Saturday, March 31, 2012

I Just Bought My Dead Can Dance Tickets!

Dead Can Dance is coming to Atlanta on September 5, and I just bought my tickets! I'm so excited! I've been a fan of this band since I was twelve of thirteen, and I finally get to see them at eighteen years old. I made sure to book good seats. I'll be sitting in the orchestra section. Everyone, buy your tickets soon!
Here's the link to the website where you can buy tickets.
If you haven't heard Dead Can Dance, my condolences.
Here's a few of their songs:

Monday, March 26, 2012

Abandoned Houses

To say that I like abandoned houses is an understatement. I am extremely fascinated with them. They are forbidden time capsules with clues about the past strewn about. Each one tells a different story, and much of it is left to the imagination. I love the adventure of it all. A couple days ago, I went with a few friends to an abandoned house not too far from where I live. It was really interesting. Just as a warning, this post is heavy with pictures.

We walked up to the entrance of the house. On the front porch, there were phonebooks, buttons, and bottles of schizophrenia medication. 
Nathan and Jean

We entered through the open window, since the front door is permanently closed due to the house weighing it down.  
There were piles of clothes, old belongings, and more bottles of anti psychotics strewn everywhere. On the wall, you can see "Jon", which appears to have been scrawled in glue. One of the former residents, named Jon, was also prescribed the medication.
On the table, there was a typewritten copy of the poem, "What Do You See?". This poem was written by an elderly woman in the geriatric ward of a hospital.
We all had a bit of fun in the house with paint. The painting done in the above picture was previously done by Nathan and Claire. I think it adds to the ambiance of the location. 

These above were pictures left by the former residents. The "blood" is actually just red paint.
Above is the kitchen of the house. If you zoom in, there are orbs everywhere. There are actually orbs in many of these pictures. Does this mean it is haunted, you may ask? Maybe, but the house was incredibly who knows. ;)
 You can definitely see evidence of The 70's in this house. The foam mannequin head's name is "Sandy Studd." We didn't name it. It was already there from a little girl who once lived there.
I am responsible for the verse on the door. Edgar Allan Poe is responsible for the verse itself. 
After much time spent in the place, our lungs started to notice. With all the mold, dust, and probably asbestos, It was getting difficult to breathe. We stepped outside in to the oak tree-filled side yard. 
This is the view from the back of the house. Note to self: wearing lacey skirts isn't the best idea for exploring abandoned properties. Mine got caught in thorns.  Oddly enough, we also found a toupee lying outside.  

Overall, you never know what you can find on abandoned properties. If anybody reading this plans to visit one, I suggest bringing a friend for safety reasons. This is also considered trespassing, so be warned. It would be wise to bring a surgical mask, since these places are known to harbor mold, dust, asbestos, etc. Good luck, and have fun exploring!

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Cut Out + Keep

     I find my self on the internet frequently...way too frequently. One site that I wanted to share is Cut Out + Keep. It's a website dedicated solely to DIY projects and tutorials. I love browsing it to see what people have done, so I can get inspiration for future DIY projects of my own. This site has clothing, purses, accessories, dolls, hats, make-up, food, and everything else you can imagine. These projects are fairly simple, and they are affordable alternatives to many items from online stores.
Here are some really awesome projects I wanted to share:
(Click on the links for the tutorials)
 Zombie Kitty
Platform shoes like Kerli's
Nylon Parasol

"Bite Me" Choker
There you have it.  Now go out there and DIY to your heart's content.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Real-Life Munster Mansion

I grew up watching The Munsters, and I loved the show. Even today, I still love it. When I found out that a couple in Texas built a replica of the Munster mansion, I was ecstatic. 1313 Mockingbird Lane in Waxahachie, Texas is the address. It is the couple's private home, and it is only open to visitors during charity events. I hope to visit this house when I get the chance.  This is probably old news, but I'm sure there were still a few people who haven't heard about it.
Here's the link to the official site where there's info and pictures.


Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Spooktacular Hearses and HearseCon!

Hearses aren't always a drag like many people think. This vehicle puts the fun in funeral. There are some really awesome and completely outrageous looking custom hearses out there, so I thought I'd share some pictures.
The Harold and Maude hearse
The Cathedral Hearse
Old-Timey Glass Hearse
Monster Truck Hearse
1929 Argentinian Hearse
Hot Rod Hearse
Ghostbusters Hearse

 For other people, like myself, who have a morbid fascination with hearses, check out this website. These Hearse Girls are awesome! It turns out that Denver, Colorado has tons of Hearse Enthusiasts. Every year There's an event called HearseCon. If you're in Denver June 22-24 this year, check it out. Here's the HearseCon page for 2012. It looks like a lot of fun.

