The Atypical Girl's Journal
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Date:2008-08-18 18:14
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Journal won't go bye. Just no more updates. Evers.





Date:2008-08-08 08:12
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8:12am
After yesterday, I almost want to get tattooed like this. Or find a 3/4 bodysuit like this. Anyways, this was Sara G's final project - a tattooed 1930s woman. (This image was PSed by me last night - I want Stephen to go nuts with these).



The original model was my CATS model but she cancelled last min and poor Sara had to rush around and find a new model (aka me). All of the tats are Sailor Jerry from Sailor Jerry 1 and 2, hand drawn on paper, scanned into the computer, colored and adjusted on PS, printed on Tattoo Johnny paper and stuck on me. I'm wearing Sara's black swimsuit with her corset over it (I wanted to buy a corset like this in town but now lack the $300 since the muggery) and petals covered by even more tats. It was the hottest and stickiest thing ever. But totally worth it. I'd do it again - it just sucked pulling it all off since they were covered in prosaide and baby oil wouldn't take it off.





Date:2008-08-01 12:31
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12:30pm
I had 2 bad dreams today. I dreamt I got a bad grade for something in makeup and Sarah got the highest. The 2nd one I'm still wondering when I'll wake up from.





Date:2008-07-26 17:43
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I now have a key to the house.





Date:2008-07-26 09:40
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Good morning. My voice is still hoarse, my feet still hurt, and my body is killing me. I have no eloquent way of saything this but last night I was mugged/robbed. I was not hurt or beaten in any way - so it's more of a robbery that happen a 3 ft away from me. Not to mention my set bag containing everything of importance is an extension of myself.

If you truly care about the details:
After finishing that day at WCT I walked back up Clark to school, entered through the front. Picked up my lion mask and hair clippers as I was heading downtown to cut Kyle's hair and enjoy a night of cereal and Futurama. Walked out the back and back to the bus stop in front of Axum. It's 7:30 at this point and still light out. Man on a bike rides by and inspects my bag in front of me. I'm tired and the bag's plastic piece is broken - it can really dig into your shoulder. So I set it in front of the stop and I sit down. Less than 5 minutes go by and he rides by at full speed and grabs my bag. I run after him kicking off my shoes in the process so I can run faster. I lose my ipod. I scream at him, begging him, he just keeps going faster and turning corners, I can't keep up. I do what I can only do: scream and beg people in cars for help. Lucky for me 3 people search the area. I only make it to McClean and Powell before I'm out of steam but feel tingly from the adrenaline (this doesn't go away for a couple of hours). I'm scared shitless. My lion mask I had been working so hard on (but now luckily have the negative) was gone. My personal makeup. My hair trimmer. My wallet. My keys. How am I supposed to get home now? I'm shoeless, bus passless, in hysterics. How am I going to do makeup? The brush my auntie gave me and helped me get into this business is gone forever. Everything gone. Driver's license, school ids, military id, discount cards, bank cards, $120 cash, and a $200 check. The police show up. I give them a description and they sweep the area after 1 of the women in the cars swear he and 5 others are searching through it underneath the port overpass. No luck. However I see in the road a red object that looks familiar. My cell phone! They almost go over it but miss it. Thankyou Stephen for the case covering. I immediately text Kyle I'm not coming and why. I call mom and she cancels my cards. My dad calls. I talk to the police. We sweep the roads again. I get my shoes. Everything's long gone. After all they showed up a little less than 5 minutes after it happened. What else could they do really except take a description than take action? This is typical. This is frustration. Welcome to Canada.

They give me a ride home even though I have no keys and really nowhere close by to stay at. Darryl next door is home and he climbs the roof and breaks into Jodi's room. I need to replace her screen window. I thank the officers, get the case number, go inside, quickly feed the cats, and then talk to Mom on the landline. And cry and sob. Constant reassurance that I'm alive and safe and that all those things are replacable. I'm allowed to buy whatever I need immediately (which I am pricing this morning). I call the bank and confirm cancellations. I still have my passport and checkbook. I talk to Stephen. I talk to Dad. I take a bath and wash my feet. My body feels like it ran 10k but my mind can't keep repeating those first initial seconds and then a pang of guilt, sadness, and hopelessness takes over me. I'm trying to forget this but I never will. I talk to Kyle who tries to take my mind off of that evening. I tell him I wish he or a couple of the other gamers could stay the night b/c I keep hearing noises and keep thinking it's the front door alarm. I turn on all the lights in the house. I talk to Stephen and Kyle some more. We joke around. I ask Kyle to go get me the 1 item I had been planning to buy today - a pair of Spanx - to wear to my dress fitting tomorrow (which I wanted the mask for). I open a pomtini, barely drink any and I'm asleep.

