Wednesday, December 28, 2016

OOTD: Public Speaking Engagement

Apparently public speaking is one of the most common fears of Americans, which is something I love, because now my practiced ability of not saying "um" or "uh" and speaking loudly is celebrated as some kind of major talent. So, here's what I wore for a recent public speaking engagement.


Shirt: Thrifted
Skirt: Calvin Klien for Macy's
Shoes: Payless
Handbag: Walmart
Watch, belt: Target
Pearls: Gift

Do you all like public speaking?

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Merry Christmas!

For my followers who celebrate, Merry Christmas! For those of you who don't, I hope you have a lovely day with the people you care about most. I'm quite busy with things for work still (no rest for the wicked, I'm afraid) but I do have time to leave you all with my favorite silly Goth Christmas tradition: Gothic Christmas by Within Temptation.
  

 What are you doing for the day?

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Two Minute Goth Planner DIY: Planner Charms

For my third planner DIY on this blog I thought I would do the easiest DIY ever. Yes, easier than gluing an embellishment on a paperclip (and significantly less messy.) It takes two minutes and adds a cute touch to any planner.



To complete this DIY, you will need:
  • A phone charm hook
  • Necklace charms
  • Neetle-nose pliers 
  • ...
  • ...
  • ...
  • Yup, that's it.
You can probably also guess what comes next. Attach the necklace charms to the phone charm hook (I find one or two look best, more than that tends to look rather cluttered.)

And you're done! To add it to a ring binder style planner, clip it into one of the rings and close the planner. You can add it to the lowest ring to make it hang out more, or a higher ring.









Once it's closed: 




To attach it to a coil bound planner, loop the phone charm through itself to attach it to the coil. 



So that's it! A simple two minute DIY planner accessory that adds style to your planner. If you make a bunch of these you can switch them out whenever you want to change up the decor of your planner. Check Etsy or your local craft store around Halloween time for necklace charms.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Gothic Christmas Decor

Due to my current work circumstances, there's not much decorating I can do for Christmas. After living in dorms for a few years where this was also the case (well, not that I couldn't, but by the end of the semester I was so fried I couldn't be bothered) I'm really starting to fantasize about when I can get an apartment, settle down, and madly dance around listening to Sisters of Mercy while stringing purple fairy lights and skulls wearing Santa Clause hats.



Until then, I am adding to my Gothic Christmas Pinterest board which has tons of inspiration for seasonal dark decor. Here's a sneak peak:


How are you decorating for Christmas this year? Do you like to Goth things up or do you keep them more traditional?

Saturday, December 3, 2016

24 More Non-Clothing Gifts for Goths

If you're having problems getting a holiday gift for your favorite Gothy type but you don't want to buy them clothing because you aren't sure about their size or style, have I got a list for you. Back in 2014 I wrote a list of 24 Non-Clothing gifts for Goths, and now I'm back with 24 more ideas to keep you busy.



  1. For the bakers, a set of cookie cutters in fun shapes like bats and skulls
  2. A throw blanket 
  3. A makeup bag or empty palette
  4. Patches for adding to a DIY punk vest
  5. Reusable plastic tumblers or travel mugs
  6. A silicone ice cube tray with shapes like coffins, skulls, bats, and pumpkins (perfect not just for ice cubes but also for making soaps, candles, gummies, and other goodies.)
  7. A pack of playing cards or tarot cards
  8. Glass display cloches for them to fill up with their treasures.
  9. An absinthe kit (if of age in your country)
  10. Concert tickets for the coming year 
  11. Halloween craft ephemera from your local craft store, I'm sure they'll find a use for it
  12. Washi tape
  13. Frivolous food items like skull-shaped sugar cubes 
  14. Stained glass window hangings/ light catchers
  15. Small bird cage decorations (maybe filled with flowers or candles, or empty for them to fill)
  16. If they like to light candles (or are a smoker), maybe a pretty Zippo lighter
  17. New Gothy patterned hand towels
  18. Notecard sets for all their spooky penpaling needs
  19. One of the new hard-cover collectible editions of classic Gothic novels 
  20. Vintage silver catch-all dishes or trays for their house
  21. Literally anything from Disney's Haunted Mansion collection
  22. Nail art stencils (there are plenty of gothy or Halloween varieties out there.)
  23. A wallet, card case, or coin purse
  24. A container for makeup brushes (there are tons of skull ones around)


I hope this was helpful in giving you some ideas! So, for my Gothy readers, what are you hoping for this holiday season?

