OKAY! I know I'm definitely not thin enough to be an accurate Twiggy, but nobody can say I didn't try! This one, is ME!, my precious bass, Judas (I name my things, don't you?), and that lovely thing who's lap I am sitting upon is my Manson, but he wasn't thrilled with how he looked, so I tried to take as much of him out of the picture as I could. My wig was a little frazzled, but that's okay! And, I am, of course, wearing my Twiggy dress, of which I am VERY proud, as I made it all by myself! (Being a crazie who wouldn't settle for a "normal" collar, I even went and made the pattern! *crazy*)
Now if only that big-ass convention ID weren't clipped right on my dress, gumming the whole thing up...
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Now, doubtless, if I had actually BEEN in Silent Hill, the lighting conditions there would have made this picture a whole lot cooler-looking. But for being taken near the rent-a-car place in a hotel in the industrial district of downtown Denver, I don't think it's half bad!
As you can see, I'm dragging the crowbar I *ahem* borrowed...*coughSTOLEcough* from my garage. Now, we weren't supposed to be allowed to have metal weapons, so *Shhh!*, but we weasled our way around that, by shamelessly removing the peace-bond band from Ghostcat1515's baseball bat (WHICH, by the way, was, in fact, METAL!) and transferring it to my pretty, pretty crowbar. *weasly* ^ ^
Anyway. I made this dress from a short jacket pattern I altered into a dress, and sweet, sweet Treznorspants painted my heels for me! I spent several months on the mask, (It's not a very good pic, so I'll put up a few of it below.) which ended up being a crazy mix of plaster, vinyl, latex (to give it that creepy real-blown-off-face look and the real-disfigured-skin-and-scar-tissue feel!) and paint between the layers.
The real good part is that the front and the back were completely separate, and to keep it on, i had Dillon and LoX glue it onto my head with spirit gum and liquid latex. I was glued into it for aboot...seven hours, I think, and you'd think it'd be pretty awful and claustrophobic in there, but besides the faint smell of paint and hot glue, it wasn't so bad. ^ ^
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Mkay! And here are a few pictures I had my mother take about 5 minutes ago just to showboat all the fuckin' work I did on that mask. (Ignore my messy room if it shows up in any of them.) I personally think it looks cooler on film than in real life. ^ ^
Straight-on pic of the middle of the face (crinkly!):
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Pic from the bottom(from under the jaw, you can really see the dents in the mouth! *yay!*):
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And that's all, folks! ^ ^










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Exploding chickens are the answer!-- To what im not sure though.
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This is what you get when you fuck a stranger in the ass.
+ "Son of a fuck you!" - Ryan Fukkin' Dunn
+ "... you don't have to be heterosexual, bisexual or gay, it's just sort of everything" - Twiggy Ramirez
that quote in your ID made me lol
^_^ lol, nice pencils eh.
i like your portrait featuring brandon lee..
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black cloud crossed my mind
blue mist round my soul
feel so suicidal
even hate my rock and roll
And happy new year! ^^
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Fear is only in our minds...
I'm not a native english speaker, ok?
Happy New Year!
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"Hey, Mr. Donut-head man, who's tryin' to kill you?"
"I don't know, but they'd better not." ~Garth
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"You! You there! No feelings! Immoral! You're screwing a vegetable man!!"
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"Hey, Mr. Donut-head man, who's tryin' to kill you?"
"I don't know, but they'd better not." ~Garth
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"Hey, Mr. Donut-head man, who's tryin' to kill you?"
"I don't know, but they'd better not." ~Garth
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