I tried to make Sunako Kirishiki's eyes. I have no idea of what anime/manga this character comes from and know nothing about her, I just made it because I wanted to help a cosplayer I know in making her sight look like the strange and absent one this character has (you can see the pictures on her profile by clicking here, I think she's a good cosplayer). Well actually she didn't ask anything, lol, I've just been keeping in my list to do a manga eyes make up for a long time and today I had some spare time, so here it is, eventhought they are not the classic manga eyes I had in mind. I'll try to make some better ones in the future.
Yesterday night I went to Pride Village again with my friend Viola and other people; I dressed in a very comfortable and so quite boring style because I wanted to get drunk and dance for hours, that is what I actually did. I had lots of fun even if when I came back home I had a very sad moment. I fell asleep with my make up on and despite of rolling between sheets and pillows for 6 hours, plus sweat and tears from the night before, when I woke up and walked toward the mirror to meet a panda I discovered my make up was still PERFECT. I don't get how this was scientifically possible.
I took inspiration from various pictures of Amanda Palmer's eyebrows, but I wated to do something personal, I don't like to copy too much. It was the first attempt so give me time to improve my skills. :)
Woah the last post was a lot of blah blah blahs! This is gonna be a lot more serious. When I woke up this morning and read emails I ran into a response to a comment I submitted on a youtube video some days ago . The video was the famous sketch from Family Guy where Peter goes to an italian butcher's shop wearing a mustache and he tries to speak Italian ("Scusi...Badababoopi?").
One of the comments said: "ITALIAN(s) ARE NOT WHITE". I responded to that in a very pacific way and my purpose was to be hilarious: "You watched Jersey Shore too much, lol. You should visit Italy when it's not summer holiday time and everybody get tanned..." assuming actors from that tv show represent the idea that foreign people have about Italians. This was the comment he posted on my youtube channel today: "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN I WATCH AMERICAN SHOWS ? IAM NOT AMERICAN YOU FUCKING GREASY BLACK ITALIAN, FUCK OFF BACK TO AFRIKA YOU MOOR" O.O I actually didn't take any offence but I was very shocked about it. I visited this person's channel and what I found was a long list of favourite videos offending people from most of the countries, especially the ones whose citizens, in his opinion, declare to be "white" while, always in his opinions, they are black (not to mention the n word he uses continuously). I also read he's from Spain and he hate spanish people because they are black, the only reason I can think for he still doesn't move to North Pole (I heard 100% of the population over there is pure white... But they are not very kind... You know, polar bears don't like humans so much if they are alive and out of their stomach) is because he's a troll or he's just a 12-year-old bully. One of those videos' title was "Italians are not white", and who made it basically declared that real white people only have blonde hair and blue eyes because they descend from albinos (?!) and showed many pictures of famous actors with italian origins and black hair like Al Pacino.
This was our conversation:
Me:"So tell me... What's the exact point of this video? Because I don't get what's wrong with not being blonde (the blonde girls in the first picture are actually very tanned while I have to protect my skin with 50+ sun protection everyday even if I have brown hair and eyes, but it's just to say). And someone should inform you that albinos have a genetic disorder that can occur even among black people..."(Assuming it is true, is it a positive thing for him to descend from people who have serious skin and sight problems?)
Him:"to reveal the truth, and expose white lies"
Me:"I can't see nor truth or lies, I just see hate and ignorance. Pure races don't exists, we all are melting pots of genetic traits gained through centuries and generations, and no one of this combination is better than the other." I am really negatively surprised everytime I discover that people still can believe these things and want to spread these crazy thoughts with the world. I don't believe in races, and don't judge people about the colour of their skin, I judge them about their culture, and these guys' culture is really sick.
Goth bless air coditioning! I left home one hour ago and 95% of the time I was in places with air-coditioning. But those few seconds under the sun from my door to the car and from the car to the office was enough to make me feel really sick. I felt my skin burning, my heart beating in a strange way and I almost fainted at the post office. I have to admit, I haven't sleep in the last 24 hours but these are the hottest and worst days of the year here in Italy. It's truly impossible to stand for more than 10 seconds outdoor until the sun goes down. To face the infernal heat I chose a very minimal look for today: a very sober make up and my hair disguised in a masculine short style.
But now I want to show you what I recently bought! On sunday I felt really really bad, I cryed all night long and then I slept until the afternoon, when my parents decided to go out for a little trip to try to cheer me up. After we arrived in the town we wanted to visit (the one where was the goth party last week) we entered one of those little shops that sells frippery for very low prices and my eye was captured by a bunch of adorable tiny wooden chests, I would have bought them all but in the end I went for this one:
It's very tiny (the longest side is 8 cm) and now is filled with some rings and earrings. It costed me only 1€. So cute.
I discovered myself to be into steampunk-like objects at the moment, and I want to show the magnificent necklace I bought just a bunch of minutes ago from Pinkabsinthe Etsy shop:
*ç* Isn't it gorgeous? I can't wait to wear it! I ran into this shop some weeks ago and I wanted to buy everything! Then yesterday I fell in love with this piece and finally decided to buy it. I think this is perfect for me in the colours and shapes. I'm starting to think shopping is for real very therapeutic.
