While this book may not offer much that is new to a seasoned goth in terms of information as really, those of us old enough to be out in the wider world working and being terribly grown up now should know better than to do things like "The great internet flounce-off" or going to the gothic club dressed like the Crow (well, unless you have that Brandon Lee kind of figure and can do the makeup accurately and convincingly and carefully) or try and scare small children and strangers for giggles, but it does offer a cheering good read, and it gives good advice to those outside the sub-culture, beyond simply clearing up the common misconceptions - it gives advice on what are good and bad reasons to visit a goth club, and how to behave once you're there as a tourist, it gives advice to parents on how to handle their children around goths (don't hide them away and tell them we're evil people and conversely, don't expect us to be entertainment for them.) and what to do if their children become goths (don't panic) and those things are valuable and rarely said pieces of advice. It is also written in the same "Headmistress" style as her wonderful website and videos, which may be off putting to some, but I find it wonderfully charming. Her husbands illustrations are worth a few giggles each, my favourite being the cyber/industrial looking chap looking at his phone with the shadow he casts being that of demon with a knife -a distortion of the shadows of the tubing on his goggles and his phone, except for the glowing eyes in the section "How to reassure people you aren't a Satanist, drug fiend or pyscho-killer" and the illustration of the Victoriana goth and the Deathrocker at the start of Chapter 7 - those polarities really do confirm that the joke about goths non-conforming by all wearing the same black uniform doesn't really stand much except for about Certain groups of teenage "Mall goths" for whom it IS a phase. Altogether a charming, witty and enjoyable book that you'll find yourself reading with a glass of red wine or absinthe late at night, black cat perched on your looming chair, while listening to Sisters of Mercy and cackling at comments such as "Does that mean gothy gentleman should refrain from raising a lady's hand to their lips? No, but it should be just a quick brush of the lips, not a lingering or, erm, damp experience. Yes, Snarklings, this means no licking a lady's hand. That sends a somewhat different message." :P