by Nicole Powers
“It’s like a really bad trip.”
– Camille Rose Garcia
Growing up in the shadow of Disneyland, artist and illustrator Camille Rose Garcia spent a lot of time contemplating the reality of fantasy and the fantasies that make reality palatable.
Just as the white paint flaked and the wood decayed in the once-perfect picket-fenced suburbs that surround Disney’s Orange County Fantasyland, on canvas and in print, Garcia’s brightly colored fairytale tableaus are juxtaposed with darker elements, as real world forces impinge on her perfect dream worlds.
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King Suicide in Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset
- INTO: Titties, kittens, sewing, cooking for friends, cuddles, true buds, dirty girls, bruises, Tumblr.
- NOT INTO: Personal drama of others.
- MAKES ME HAPPY: Cuddles & giggles, purrrrrrring, a new pair of shoes, tits rubbed in latex, holding hands.
- MAKES ME SAD: Sad things.
- HOBBIES: Making plushies and pasties and little delights.
- 5 THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: IPhone, white wine, heels, kitty cats, eyeliner.
- VICES: Oh so many.
- I SPEND MOST OF MY FREE TIME: Being introverted.
Get to know King better over at SuicideGirls.com!
by Brett Warner
The Girl Who Played With Fire – the second film in the series based on Stieg Larsson’s best-selling “Milennium” Trilogy – arrived in stores on DVD and Blu-Ray this week. The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest will be in select theaters this Friday, though you’re unlikely to hear much about it because the name on everybody’s lips is not Swedish director Daniel Alfredson, or even the late Mr. Larsson himself – it’s David Fincher. The Fight Club and Seven auteur is currently filming a big-budget, Hollywood remake of The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo with young actor Rooney Mara (aka Mark Zuckerberg’s fabricated girlfriend in The Social Network) replacing Swedish actress Noomi Rapace in the role of Lisbeth Salander, valued Hot Topic customer and computer hacker extraordinaire. With the films finally seeing a stateside release and the books available at every book store, grocery store, and drug store in the country, it begs the question: Why do we need this? Along with this year’s Let Me In, why does the world need an American remake based on a fantastic film based on a very readable book? Does the same imperialist, We’re Number One mentality that informs our country’s foreign policy also dictate the movies we produce, or are we simply just as dumb as the big studio producers seem to think we are?
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by Tara Diane
So I really like to have personalized, silly drinking memorabilia. In honor of that, I dressed up in my Halloween costume and put together this tutorial on how to make custom flask covers! They are super easy to make and make great gifts for friends who you want to cheap out on while still giving them something neat. Or twenty-first birthday binge night drinking gifts, bachelor/ette parties, you get the idea ;]
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by Fred Topel
“I hope one day Poison will make another record.”
– Bret Michaels
Reality TV rarely represents anything viewers would recognize as actual reality. The Bachelor uses real people but puts them in a dating pageant that never seems to result in any actual marriages. Survivor drops them on an island where no one’s life is actually at risk, and it’s just a popularity contest in the end.
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Milloux Suicide in H2O
- INTO: Murder By Death, forensics, film editing, sleeping, Siouxsie, the art of soap operas, country music, Cute Cannibals, claymation, reading upside-down, crying babies, painting, track bikes/cruisers, real emo, playing shows, Steampunk, and Satan.
- HOBBIES: Making movies, making music, making faces, making pictures, making cakes, making sex, Merc, buying mice, buying fish, buying Chapstick, riding bikes, riding my bike again, riding dudes, working on bikes, [not] working out, working my hips?
- 5 THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: My dog [Siouxsie], water, computer, avocados, dental floss.
- VICES: I have none.
- I SPEND MOST OF MY FREE TIME: Sleeping and/or on my bike.
Get to know Milloux better over at SuicideGirls.com!
by Brandon Perkins
It probably wasn’t the smartest move to get in the ice cream truck and go — especially with the needle nearing “E”— sometimes though waiting just don’t cut it. We may have been safe inside that garage, but that safety only felt temporary: the zombie clowns kept gathering and it was only a matter of time before they found a way in. Once we broke through the garage door, it took approximately 2.5 seconds for us to run over the first of those smiling undead, red-nosed motherfuckers. This one’s hair had sprouted into an orange frizz that splattered on the ice cream truck’s windshield and his stretched-long floppy foot snapped off at the ankle under our back right wheel, steaming a fuscia-colored mist in the rear view mirror. My day had already gotten better.
“They’re everywhere!” my girlfriend screamed. “Do we have enough gas to outrun them? What if we get a flat tire? Can they get in here? Do these doors lock? What happens if they get in here?”
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