English metal band Cradle of Filth turned downtown L.A. a darker shade of death last week. We sifted through Timothy Norris' photos to find those fans who best used PVC and studdery. Remember, in extreme metal, more is more!
There is something absurdly L.A. about these guys. Sure, the Immortal shirts and black jeans are universal. But the Sidekick texter and general posture of the whole crew, not so much. For some reason, these guys are still cool, and this would make a decent band photo. In fact, if they don't already play, they should all learn something and form a band. This is their first promo shot.
This is pretty adorable. From the new black t-shirt next to the ripped up nearly gray shirt, to the denim cut-off shorts, to the Sharpied show of affection, “I <3 Dani Filth" on the other's hand: If I ever have a daughter, I hope she ends up like these two underage metal-ers.
These two like Melrose. A lot. And really, who doesn't? I subscribe to the theory that you can never have too many buckles on an outfit. Same is true of PVC. When going for these kinds of looks, it's important to learn how to craft or your wardrobe will be sparse. Exhibit A: crown of thorns here. Big Foot Lodge used to do metal arts and crafts, making pipe cleaner pentagrams one week, origami churches (to set on fire) the next.
Looks like these might be the Fredericks of Hollywood stockings, so young and yet so wise. Hands down, the best place for stockings is Fredericks- industrial strength stripper ware. Those things will survive any show.
This is probably a good time to mention that there may have been more people in t-shirts for the band that was playing at this show than ever in the history of ever. It's seriously possible that half of the crowd was wearing Cradle of Filth shirts.
This girl is either a totally rad, no maintenance chick, or hoping that her date is just going through a phase. A poet shirt-wearing, staring-off-into-the- abyss phase. Love them or hate them, poet shirts are never going away. As long as people are dying their hair black, there will be poet shirts not far behind.
Try to look past this adorable red head in the killer jacket and direct your attention to drunken train wreck just over her shoulder. She was wandering around all night narrowly escaping face plants everywhere she roamed.
Ok, so this girl gets an epic win. Seriously, awesome belt, cuffs, and killer pyramid studding on the top. As mentioned before, you can never have too much PVC. Never! For her date, you can't go wrong with black or septum rings, but her outfit beats his.
Lip Service! They're so overpriced for what the product is made of but we can't help ourselves. It's just so cute! They get us every time.
Ok guy, the pants, not so much, sorry, but those boots, (New Rocks, yes?) make up for it. And this girl, bravo, 8PM on a Tuesday is probably the last time we want to do our brows, pull out the false hair pieces, put together an outfit made of half a dozen different pieces and wear the shoes that murder us, but this lady went for it. Props to you, we couldn't do it.
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