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

OOTD: Suited Up

Remember way back when when I promised I'd look into buying more vintage looking pieces for my corporate wardrobe. Well, equally long ago I ended up buying these gorgeous high-waisted trousers from Forever21 and I've been loving them as the weather gets cooler. Wide-legged trousers are one of my favorite things right now.



Outfit details:

Top, trousers, wrist cuff: Forever21
Blazer, Shoes: Thrifted
Bracelets and watch: Various

I think I like the idea of this blouse more than the reality because my waist really gets lost in all that fluff. It looks better with a fitted jacket, and I might look into getting a vest/waistcoat to wear it with. 


This boxy jacket though is kind of cute in a comfy grandma way, although it being short sleeved means I have to pull out the magical tattoo-covering, dresscode-appeasing wristcuff. 


What have you all been up to lately? Has autumn been treating you well (or spring, in the southern hemisphere)?

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Etsy's Idea of Goth

Eons ago in 2013 I wrote a post about weird things I found in the "goth" search on Etsy, and while searching for craft supplies I discovered that, in fact, my post did not cause a revolution and make all shop owners simultaneously stop erroneously calling things Goth just to get page views. Shame, that. So, what did I find this time?




Ah yes, Back to the Future. Now, I've never seen this movie so maybe I'm missing out and it really is a Goth classic, but somehow I doubt it. Shirt here.



Batman letter blocks. Come on, y'all. Everyone knows Batman is an emo superhero, not a Goth one.



This shirt is labeled as Pastel Goth and, admittedly, I don't understand Pastel Goth at all but somehow it still offends me.



What the fuck.



"Sorry for what I said when I was horny." If I saw a person wearing this in public, I would run in the other direction as fast as my heels would take me. If they tried to speak to me, I would spontaneously combust.



If you can't read the mug, it says "If something's hard to do, then it's not worth doing." Ugh. Admittedly I hate The Simpsons but I'm laughing at how adding the little upside down cross is supposed to make it Goth in any way. Why are we like this.








All I can imagine is someone's poor grandma who doesn't understand Goth doing a keysearch for Goth and buying them this Ring Pop ring. "This is Goth, right dear?" No, grandma.

When life gives you lemons, stop making them into hair accessories and tagging them as Goth on Etsy, please.



What's the weirdest thing you've ever found in the Goth tag on any website?

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Some Thoughts on Not Prioritizing Goth

A lot has changed in the past year for me. I went from a full-time college student to a full time employee, traveling the world and dedicating myself to my industry and career. I read fewer horror and fantasy novels, focusing instead on nonfiction, history, and art publications. I wear less winged eyeliner and fewer ankhs (although, casualty of working in the art industry, I wear just as much black.) My music taste has expanded, my circle of friends has expanded even more.



When I choose to describe myself, Goth is never as high up on the list as it used to be. It's always "art dealer, traveler" first.  I reflected on this recently while making a social media profile. One of my colleagues from work called me a Goth once and I actually kind of jumped, I don't think I'd ever mentioned it specifically to her. 

People age with Goth differently. Some people, yes, grow out of it. It's not a shameful thing to do. Other people hold Goth near and dear to their heart well into their old age. I seem to be pitching my tend somewhere in the middle.

I started out in Goth in my younger teenage years. My mother has always loved alternative music, from metal to Goth, and I remember coming home from school and hearing her and my aunt listening to Bauhuas. I started exploring forums about Goths, always struck by how rude some of these older, crabby people were and how defensive they were about "their" subculture.  Now as an adult, I think if I saw a thirty year old speak to a fourteen year old the way some of them did on those forums back in the day, I'd scream at them. I was a kid, in love with this incredible amazing subculture and shocked at how adults could act towards other people my age. I did a lot of lurking, not much interacting, and developed an ingrained anxiety about being seen as a poser. 

I never had to "push" liking Goth things. For me, liking the music, the style, the literature, the decor, always came naturally. But as a younger Goth, I do think I had to try harder to suppress my love of other things for fear of being called a poser. I listened to only Goth music, ditched pretty much all my other clothes, and only enjoyed books that other Goths seemed to approve of. 

Fast forward to August 2011, when I started this blog in my junior year of high school. I've done a lot of growing in the mean time, my confidence has grown in more areas than one. One of the main things I thought when I started this blog was that I would make sure the next generation of Goth teenagers knew that there was no such thing as being a poser, that they could enjoy Goth however they wanted to. I can't count the number of elitist e-mails I've gotten telling me I'm spoiling Goth, but they swiftly get deleted. Fuck that noise.

