Tommy’s Showgirl

Well, in every Halloween career there are setbacks.

I love the Who, and I love their rock opera Tommy, and I love the over-the-top 1975 film by Ken Russell, who passed away a year ago in November.  After last year’s somewhat involved costume, I thought, I’ll take a year off and do something simple:  Showgirl in a Gasmask from the opening overture in Tommy. 

The showgirls picking their way through the rubble of the Blitz were based on a memory of Russell’s from his childhood.  Getting a period-appropriate civil issue UK gasmask was easy, and when I found a rhinestone bikini while in San Diego for Comic-Con, that seemed like a “gimme.”  I bought a nude bodysuit to wear underneath and considered myself ready to go. 

I put my gear on and headed to a party on Friday, and didn’t realize until I had left the house that, bodysuit or no bodysuit, I was pretty much naked.  Much more naked than I had thought I would be,  in my mind.   Don’t get me wrong.  Naked at a party is popular.  Everyone wanted a picture with the naked lady in a gasmask.

  Everyone has a different threshhold for public nudity, but I was raised Mormon and I still have some personal boundaries-  So, I went home, took some photos to document, and am retiring this beast. 

DSC_0177

In the end, I had to have a costume for work (and one of my employees dressed as me, which was in turns adorable and insulting), and so I went for Sweet Jayne Mansfield. Her head’s off, so she stuck it back on with medical tape, and she put a necklace on over it so you can’t tell, but people can still kind of tell.

jayne

Gothixxx Portraiture

gothixxx2

Gothixxx’s friend Evan Ballinger shot this candid of Bloodmeadow and Helfire sharing a moment of togetherness.

GOTHIXXX 3!


In which Bloodmeadow and Helfire discuss True Blood, Poseurs, the 2012 Election, and bargain hunting, and are visited by Robert Smith and Siouxsie Sioux!

Michael Clark, Not The Guy From Green Mile

I was extra disconcerted by the tweetplosion on the death of Michael Clarke Duncan because I thought it was Michael Clark, the Scottish modern dancer/choreographer who worked with The Fall, Charles Atlas, Peter Greenaway, Laibach, and Leigh Bowery, and I was not aware that he was that famous. No, it’s the big dude from Green Mile. That makes more sense. This has been a free peek inside my head.

Also, thank God that Michael Clark is still around being weird!

Edit: In later years, I met a British dancer who had an affair with Michael Clark and said he was a real arsehole!

Bloodmeadow The Goth Vs. Comic-Con

And now, a special report from the Lady Bloodmeadow, our Gothixxx correspondent.

 Sunglasses by Ann-Sofie Back

Most demonic greetings.  I recently hit San Diego for the largest Comic-Con nerd-fest that has ever occurred.  I was able to drive because I have finally gotten my License back from the Pigs,  because I Promised that I would not drive with the Dead-Eye in, but I was Lying.

As I traversed through the convention, I could not help but feel that I was being watched, monitored, by a force most Sinister.

Bloodmeadow and the Terminator at Comic-Con

  I had my Photo taken many Times, although I was not dressed up as anything.  Towards the end of the day, it became Clear that Nerds were asking for my photograph so that they could approach Me and not be Hissed at.

   At One Point, I was asked to participate in a Cosplay Shot for Chris Hardwick, although I again explained I Was Not Dressed As Anything. 

Bloodmeadow and Han Solo at Comic-Con
                                                        Twinning!

The Best thing about Comic-Con was that it was held indoors, far from the punishing rays of the Sun.  The worst thing was everything else.   I was subjected to a great deal of Noise and walked through many, many hot nerd Farts.

Everyone complaining that ComicCon is not what it once was: did you know there’s still lots of small sweaty comics-only conventions? This is like complaining that we evolved from an ancestor of monkeys. There’s still monkeys!

Postscript: My last moments at my first Comic-Con were spent at a bar, where I was waiting for the idiot I had been dating at the time to show up to promote a movie he had worked on, and while I was waiting a nerd was chatting up Bloodmeadow and when she denied the opportunity to go have sex with her he BIT her hard on the upper arm, and left a giant bruise. I don’t know why people say nerd culture is toxic to women.

See also SDCC-13- Bloodmeadow Returns!

GOTHIXXX rides again

Photo and Alteration by Lizzy Pilcher

A little dead bird has told me that the second episode of Gothixxx has been recorded and is being processed, so start shining up your pointiest shoes and tightlace your corset, which really doesn’t look as good as you think it does, because it mostly just makes your bottom look even larger than it was before.  Click on the photo to see the full size version, but remember, we’ll eat your soul.

Gothixxx, Episode 1

These two gothgirls explain it all to you.  You can write them with questions, gifts, and marriage proposals at gothixxxvlog@gmail.com!

Update: The third day in, they’ve got 470 views and would love more, in order to build their dark empire!  Please pass this video to anyone you think might enjoy it, or even if they wouldn’t!  And be sure and watch in Highest Quality, so you can really see where their white faces part from their pink necks!