddamn fifteen year old, so… logic?) skirts section because I thought I could find another skirt. Instead I found a corset hidden among the skirts. The best part is that it’s an actual corset, unlike my other two which are obviously meant to only be worn in the bedroom (although I have no shame and wear them out in public anyway).

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Trying to take my own pictures again….

Mom….. ;-;

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My naked, natural hair… looks much better in this picture. I washed it today and didn’t get around to doing my usual “Scene” hairstyle.

Gah, rambling. 

The corset has lacing and the hook and eye things, so that’s cool. I was having difficulties getting this one on, which is why the lacing is not centered in the back. I need my mom to help me get any of my corsets on ~ it’s a two person job.

My boobs look almost nonexistent in this thing. I don’t know if I like that or not yet, I have conflicting feelings. Hmmm.

It feels a bit like a faux leather-y kind of fabric. It’s silky and the (sorry for my ignorance of proper terms) “sticks” inside are definitely plastic, which I don’t mind. It’s very comfortable and was actually big on me until I tightened up the lacing. I’m very happy with this.

I got the petticoat for fifteen dollars and the corset for about two dollars. Woo.

I know y’all are probably tired of thrift hauls already. I’m working on my problems, it’s just hard ya know? There aren’t any support groups for thrift-addicted people. I’m on my own guys. :p


What do you guys think? I do value your opinions. c: Any of you guys been busy with anything/Valentine’s Day? I’m actually not all that into Valentine’s Day, it’s just not all that fun. And all those people who think they need to announce how happy and liberated they are to be single. If you were really that happy, you wouldn’t need to prove it to me, because I don’t give a shit whether you’re truly happy about being single or not. I don’t know what’s worse, the singles or the damn couples. Both make me wanna stab them all.

Sorry, I accidentally ranted.

Anyway, leave a comment, say hi, continue to stalk me quietly, all is appreciated. Bye guys.


SGTC Forever,

Samm Sanity


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