"The only Hearseclub meet so good, the rest of your life will be a bitter disappointment by comparison."

"It's like a funeral at a rock concert."
HearseCon commercial for 2011:
HearseCon news coverage:
Pure awesome. hopefully one day, I'll be able to attend.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Momocon 2012

     My best friend, Justean, and I decided to go to Momocon yesterday. Originally free entry, this year they started charging thirty dollars to get in. I was really surprised and disappointed.
When we made it inside, we saw so many awesome looking people. I'm not even a fan of anime, other than a few exceptions, but I still loved seeing everybody's cosplays.
The lovely Justean (plague doctor) and I

Jack, The Pumpkin King

V, my inspiration.

They were just so adorable, so I had to take their photo.

A man in a gilly suit...haha

This year, Momocon was held in a larger venue. Justean and I were a little let down, because last year was so much more enjoyable. Maybe it was just me, but it seemed like there were a lot less dealers and artisans this year. All the same, the costumes were great, and the people were really friendly--even paying me compliments. When I came home (without having bought anything), I remembered that I forgot to give blood like I had planned. :( Oh well. I had a St. Patrick's dinner of ham and cabbage with my boyfriend's family, which makes up for forgetting to donate my blood.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Starting My Customized Band Jacket

     After a few days of on and off work, I finished the first logo on my jacket. I just free handed the Sisters of Mercy logo on to the back of my old leather jacket that wasn't getting much use. I'm really excited about it, and I think it turned out pretty well. Next, I'll be adding "Dead Can Dance" across the shoulders. After that, I'm not quite sure what else I'll add. It's a bit of a spontaneous and poorly planned project. I'll be painting on new things every so often, so I'll make sure to update on my progress.
It's pretty blank, so I've got a ways to go.

The lettering was the most difficult.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Prom 2012

Right now, I am having a difficult time typing this because of my enormous black claws that I glued on yesterday. Last night was Prom. It took so long for me to get ready, but most of that time was devoted to my hair. I did Siouxsie inspired makeup and rockabilly inspired hair. What a combo. After having finished everything, I hopped in the car and drove over to Prom, which was held at Fernbank Museum of Natural History. If you don't know Fernbank, it's a wonderful place for science lovers where two huge dinosaur skeletons were the backdrop to Prom.

     If you have been to Prom, you probably know that is is overrated. It's a lot of sweaty teenagers dancing to top forty remixes with some good food. If you aren't determined to have fun and get your money's worth, then you won't. Jean and I met up last night. We weren't having too much fun. We both decided that we were going to dance obnoxiously, so I'm sure we pissed off some people in the process. Then we got bored, and found  a wheelchair. Yes, you read correctly. For a good bit of the night, I wheeled Jean around. We wheelchair danced and drove in circles. People were taking pictures with him the whole night; I didn't realize how popular he was. I was a little disappointed that the DJ didn't play a couple of our suggested songs...until I started to hear Friday I'm in Love by The Cure. It just isn't prom without The Cure. Jean, Claire, Nathan, and I all ran to the dance floor. Luckily for us, the lame student body started clearing as soon as the song started playing. We danced to The Cure and The Smiths. I actually had a good time at Prom. :)
   After Prom, Jean and I went to a Diner for Milkshakes. By coincidence, we ran into one of his acquaintances who invited us to a party. I was a bit weary of going, because I get uncomfortable around large groups of people I don't know. I sucked it up, and we went anyway. It turned out to be a party almost  exclusively for Hipsters. It was certainly an experience. I had an okay time. I talked to some people about literature, so that's something. There were so many mustaches, cut-off shorts, and thick-rimmed glasses for just one place. ;)
     After that, I came home and got ready for bed. I didn't realize it would take almost as much time to take my hair down as it did to put it up. I woke up disappointingly late this morning, and I have a slight headache (no, not a hangover). I guess Prom just isn't good unless it ends in a headache.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Prom Preparations

     Prom is this weekend, and I am entirely unprepared. I'll be wearing my old dress from last year. I don't mind, it's beautiful and really cost efficient.
prom 2011

prom 2011
I graduated early in December, but I'm still allowed to attend prom. I'm going with my friend Eric (Jean) this year. We had something really special planned. He wanted to dress like Carrie with blood spatter included,
and I was going to go as bride of Frankenstein. The administrators put an end to his Carrie idea, and I couldn't find the perfect dress in time for my idea. Instead, I plan on doing makeup inspired by Siouxsie Sioux. I'll re-dye my hair, and I'm planning on getting long black fake nails. It will still be just as great. I think I'll even wear my Demonia Swing 220s. Oh, and I'll make sure to post pictures of our classy asses after this Prom. :)