Nothing really special: I wore the dress I used for the shooting with my band 2 months ago plus plain black leggings and 2 identical faux leather wristbands with star shaped studs (I was in a hurry so I didn't dedicate too much time to the accessories). What I like the most about the dress are the corset lacing ups (2 on the front plus 2 on the back) on the 3 layered skirt and the middle layer made of lace with spiderwebs pattern. I really love this dress and it has a long story behind: I ordered it from an asian online shop as a christmas present from my mum last year. When I did it my weight was more or less 15 kg more than now. The purpose was to use it for a concert Lachaise would have performed on a tv show the last day of January, so I bought it 40 days before to be sure it would have been here in time. But in the end the dress was delivered two days after the concert and I had to wore a boring plain black dress with just a little lacing up on the breast my mum persuaded me to buy two days before the show. It made me look even fatter on tv screen. :/ Furthermore, when it arrived I had already lost about 3 or 4 kg so it was a bit loose from the beginning. Now I have to thighten it with safety pins on the inside back every time I want to put it on. I'll wait before having it thightened permanently because I want to lose at least 10 more kg. By the way I'm glad my boobs are still big even if I lost weight. They look enormous in this picture, lol.
Ps: my hair is turning into orange again! ç_ç My beloved red lasted perfectly only 3 shampooings... I hope it will get better in time with repigmentations.
Then yesterday (sunday) we woke up at lunch time and in the afternoon me and my parents brought Rose at her home (which is in the town where I have reharsals with Lachaise). The plan was that after bringing her home we should have continue in that direction to reach the town where I was born, and where we lived for some years, to join the annual medieval festival. But while I was getting ready my father said he didn't feel like driving that much again after the previous trip to the party. I already had a nice make up on but then I just put on the same clothes I had the day before the goth party sure that I wouldn't even get off the car for more than 2 minutes to greet Rose. But after we left her he said that we could go there anyway. I would have preferred to wear some appropriate costume since I've always visited the festival with medieval clothes that some organizations lend to the citizens, but it was ok.
We arrived at my uncles' house and I sadly discovered no one of my two cousins of about my age (with whom I spent all the holidays when we were children) were there (ironically one of them was at another goth festival! She should have told me!). So I had to stand my parents' boring chats and embrassing argues for all the night. The festival was pretty much the same as always but, althought some years ago they have to shorten it to just three days and cancelled many things like the fireworks show for a lack of money, that night it was full of tourists and I read it would have last for several days and maybe there will even be the fireworks at the end of it. We visited all the artisans' stands all along the main street of the historical area and my lovely aunt bought me a beautiful handmade diadem I fell in love with as a birthday present even if it was 2 months ago. <3
Then we dine among armours and tents and watched some shows I found a bit boring because I saw them thousands of times. I saw many people I met the year when I joined the jugglers and actors company for a few days but they didn't recognize me of course, and we wouldn't have much to say because we don't know each other so well, so it was ok, even if it was sad to see they don't perform their funny shows on the streets anymore, I had a great time with them...
So the second day (saturday) was all dedicated to the main reason for I invited Rose to my place: I live closer (and still 40-50 km) to the club where la Notte delle Candele VII would have been. It was the 7th edition of probably one of the most important goth events we have in Italy. I used to hang out at goth clubs about 2-3 years ago because of a friend of mine but my look and mind was not goth at all at that time and I was very shy and strange because I was still trying to come out from my period of depression which lasts from 2006/2007 (you can't say the exact days when you started and stopped to be depressed) till 2009, so except for a few people, other goths didn't like me or find me interesting that much (but every other kind of people didn't then). That's the reason why I haven't gone to goth nights for all this time, and now that I'm developing a new look and a new mindset I wanted so much to go there. Me and Rose wake up late and calmly get ready during all the afternoon: we wanted to have gorgeous face and bodypaints and I wore contact lenses for the very first time.
I bought daily violet lenses with no gradation for 3,99€ at the supermarket, I was a bit sceptical because I thought cheap lenses from supermarket couldn't be good enough and too light to be noticed on brown eyes so I was very glad when I saw they were comfortable and look amazing. They are sold in just 4 or 5 colors but I'll for sure try pearl grey, green and of course I want to stock up on violet ones. Rose didn't really feel like going because she still was a bit hung over but she did it anyway for me. (<3) The club was a bit far and my parents kindly drove us there so that we could drink and stay 'till late. I had lots of fun and didn't even have time to dance because I always had someone to talk with (that's better because sweat would have ruined my bodypaint).
The place was big and full of beautiful people, there were a goth clothing stand from a shop I discovered to be only 20 minutes from my city (the only one I knew here closed some years ago) which sells main brands like Hell Bunny and many more at very good prices. Yay! That means no more online shopping and try on clothes before buying! I'm definitely going there asap. I even had a free drink offered by some old ugly men who had nothing in common with goth and wanted to flirt with me, then when my drink arrived I left them saying my girlfriend was waiting for me. Hahaha. I saw many people I used to meet in goth clubs in the old days and many of them didn't recognize me at first and were so positively surprised. It felt so good to me, like a little revenge.
Me and Maria, a supercute german girl I talk with for a while. (click here to see all the official pictures from the event)