The most common question I get asked on this blog is "How do I be a Goth?" The answer is always Here is a list of Goth things. If you like some of them and want to call yourself a Goth, you're good to go. It's followed closely by "Can I still be Goth if..." insert whatever qualifier you care to name here. The answer is always yes.

Some might think that this post sounds an awful lot like "I'm leaving Goth." But that's not it at all. The fact is, the older I've gotten, the less I've worried about seeming Really Goth. For me now, Goth is an aspect of who I am rather than something I feel like I have to work at to appease anonymous fuckwits. ,And, that's made me enjoy it more than I have in a long time. When I let Bauhaus mingle in my iTunes with Adam Lambert, Postmodern Jukebox, Tool, or whatever else, I actually enjoy it more when my beloved Goth music comes on. I can dance harder, knowing that Goth is a part of me that I'll always love, and that I don't have to worry about being called a poser when I dance just as hard for Kongos. 

Looking forward? Who knows. I do have some travel plans that include some incredible Gothy locals, and maybe as I move up I can incorporate more Gothy elements into my style, but I'm not going to force it. I'm content to be what this blog has always said I am--an everyday Goth. 

Goth gets better the less you worry about it. Who knew?

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Goth Blogging 101: Creating a Content Schedule

The most common complaint I see from other Goth bloggers (and that I used to have myself) was about how one could possibly generate content consistently for years and avoid unannounced hiatuses where you post. I've written before about how to generate ideas for a goth blog, but sometimes having tons of ideas and no plan about how to execute them can be exhausting. Since it's easier to give it a bit of forethought and plan ahead than it is to dig yourself out of one of these post breaks (if you ever decide to return to blogging), so in this post I'll outline the simple way I ensure I have content for weeks to come.



So, here's a little secret for you: For the past few months, this blog has been running on posts that I batch-wrote back in May. In the course of a few weeks I wrote over fifty posts for this blog so that it would never run out of content if I became busy with work and couldn't write at the time. How was I able to do this?

A blog content schedule was absolutely indispensable for me. It's a schedule of every single day that I want to have a blog post up (for me, Wednesdays and Saturdays) for a six month span. Depending on how often you post, you might decide to go further into the future.

I keep mine in my planner (bookmarked with an adorable skull paper clip), and here is a look at what mine looks like before it gets fully filled out. When I set up this content schedule in my planner, I take some time to start filling out what I would like to post when, keeping in mind holidays and special events which I might like to make posts about.

Filling out the content calendar can seem daunting at first, but having an eye on everything makes it infinitely easier. For me, looking at the dates easily triggers ideas: Oh, the fifteenth is my birthday, so I know I'll have an OOTD that day or, I always have a Monthly Favorites up at the end of the month or I want to do a post-a-day for October so I should plan ahead now. Don't forget Goth-specific holidays and events. You'd be surprised how quickly the content calendar fills out with your ideas.

You can stop there with the content calendar, or you can also pre-write posts and have them on hand if you ever run into one of those Nope, can't do it blogging weeks.

Pro-tip the first: Write in pencil. Don't feel obligated to stick with a post if something new and exciting comes up that you want to blog about it. Just erase the post idea and reschedule it elsewhere.

Pro-tip the second: If you don't get to writing some of the posts in your schedule (you didn't have the time, you didn't feel inspired, you didn't have everything you needed), keep the schedule on hand. You can always use it as a free idea bucket down the line.

For my goth bloggers out there, how far ahead do you plan your blog posts? Do you keep a backlog for when times are tough and blogging just feels completely impossible?

Saturday, November 5, 2016

The Best Search Terms for my Blog

For blogging purposes, I keep a record of the search terms that people use to find my blog. It's great for keeping track of trends and helps me deliver better content when I know what people actually want to read. Some of them, though, are just fucking funny.



So, here are the best search terms real people have used that landed them on my blog:

  • dating a goth i'm a cowboy
  • michaels halloweeb jars
  • not emo not goth me 
  • why is nu goth
  • goth bat flap blog

Forgive me for this self-indulgent little post, but I thought I'd share.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Travel Update: Where have I been?

The short answer: The UK, Norway, France, Italy, Spain, Portugal, and now Hawaii.



The long answer: phew.

