So, my buddies in gODHEAD asked me to run merch for them. I... have definitely never run merch before. But no mere tshirt will get the better of me!!!
My skeptical look at this evening of merch girlitude.
Yes. It does.
That'd be me.
This was my totally AWESOME view of nothing at all.... that's supposed to be godhead playing.
Yeah, smear of light that I think is the bar...
Me and Brent of the Dreaming.
Aw!!!! Thanks for the modification, Marty.
Merch! Buy a godhead shirt or I will beat you senseless.
Album. Release date. Buy it. Or I will hunt you down and skin you alive.
Yeah, Marty!!!! He's in a little band called 3Faced. They are pretty much the shit and rule at life. They just played with a little band you may have heard of.... called Bon Jovi.
This is JRed being so ninja all I could capture of him was a smear of light as he evaded my camera.
Brent loves that word. Meghan would like is mentioned that she wrote that.
Matt of Glass Pinata and I. This night definitely turned into 'hi, time to see all of my friends in the LA band scene.'
Chris's new ink.
Chris (the Dreaming) cannot be serious. It makes me wonder how he is so fucking emo...
TAM!!!! Who now lives in LA, bitches!
This is truly a headshot..... OH! LAME JOKE QUOTA ON THE WEBSITE! BOO YAH!
Chris's head.
How cute are they, right? And for reals, Chris, good ink!
Brent's all 'wtf, bro?'
Me, Jinxx, and Brent. Where is the rest of the Dreaming, goddamnit????!!!
We're TOTALLY turning into crazy cat ladies....
And I'm going to state it for the record (and thank everyone for continuing to be respectful)... PLEASE DO NOT HOTLINK MY PHOTOS!!!!
Fucking purr city over here...
Kisses for Auntie E
Sucking on her back paw pad. She was taken away from her mom early. Her entire litter was born on the roof of the human society... and when they were newborns, they all FELL OFF THE ROOF. For reals, shouldn't that be the place where cats are safest?
The Omen Kitty. 6 + 6 + 06... her day will come! (The signs are all around you. You have been warned.)
So, we got REALLY fucking bored waiting for Miss Eliza Cuts' plane to land... so we decided to fuck around with makeup to kill time. We ended up looking like total dorks in most shots (straight up, I cannot do makeup if my life depended on it...so not a girl) but fuck if it wasn't fun.
I am obviously a fan of not to technical, sort of smeared on make up. I know dick about make up so I just sort of fall into it and go from there. Miss E = Boy.
Comic.Book.Villan.
My throwing back to my African roots. (And before I see any ignorant ass comments... yes, my father is an African immigrant. Tunisia. Look it up. Carthage OWNS!!!!! Rome? HA! FIE ON ROME!!! Direct descendant of Queen Elissa? You best believe!)
Ahem... now that is out of my system...
Phantom of the Opera?
Makeup City.
This is when you know your eyeliner is good... when you WANT it to smear and look like you've been crying and it won't. We need shittier makeup...
Mardi Gras attacked Meghan.
Man... get off the computer so I can play Warcraft, dude!
Crazy makeup time!
PS. Slytherin Bracelet! Nerd core represent!
I'm running out of clever commentary. It's 4am while I'm coding this, broseph, for reals. Momma needs bedtime.
The wall at Misshapes... really... that is NOT the bathroom, I don't know WHAT you are talking about...
We replaced Alicia with this cute little Asian girl we mail ordered.
This is us trying to figure out if my camera sucks or if I am just a crap photographer. Turns out it is both.
BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA.....wait...okay...okay.....BWA HA HA HA HA HAHA!!!!!
Oh god I wish you knew.
I grew a septum ring.
KITTY!
Alicia says "my kitty!"
Can my camera's flash make up for the sidekick's inability to produce light at all? Yes!
Okay... so Bunny decided she wanted to be a hat.
And then she just stayed there...
Kitty exploration time!
KAPOW!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHA BWA HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA Truth.
MySpace shots. But they came out good so whateve.
Wait. You've learned my terrible secret. I'm really identical twins.
Insert clever commentary here. I'm tired, yo.
Looks like a postcard, bro.
"Wish you were here!"
But not really. The only one who gets that postcard is Miss E Cuts, who has since landed. Werd.
Crazy cat ladies, to the max.