Donald Trump's Okay, But I Was Really Going For More Of A Black Dahlia Look, lol...
...Daddy's Little Cannibal/Photoshootingtons.
...Yesterday was a lot of fun for me. I went and got my hair done, it's dark violet purple and a bit shorter. Then Leesa spent foreverrrrr making sure my finger-curl type hair-do looked great, which was good, because it did when, hours later, I went to Ruby's for a 20's Flapper-type photoshoot. It was such a good shoot. She's really great to work with and have conversations with, too, not to meantion she's a great photographer. She tends to capture the moments right before you think she's going to so the pictures tend to seem a lot more real. It was also easy to take direction from her; I was really happy at how comfortable I was with her and her assistant, Nikki. Eventually, we ended up doing some crazy, warped, twisted shit with my body and the concept of what we were doing, and it all flowed nicely. I can't wait to see those photos! lol I'm meeting with her again today. I'm really happy I found her, and I'm really excited about today.
But anyways...Her assistant I suppose heard me humming a Jack Off Jill song or something like that, I tihnk I was humming "Horrible," and she starts telling me about the THREE TIMES SHE SAW THEM and the one time she met Jessicka and kissed her in a picture! I could have just died right there. So, of course, we start talking merch. and she just happened to have the only one shirt I never got that they put out and just happened to have it in my size and let me buy it off of her! Yeah...my day was pretty fucking dank...
On another note, I'm happy I've got modeling to take my mind off of shit. I am not all that fucking happy with anything but that.
"she has eyes closed
she has fevered
as her hands flick
cross her stomach
she is dreaming
she is breathless
as her sweat beads
on her forehead
simon's sleeping on the floor;
what's she dreaming?
simon's sleeping on the floor;
what's she dreaming?
simon watches eyelids as projections flicker there-
i don't wanna wake her but her whispers sort of scaring
me"
...Yesterday was a lot of fun for me. I went and got my hair done, it's dark violet purple and a bit shorter. Then Leesa spent foreverrrrr making sure my finger-curl type hair-do looked great, which was good, because it did when, hours later, I went to Ruby's for a 20's Flapper-type photoshoot. It was such a good shoot. She's really great to work with and have conversations with, too, not to meantion she's a great photographer. She tends to capture the moments right before you think she's going to so the pictures tend to seem a lot more real. It was also easy to take direction from her; I was really happy at how comfortable I was with her and her assistant, Nikki. Eventually, we ended up doing some crazy, warped, twisted shit with my body and the concept of what we were doing, and it all flowed nicely. I can't wait to see those photos! lol I'm meeting with her again today. I'm really happy I found her, and I'm really excited about today.
But anyways...Her assistant I suppose heard me humming a Jack Off Jill song or something like that, I tihnk I was humming "Horrible," and she starts telling me about the THREE TIMES SHE SAW THEM and the one time she met Jessicka and kissed her in a picture! I could have just died right there. So, of course, we start talking merch. and she just happened to have the only one shirt I never got that they put out and just happened to have it in my size and let me buy it off of her! Yeah...my day was pretty fucking dank...
On another note, I'm happy I've got modeling to take my mind off of shit. I am not all that fucking happy with anything but that.
"she has eyes closed
she has fevered
as her hands flick
cross her stomach
she is dreaming
she is breathless
as her sweat beads
on her forehead
simon's sleeping on the floor;
what's she dreaming?
simon's sleeping on the floor;
what's she dreaming?
simon watches eyelids as projections flicker there-
i don't wanna wake her but her whispers sort of scaring
me"