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DRACULAURA



I got my Draculaura boots today!  LIFE IS GOOD.

  As one can see they are a super-cute, ambiguously historical style in a vintage-looking dusty-like pink.  Not as pale pink as the pictures suggest - they look like they've been used, although they clearly haven't.  The laces are also not as nice as the picture, I'm thinking of relacing them with black ribbon.
They have very high heels but they're extremely comfortable!


(The box has what looks like little Crescents on it.  Daww!  So keeping that.)

Also me with some makeup on:



WITH MAH TEEUPS

She's a freaking adorable kitty, that's what!

Apologies over crappy phone pictures I tried to take of shoes I was wearing at the time xD

book meme

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

Do I still have all ears? Am I ears and nothing else? Here I stand in the flaming surf whose white tongues are licking at my feet; from all sides I hear howling, threats, screaming, roaring coming at me, while the old earth-shaker sings his aria in the lowest depths, deep as a bellowing bull, while pounding such an earth-shaking beat that the hearts of even these weather-beatten rocky monsters are trembling in their bodies.  Then, suddenly, as if born out of nothing, there appears before the gate of this hellish labyrinth, only a few fathoms away - a large sailboat, gliding along as silently as a ghost.

Ha, without even trying I am an intellectual.  I totally wrote my Nietzsche papers in this same chair and left the book behind. xD

SUMMER GIRLISH SQUEE

That incoherent title is your first clue that this post is all going to be stereotypically female rampant materialism, namely, love of clothing and shoes and jewelry.

Although I will add that spiritually I feel lifted and awed by the smells and sounds of springtime, I must confess that I just want to list off a bunch of trends I have not exactly noticed but definitely intend to impose upon my warddrobe just because I bloody feel like it.

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BLOND

I am now a blond.  I need to bleach it a third time to get it not-yellow but right now I'm basking in it.  You probably don't know I used to really want to dye it thusly, because it was a long time ago, but that was what I wanted to do when I first became interested in hair dye; however, I knew my father would be beyond pissy (he was already pissy about me dying at all, and getting my nose pierced), so I went with black.  Thus it has been for years, up until the last time I dyed my hair and made it auburn, which was a jump for me (although it looked really close to my natural color most of the time).  Now I am peroxided.  It's kind of fantastic.

I didn't do it for Lady Gaga but it coincided happily with the fantastic Gaga-themed Glam Slam I attended on Friday (there was a drag show.  Drag queens are fantastic.  Drag kings are fantastic and hot.  Life is vindicated) and that was an extra bonus.







(Yes, Gin, that's the choker from you. <3)

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ALEXANDER MCQUEEN IS DEAD

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He was only forty and I loved him. 

He died on Thursday.

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I think I have a new role model.

If only ten-year-old me had known about Josephine Baker, she might not have been quite so concerned about stepping on the white girl's territory.  Or the man's.  Or liking girls.  Or hell, speaking French with an American accent.

Josephine baby you so gorgeous.

Meme from Megan!

Megan, I'll comment on yours, but right now I just don't have the time.

List the first ten fandoms that come to mind. Your friends will comment with the character from each series that they think you are most like. No favorites (...unless it's legit)!

1. Watchmen
2. Jean Genet (yes I am tempting fate by being female, sue me)
3. Shakespeare
4. Monster
5. Evelyn Waugh
6. Velvet Goldmine
7. The Picture of Dorian Gray
8. Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles
9. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
10. The Sandman

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Pictures of new haircut!

So I cut my hair on the 16th of January and I didn't think to post pictures of it until now. La me.


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In other news, I miss having friends that weren't very good for me - you know, the kind that drag you around doing sometimes scary, sometimes dull, sometimes irritating things that are bad for you?  Like, "here, chemical alterants - or risqué clothing - or dancing, or flirting, or whatever you don't want to do"?  Yeah, I miss it.  Those are the best kinds. 

And now I will make Virginie do it!

As stolen from eugenetapdance , because who doesn't want to talk to themselves at nine? Especially not when they are nineteen?

