Beepster
I had a steady supply of high end makeup (don't ask) when I first started annoying the very staunch and macho punk community with my shenanigans. I'd Cooper it up times eleventy right on stage with it. Again this was the REALLY expensive crap. It was horrendous stuff.
 
I prefer my gurls au naturelle anyway... or if there MUST be some makeuping the subtler the better.
 
Except maybe for really psychotic looking cyber/goth/punk girls that want to murder me while I sleep. Then it's kind of giggety.

Odd with a side of psycho is definitely GOOOOOOOOOD. 
 
As for the rest, I was part of the goth scene long enough that I can relate. Even when I had a office job - I'd never walk out of the house without my full attire. 
 
I was the management  guy who looked a tiny bit out of place among the execs and all, like he'd walked straight out of a Cradle of Filth video, even at 7 am, on a Monday morning... Made life in the office bearable. :P

HA! Ya this girl was a professional accountant by day. She took me to a party (I think it was New Years or sumthing) and it was ALL ultra high end, big money goths. The stuff these guys/gals had on (every one of them) must have been at LEAST a 1000+ dollars worth of kit (and I swear with the ultra authentic actual Gothic/Medeival replicas I would not be surprised if some folks weren't wearing 10+ grand worth of gear).
 
And there I am, half drunk street dreg in (IIRC) tattered black jeans, big crusty combat boots, a leather jacket and probably a ragged old metal T.
 
It was pretty funny. Her close friends were reasonably polite but I could tell the rest of the room was all "How gauche!".
 
It was a good night.
 
Note: I always generally liked the goth kids but I was the dumbass who'd wander into their clubs wearing loud Hawaiin shirts and plaid bell bottoms and dancing like a moron. In fact that's how I met that girl. lol