I'm so glad that the queue system was invented for online posts, since I've hardly glanced at Tumblr and Blogger since August. I've been pretty much swamped. When I'm working, I'm working hard, and then it's my down time and I'm out exploring. Not much time to write blog posts. So, I thought I'd share a few of my highlights.


Na Pali Coast, Hawaii


Las Palmas, Canary Islands


Bay of Naples

Palermo, Italy

Pompeii, Italy

Rome, Italy

Olden, Norway 

Norway

Florence, Italy

Ajaccio, France

Italy

Pisa, Italy



How have you all been? Any fun trips coming up?

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Origins of Gothic Rock

Most people reading this blog will know "the story" about how Goth came to be. We can recite pretty well how the punk music adopted darker, more romantic roots in the late seventies and into the eighties, how iconic clubs like The Batcave came to draw us all together. Still, intrepid nerd that I am, I wanted to learn more. So, I went digging and found the article to first use the term "gothic rock" to describe music.


Transcript:

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Report : Lighting Fires In A Rejuvenated Rock Scene. 
Four Doors To The Future: Gothic Rock Is Their Thing

"Which one is Jim Morrison?" one girl said to another. But he was not on stage, and a drummer and an organist and a guitar player looked impatiently toward a curtained door.

They sat in darkness punctuated by the steady red lights of amplifiers as tall as a man and the glow of a hundred cigarettes dancing in the evening breeze. The curtain on the door hung like velvet one inch thick.

Contempt Greets Appearance

Two hands pierced the slit of the curtain and drew it back sharply as a spotlight racked the stage and exposed a man who squinted in the brightness. There was applause that he did not care to
hear, and the spotlight caught the contempt in the faces of the other musicians as Jim Morrison tentatively fingered the microphone.

He screamed and reeled, throttling the microphone and gazing at a sea of blank faces. He shouted a strung out, distorted and violated stream of word-images which twisted the faces into expressions of shock and yet fascination.

Then there were the drums, crashing against the pulsating rush of the organ while the guitar pirouetted around and through the rhythmic contest with a new sort of terrifying insistence. The
Doors were opening as Morrison's words found their way through the cicuitous maze of a thousand
wires in the impassive, deafening amplifiers.

He sang, or rather groaned, or talked to himself out loud as the group raced on through "break on Through" to lead off the set. The men and their instruments work well together in complete interaction, crystallizing the night air into a texture of sound which a person can run his hand over.

But Morrison gets all the attention, with black curls cascading over the upturned collar of a leather jacket worn the way all leather jackets should be: tight, tough, and somehow, menacing. Some people have said that Morrison is beautiful, and others have learned the meaning of the word charisma by watching him.

And then there is "Light my Fire," and Morrison's brass and leather voice strokes the lyrics with all the subtlety in which he handles the microphone. The song deserves to be done the Door's way, with suggestive intonation and instrumentation striving together to produce the incredible erotic pressure of the driving organ-scream climax.

After all, sex is what hard rock is all about. But there is terror in the sexuality of "The End," Morrison's black masterpiece of narrative poetry about a physical and spiritual odyssey which finishes in patricide and incest.

Morrison Finishes Strong

Morrison is at his best, in this song, doing his own thing while the organist bends low and presses hard on the keys and the guitarist walks unconcernedly in and out of the spotlight. The drummer sweats.

Morrison dislodged the microphone and staggered blindly across the stage as the lyrics and screams which are "The End" poured out of his mouth, malevolent, satanic, electric and on fire. He stumbled and fell in front of a towering amplifier and sobbed to himself. The guitarist nudged him with the neck of his guitar, and a mouth in the audience said knowingly, "He's stoned."

But he wasn't. He sat up on his knees and stretched out his arms in an attitude of worship toward the cold amplifier, the impartial mediator between the virtues and absurdity of a music dependent upon circuits and ohms.

The audience did not know whether to applaud or not. The guitarist unplugged the electric cord which makes his instrument play, the organist stepped off left, the drummer threw his sticks to the ground in contempt and disgust, and Morrison had disappeared through the velvet curtain without a wave of a smile.

The Doors do not cater to the nameless faces beyond the foot lights. The group is not kind, and they do not entertain in any traditional sense. They allow other people to witness the manner of their existence and the pain and pleasure inherent in their imaginations.

The audience was scared, and rightly so. The Doors are not pleasant, amusing hippies preferring a grin and a flower; they wield a knife with a gold and terrifying edge. The Doors are closely akin to the national taste for violence, and the power of their music forces each listener to realize what violence is in himself.