Monday, March 5, 2012

Sleep Paralysis

The Nightmare by Fuseli
     Chances are, you are reading this because you have had sleep paralysis. Sometimes mistaken for paranormal, sleep paralysis is a fairly common occurrence. To explain simply, it's when you experience frightening hallucinations when you are half asleep (entering or leaving REM sleep). Personally, I find sleep paralysis so fascinating even though it can be shit terrifying while it happens. I've experienced sleep paralysis, so I'll offer some of my experiences and how I deal with them.
     Many cultures have been fascinated by sleep paralysis through the ages. It's been explained as possessions, an attack from incubi or succubi, a visit from a restless spirit, witches, and anything in between. Still today, people associate it with the paranormal, and it is easy to see why. If you haven't experienced this, try to imagine. You're in bed, and you are falling asleep. You hear a buzzing noise that gets unbearably loud, when you start to feel extreme panic. You see a dark figure standing over you, and you can't escape. You can't move, and you can't even talk. You just have to wait until this terror wears off, and you wake up breathless and in a sweat. That's what it's like. 
     I remember the first time I had sleep paralysis. I was falling asleep on a little leather sofa in my boyfriend's basement while he went upstairs to get us some hot tea. I thought I could hear his mother and sister arguing as I nodded off. The 'arguing' got progressively louder until it was hard to handle. What I thought was arguing turned into laughter. It sounded as if hundreds of people were laughing in my ear. I started to panic and open my eyes a little bit. This laughter sounded demented. It scared me so much, that I think I even woke up in tears. The next time it happened was in the same spot. Instead of laughter, I was just opening my eyes. I felt a presence in the room, and I thought I was seeing shadows. It was quite a bit less terrifying. Besides my first experience, there was the most recent one that was by far the most terrifying.
     I fell asleep, and I remember looking at the end of my bed. I was already panicky, because I knew something was coming. Out of the shadows came this tall pitch black male figure (which reminded me of a real-life experience). I remember this feeling of dread. What surprised me most was that this sleep hallucination spoke to me. It asked me to make sacrifices to it, and I said a definite no. It said it would kill me if I refused, but I still said no. I remember feeling this horrible choking sensation after that. I swung my head back and forth, unable to breathe. Finally, I woke up. I know how traumatic it can be, but there are ways of dealing with it. It has been quite a while since I have had a similar experience. I noticed that I only get this sleep paralysis when I sleep on my back. Since that last experience, I have been sleeping on my side, and my sleep has been normal. It really does work. You don't have to bottle up your sleep paralysis experiences. It helps my nerves to vent to someone about it. If you're a creative person, sleep paralysis doesn't have to be such a bad thing. Use your experiences as inspiration for art, poetry, songs, stories, etc.  Here's a link to the Web MD article.
 Above is a music video inspired by sleep paralysis. It's really beautiful in a haunting sort of way. 

Thursday, March 1, 2012

An Interesting Day

     Today was an interesting day to say the least. After finally getting dressed this afternoon, I went over to pick up some job applications at a couple places. As I was walking to the book store, I noticed these two bullies from High School sitting outside. I never really knew them, and we always left each other alone minus a few annoyances on their part.  As I walked toward the entrance, they took off their sunglasses and stared me down with huge surprised faces and eyes rolling. The giggling was pretty obvious too. I wasn't dressed too flamboyantly or anything, and I was minding my own business. I just gave them a big smile and mouthed the words "fuck you." It's so funny how childish and petty people can be. I thought things would be different after graduating High School early, but apparently I was wrong. Maybe they thought I had died or something. I also went to Claire's and picked up two things. I got a pair of poison vile earings and some knee high lime green and black striped socks.
From Claire's online store
 After that whole ordeal, I hung out with Jean and Sadie at The Square (in metro atl). We had a lovely time chatting with Tina at The Corner Shop, visiting Eddie's Trick Shop, and eating at a Latin-Asian fusion restaurant. Tomorrow, I'll be doing an extras casting for a show called Teen Wolf. I've never seen it before, but this will mean I'll be getting a small paycheck. :) I'm also going to prom soon, so I'll do a post on that. If I wasn't typing this, I'd be out of breath talking. What a day! I haven't had a day this eventful in quite a while.