Blast From The Past - First ever party

It was about time since I've been thinking of doing these series of posts.

I thought this might be interesting for you guys to see how my style developed, and to amuse yourselves at awkward babybat pictures...
When I think about it, if I would to read a blog of a goth person, I would have been very curious to see the different reincarnations of this person's outlook :)

To start the series I present to you a picture from the first party I've ever went to:

I think I was 18 or 19. I basically have everything from this outfit brought with me to Berlin, except for the tank top. I went to a "rock and metal" [aka, mainstream teenage music night] party with a girl who went to army with me. Yes, this was army time, a very bad time...

That party did however change my view on alternative things, and having fun with a friend to super loud [heard a million times] music made me very very happy. I've also felt like a grownup, going to a different city for a party, x-tremmmeee!

Fun Fact: this was the first and last time I went to the infamous club in Tel Aviv, the Mosad [a huge 3 floor venue serving "alternative" parties since I don't know how long]. Why? Because I since then believe that the goth scene in Israel doesn't begin and end with Tel Aviv. Also, post punk was the last thing played in that party, and I got so terribly drunk, the way back home was filled with "surprising" visits as public toilets. Not pretty, certainly not....

Till next time, be safe!

N. Finsternis