"I think the Doors are a representative American group," says Ray Manzarek, group organist. "America is a melting pot and so are we. Our influences spring from a myriad of sources which we have amalgamated, blending divergent styles into our own thing. We're like the country itself."

Manzarek and Morrison both have degrees from UCLA, and the organist in conversation speaks so articulately and precisely that he gives the impression of being an English professor forced out of academia and into a world of long hair, reverb and the fuzz bass.

The Doors met New York for better or for worse at a press conference in the gloomy vaulted wine cellar of the Delmonico hotel, the perfect room to honor the Gothic rock of the Doors.

It was a good scene. Very few press people, and a lot of the city's rock hangers-on, hirsute and free, were there, all sampling a new sort of high: alcohol. Plastic chicks in mischievous miniskirts sipped daiquiris and waited for Morrison to show. No one was sure he would. But Andy Warhol walked in, and everybody breathed a sigh of relief to find that this indeed was the place to be.

There is a story of the meeting of two electric world-historical heroes; that is, Jim Morrison and Nico, underground film star and singer with Warhol's Velvet Underground. It was love at first sight which later grew into lust, according to a friend of Morrison. Anyway, Warhol seems to be interested in Morrison's potential as a movie star.

Morrison Makes Entrance

Suddenly all eyes turned to the door, where Morrison was making another entrance, sweeping into the room and gathering up the adulation to put in the pocket of his leather jacket.

He put his arm around a reporter, spilling his drink, and compelled him toward the bar. A question which Morrison has been asked before came out somehow, "Jim, were you stoned up there on stage?" And the reply came back, "Man, I'm always stoned."

But apparently Morrison is not into drugs but has stuck with the old American stand-by, alcohol. He got his drink, spoke to the reporter in words which sailed over his head and bounced off the walls of the wine cellar like dead tennis balls. Morrison caromed off and hugged a chick. He was in his element. All the eyes were his.

"You could say it's an accident that I was ideally suited for the work I am doing," says Morrison. "It's the feeling of a bow string being pulled back for 22 years and suddenly being let go.

"I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that seems to have no meaning," he says. "It seems to be the road toward freedom."

Morrison writes nearly all of the Doors' lyrics, and his work does have meaning. There are rock critics in our time, and when they speak of Morrison's lyrics, visions of Baudelaire, Rimbaud, Joyce and Artaud pop out of their critiques.

But hard rock was never meant for academicism. There is truth in the Doors' beat which drives home the meaning of their fascination with symbolism, streams of consciousness, cruelty and the bizarre in whatever form. That's where the Doors are.

The themes, symbols, and imagery of the Doors are stronger in their second album, which manages to transcend the fever-pitch intensity and macabre beauty of their first. The Doors have grown, a good sign.

Significantly titled "Strange Days," the new album's music is just as erotic, just as hard-driving, just as compelling but twice as terrifying as their first effort.

Rock Stasis is Bad

The album contains neither the sophistication and cautious optimism of the Beatles, nor the self-conscious hedonism of the Rolling Stones. The Doors are doing their own thing, and innovation is better than stasis as far as rock is concerned. With the Doors, it's getting better all the time.

Even the name is significant. Morrison once explained why it exists: "We're the Doors because you go into a strange town, you check into a hotel. Then after you have played your gig, you go back to your room, down an endless corridor lined with doors until you get to your own.

"But when you open the door you find there are lots of people inside, and you wonder: Am I in the wrong room? Or is it some kind of party?"

John  Stickney."

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So, not only is it historical, but I think I have to hold this article up as the best example of music journalism I've ever read. Lordy. It's good.

Wikipedia mentioned the article on its Gothic Rock page, but the links they provided were broken. So, if you were curious, it was published in the Williams Record, the Williams College newspaper, on October 24th, 1967. It's nestled among articles about student protests, the Vietnam war, and college life. The author's name is John Stickney. I wonder if he knows the sensation he caused. You can find it on the archive link here (it's a pain to link directly to, so open the folder called 1967 October, then folder 24, then number 3.)

Of course, Wikipedia could be totally wrong here. Have you heard of earlier origins of the term Gothic rock?

Saturday, October 22, 2016

OOTD: Turtle Life

This outfit is what I would wear if I were the sleek Saturday morning cartoon villain who lived in a secret base in the Alps with a butler named Mr. Timsworth and a cat named Sparkles.