Nineteen: Hallo there. *sits into swing next to*
Nine: *has to stop singing nonsense and babble, looks annoyed*
Nineteen: Some day you'll be able to pull rhymes out of nowhere!
Nine: Will I ever think of how to rhyme love with something that's not dove?
Nineteen: ...I think you'll just stop using that word.
Nine: Adore?
Nineteen: Ummm.
Nine: Desire?
Nineteen: Oh my God, you are a randy thing. Um. No, you'll give those all up, I'm pretty sure. But! - *hastily, upon seeing little!me's face* - don't worry, you find other ways to say them. When you start writing Maggie poems -
Nine: Oh. *deflates* You mean I don't find love and write about girls instead?
Nineteen: I... oh my. *freezes* ...Coming out to yourself is HARD.
Nine: *waits and looks at sadly*
Nineteen: You're in love. Happily, in fact. And... you're pretty!
Nine: Why? You aren't.
Nineteen: What? Why would you say so?
Nine: You're not a lot taller than me. Your hair's even shorter than mine. You still have a big nose and a wide face and you're brown.
Nineteen: ...but being brown isn't really as bad as you think it is. Look, wait for Lady Gaga, okay? She makes herself really brown, has a big nose, is short, and is adorable.
Nine: Gaga is a baby word.
Nineteen: ...well, okay, be that way. *goes to get up*
Nine: Wait!
Nineteen: *sits*
Nine: ...I have questions.
Nineteen: Okay, shoot.
Nine: ...does mom love me yet? ...Have I written a book? Do they still tell me I should go to college? And.... do I have a best friend yet? Am I happy?
Nineteen: *hugs herself* You have the best friend ever. Don't you worry about that one.

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...I'm afraid to die.

Because when I do, do you know what is going to happen?

Jean Genet is going to kill me is what. Kill me dead. Again.

Yeah, ignore that.

I'm reading Querelle of Brest right now. It is the same glorification of hard-ons for other male bodies and very nice prose that we saw in Our Lady of the Flowers, only if the general love of bell-bottoms and army officers and betrayal were the main focus of the story, and instead of having "innocently" killed someone at 16 (and being beautifully doomed for it), the title character is a cold-hearted murderer who walks away from it in the end.

Also, this is the rock-hard masculine version. There do not appear to be any pansy queens in this book. (I miss them a lot. ;_; *is such a girl*) Our Lady is girly. Our Lady, in fact, swoons at the feet of this book and begs shamelessly to be taken. That's how stinking manly it is. Manly manly manly. This book is the Eddie Blake of the superheroes that are Jean Genet novels.

Some of you may know that I role-play the titular hero of Our Lady of the Flowers, who is a very pretty 19-year-old who gets adorably embarrassed at one point because he hadn't realized that a woman's dress, being tight on him, would make his erection very obvious. Nevermind he's at some kind of drag ball and everyone came to see that sort of thing anyway. Well, he's already pretty amiable and a bit naive, but I took this to the extreme.

Now I am reading Querelle and thinking that my pansy Adrien Baillon would get Jean Genet to seriously glare at me.

...I mean, aside from the fact that I'm a chick anyway and don't understand these things.

Although maybe I'm kind of in the right in this... I mean it's specified that Adrien's legs are basically downy in the novel, whereas there has been specific mention of how hairy Querelle's are. Manly black hair from groin to foot (Jeannot, I hate you. I hate you muchly. You had better make Gil and Roger be fucking cutetastic or I'mma fucking murder you).

ANYWAY.

I did cross-gendered makeup in Stage Makeup for my final today and it was horrible. Clearly I am not cut out to be a man. It was the most terrible experience of my life and I am now picturing what it is like to be a transsexual and have to see facial hair on your face every day when it's not supposed to be there and bawling your eyes out. I would bawl my eyes out. I want to stay a woman forever. FOREVER.

(Also, Emilie Autumn is the most amazingly beautiful creature known to man, and I want pink hair now again. Also I remembered where my love of very peculiar female performers with love for Queen and David Bowie, dying their hair, and being ambiguously bisexual came from today. I want Lady Gaga and Emilie Autumn to duet now plz kthanx.)