This is the face I wore to Goth Prom last night. Goth Prom in Minneapolis is a fundraiser for Sisters of Avalon, a sort of anarchist collective food shelf charity. While a lot of my friends have traditions around this prom, this is the first time I’ve ever gone. I hadn’t played dress up since 2005 when I did the Erotic Angels exhibit for my friend Paul, and I’ve always shied away from extreme makeup. The theme was the Seven Deadly Sins. While most people just “gothed it up” some of us did choose a sin: Brenda went as Vanity, her fiancee as Despair. We did choose sins that fit our daily personalities the best.
I don’t worry about sins much, because in terms of lifelong proportion, I just don’t think I’ve committed all that many. Foul-ups, mistakes, hurting people through forgetfulness of how their emotional reactions can physically hurt them I’ve done plenty. But intentional sin, that’s just not in my wheelhouse, unless you count converting to a religion outside monotheism as a sin. The way I see it, that’s your problem and not mine. Continue reading