For some reason, I used to think that I could never pull off a turtleneck. This one is one of my favorites. It's a very thin knit, very clingy, and I think looks pretty great.

Outfit Details:
Turtleneck - Forever21
Skirt - Macys
Shoes, earrings, necklace - Thrifted



Practicing my stern, no-the-sun-is-not-my-eyes-why-do-you-ask, face. As a cartoon villain I'd probably wear sunglasses more often.


Do you ever put on an outfit and have one of those alternative identity epiphanies? What would you be like as a cartoon villain? 

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

5 Bloody Halloween Cocktails

Being as it's my second Halloween as a 21+ year old person in the US (despite the fact that I was in the UK for two Halloweens when I was 18 and 20 so I have boozed up... but anyway) I've had Halloween cocktails on my mind. To celebrate my bold Halloween tradition of pretty much always going as a vampire, I've also been experimenting with blood cocktails. So, here are five blood-themed adult treats I've been trying and loving for the Halloween season.




Note: If you're under the legal drinking age of your country, virgin Halloween punches and mocktails are pretty easy to come across. When in doubt, add food coloring and a fancy garnish.



This Bloody Orange cocktail is all about the presentation. Homemade raspberry syrup is placed into a plastic syringe for the guests to squirt into a fruity orange mix, creating a bloody blob in their drink. 



This white coconut martini is made bloody by the lovely red rim garnish. Theoretically you could add this bloody rim to any drink, alcoholic or not, but I think it just looks delightfully spooky with the white martini. 



This bloody shot is created by our own Goth darling It's Black Friday on Youtube as a sequel to her black death alcoholic punch and is a mixture of cherry brandy and Grenadine. Watch her mix it up on her Youtube video here.



Milkshakes are well-loved around here and this bloody twist is absolutely perfect for a Halloween celebration. This recipe actually has no alcohol, but I've made it with various boozy add-ins like Rumchata and Brandy and all are super good. 



This is a standard martini recipe that has a bit of a twist: a bloody heart in the middle! The secret to this bleeding-heart martini is a baby beat which serves to redden the water and looks like a creepy little bloody heart. I like beets and this idea is really cute.

Do you drink on Halloween? What are your favorite spooky type cocktails?

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Five Cemeteries I Would Love to Visit

Since my job requires a lot of travel, I've been expanding my horizons and making tons of lists of places I want to go and things I want to do while I'm there. Since my hotel and plane costs are covered by my company, this seems like the time to get out and do things (when I'm not busy. And I usually am, haha.)



Of course, my interests as a tourist are a little bit different than most people's, so for now, here is my list of five cemeteries I would love to visit.

1. Hollywood Forever Cemetery - California



Okay, to be frank here, I mostly want to go for one of their movie nights. I have a lot of interest in watching people reclaim a positive nature with death, and what could be better than watching movies in a cemetery with a group of friends? I'll just need to get to the West Coast sometime.

2. St. Roch Cemetery #1 - New Orleans, Louisiana



St. Roch is known for another modern burial practice that I find interesting--leaving seemingly ordinary objects on tombs. New Orleans cemeteries are truly incredible for the mixture of cultures that gave them birth, so the history in them tends to be truly rich and incredible. I'd love to walk around as many of them as I can.

3. Père Lachaise Cemetery - Paris, France



My only European pick on this list is Père Lachaise Cemetery, Paris's largest cemetery. Burials began in the early nineteenth century, so picking your way through the cemetery you can find a lot of information about the evolution of burial practices throughout the decades and centuries. One day I'm going to make a trip out of seeing all the death sites in Paris, what a delightfully gruesome city.

4. Bonaventure Cemetery - Savannah Georgia 



As a lover of Southern Gothic literature and aesthetics, I feel like it's time to make a pilgrimage to one of the most incredibly beautiful cemeteries in the South. Bonaventure was featured on the cover of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt, and the delightful Caitlin Doughty of Ask a Mortician has a video up talking a bit about her time in the cemetery.

5. General Cemetery of Guayaquil - Guayaquil, Ecuador 



Lastly, the cemetery that Historic Houston has called the most beautiful cemetery in South America, General Cemetery of Guayaquil. Also known as the White City, this cemetery is filled with incredible white marble architecture and monuments. It looks truly incredible in the photographs, and I would love to see for myself.


What cemeteries would you all love to visit? What are your favorites?