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18
Jan
09

The Enemy

It is not often that I listen to a CD and immediately jack off. It just happened, with The Enemy’s “We Are The Enemy”.

At first when I looked the band up after hearing a few songs, I thought David Thrussel was the voice behind an entirely fake band . Their MySpace page had a lineup listed that appeared to be absolute bullshit, with pictures of some hipster kids, even though there is no way to hide Thrussel’s “I am fucking you in the ass right now and I’m about to come” voice, or his fuck-being-cool-I’m-pissed-off politics. (And I am very unsure which is hotter.) However, it appears that just to confuse me there are actually TWO bands called “The Enemy”, which appeared at roughly the same time, one in Austrailia (Thrussel’s) and one in the UK (filled with hipsters). Sad, as the hipster oen is currently on tour and for a minute I was really excited.

I hate to say it, but the last time a CD it hit me in the clit like this, it was another David Thrussel project, SNOG. It is really, really a shame that the man is not physically attractive. I call it Leonard Cohenitis. It’s why girls think Nick Cave is hot (actually, Nick Cave IS hot, except in profile, when it all goes to Hell).

13
Jan
09

Dec/January update

So, I’ve been pretty much MIA from this site, mostly because I’ve been pouring my energy into getting Haute Macabre up and running and making sure there is enough content on it to keep interest up. It’s been getting TREMENDOUS response, so we’re in the process of building an actual website for it, as well, which is just as excruciating as I remember it being.

However, I figured an update was due:

Suicidegirls just put up a shop on Shopfick, which I don’t recommend as the prices are a bit higher than in the SG Shop. However, we did spend an entire day shooting ridiculous little videos for Shopflick, so if you’re bored you can watch me, Missy, Sash, Rigel, and Des make arsehats of ourselves trying to talk like QVC girls.

-Over at Zivity, I have a new set up- “Hollywood Babylon”, shot by FotoMark. If you still need a free Zivity trial membership- CLICK HERE!

My ad for Brimstone organics is currently a full two-page spread in the December issue of StatusInk– one guy liked the picture so much he had it permanently atatched:

Beyond that, I’ve spent the holidays in grand style- was back in SF for New Year’s and then off to Vegas to shoot machine guns! Now I’m back in Los Angeles, broke as Hell and jobless, but excited about heading back to the Bay come March.

14
Dec
08

Hand Job: The Victorian Art of Furtling

Furtling:

The use of ones hands to simulate or create the impression of anatomical features in a postcard or photograph. This practice was more commonly for entertainment purposes rather than overt sexual gratification.
In an era before radio and television, Furtling was a somewhat common parlor phenomenon in the Victorian era. -Courtesy of the Urban Dictionary

Wait, WHAT???

Let me explain. You take a photograph or drawing and cut out various naughty bits, then use your hands and fingers to recreate the missing features. A good furtler can imitate legs, breasts, buttocks, and even more intimate ares- this is my finger:

That's one hot furtle!

That's one hot furtle!

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Further your Furtling:

-More hot finger photos at The Secret Finger Trick

-Be the life of your next steam punk tea party by printing out these Furtling Postcards kindly provided by Fentiman’s.

The Naughty Victorian Handbook: The Rediscovered Art of Erotic Hand Manipulation

13
Dec
08

It’s Getting Haute in Here

I would like to introduce you to Haute Macabre, a brand new dark fashion blog from the twisted brains of yours truly and her good buddy Samantha, dedicated to the way dark fashion should be (read, we hate mall Goths too). We are in beta right now, so feel free to leave us comments, suggestions, or presents. Or send us samples. We like that idea.

I will of course be continuing my VISAGoth column here as well.

13
Dec
08

Photographing the Monster Under the Bed

Finally, childhood photography I can appreciate: the horror photography of Joshua Hoffine.

13
Dec
08

Claustrophilia

Lux Asthetic, 2008

Caged: Lux Asthetic, 2008

Edgar: I have an entertaining idea for you, my little night-bird. Why don’t you stand upright in the closet all night? You might fancy yourself walled up by mistake. It should prove exhilarating, and introduce you to unparalleled new sensations…

From Claustrophilia, by Amy Freed

Claustrophilia is Amy Freed’s subtly erotic play about Edgar Allen Poe and his child bride, Virginia. In her fictionalized account, the girl who inspired Annabel Lee becomes increasingly enthralled with confinement in small spaces and the freedom it gives her within her own mind. Night after night, she urges Poe to lock her in closets and nail her in barrels, smother her in blankets and tie her to chairs, and by day she recounts her journeys through internal landscapes.

Added to my Christmas wish list when it randomly appeared as I was Googling this:

Claustrophilia: The Erotics of Enclosure in Midieval Literature

Because really, noone did it better than those guys.

11
Dec
08

I’m Too Cheap to Buy You Something…

…but I can totally hit ‘send’. With the ecomony tanking and pretty much everyone pinching pennies this year, and with me being the out-of-work wonder, I’m eschewing Xmas cards and going the eCard route this year. And also because I found Someecards.com.

Kinda like MarriedToThe Sea. But cards.