I woke up at 8:30 and then Sara calls me. She doesn't know what happened but she knows something did since I asked her for Stan's number (I was able to get through to him last night). She's shocked and angry to the point she wants to hunt this guy down. She's wonderful. I thank her. She asks if I need anything, I tell her no. I don't want to borrow money from her as I know she's had difficulties lately. My new credit card will be here Tuesday. I'm really going to have to pull my workload at WCT to make up for 2 days of lost time. I've called them. I'm now waiting and pricing.

WCT:Understands and will cast my lion mask for free to replace it.
Easleys:Sending care package free of charge.





Date:2008-06-25 10:11
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This was typed on the plane ride home Sunday.




Top row from left to right:
5 blocks of Chavant (free), 2 Fuse FX colors (free), Prosaide containers (free), ICU Bloods (1 bottle free), Puffs, (free) Rell FX wheel, RCMA Palette, MUFE Flash Palette, Brushes, MUFE Brush holder (free), 18" of human hair, MAC pigment samples (free), Pore Texture tool, Reel FX tops, MAC eyeshadow.


IMATS. International Makeup Artists Tradeshow. It's a big deal. If you're a makeup artist or common layman and have never been to it, it's worth seeing. It was better and not as good as last year's, but still overall I was happy.

Stephen drove my car and his brothers to LA Friday morning to pick me up and spend our day doing whatever we wanted. Drama aside, we got to all go to the beach at night and tempted the ocean to suck us into its onshore under currents. Saturday we headed over to Pasadena where the show's held. Went to Guy Louis 16's Fuse FX demonstration and to Stein's "How to put lace pieces on for HD". There were many other classes I'd've like to sit in on and people to meet but there was no time. We went into Stan Winston's gallery/tribute room which Stephen and I went googly-eyed over along to the other side of the museum which had TONS of silicone bodies used in medical shows, films, and for CGI. Even got to see old ventilated mustaches (which were done on chamois cloth- who knew?) and loads of Planet of the Apes pieces (specifically Beneath). Afterwards we watched who won the Fantasy competition - none of which I really cared for but my favorite won 2nd. Finally at 3 we made it over to the tent and its wonderful AC. Met Guy, the men from Smooth-On, David, and Chavant. 4 booths later ONLY and it was already 5! However they all went crazy over my Creature mask - how good it looked for my 1st one mostly. They also convinced me to resculpt it (using Chavant - I was given 5 free blocks), making a mold, and casting a platinum silicone mask. Stephen really wants me to do it too based on how realistic it looks and how long it lasts if platinum.

That night we went to Cantalini's Salerno Beach Italian Restaurant. It's one of our favorites mainly b/c of the spumoni. OMG no one else makes it as good - it's a treat we're beginning to look forward to now whenever we're in LA.

Sunday we went to breakfast with Marie, Jordan, and Adam where we were comped for our meal (the owner knows Marie) and then made various buying stops along the way to Pasadena (got hair dye!). At 1 we began (I paid, Stephen followed) the shopping spree. But we also stopped to watch the FX competition - I told Stephen the werewolf that looked like Daichi just b/c it looked so cool costume wise. Crissy won 2nd. It was cool. Stan ordered her a flocking gun (rental from Naimie's for $100 - they sell for 1.3K). I find it a bit odd that 4 Japanese students from who-knows-what-school-as-they-didn't-mention-it were in the FX portion and all whiteys were in the Fashion. Hrm.

Anyways, bought brushes, got more free Chavant, free prosaide, Reel FX colors (cheaper than Illustrator), Illustrators for Sarah, pore texture tools, an RCMA palette, free Alcone puffs, MUFE Flash palette, OIC blood (free bottle), and free Fuse FX silicone colors from Guy (who I'm striking a deal with in the future). Probably spent 600. I guesstimate - I'll look at my receipts when I open my suitcase and hope I don't find blood and prosaide everywhere... In the end, I'm very happy to have met so many people I didn't originally plan to meet and possibly find my own little niche in my future lab/garage that Stephen has promised me. Also - now that I have so many cool things, I'm ready to get rid of a lot of my kit (Flash and RCMA palettes really make no need for anything else) - so look out for MKDOSwap!

As for Stephen, I'm missing him terribly. I told him to kidnap me back to AZ. The light's at the end of the tunnel for school thankfully - we're looking forward to moving forward together. I wouldn't be where I am I think without his and my parents encouragement and love. It was chate! I can't wait for the future!





Date:2008-05-25 21:40
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9:18pm
Holy crap do I have a lot to say. Maybe it'd be faster and easier to read in bullet pointish formish.

My Creature mask looks awesome. As far as I know, I have a 99 thus far on it - the 1/3 portion left to grade was done by Stan and I have no idea what he chose to grade me at. Either way, I've been asked and it's been suggested that I make a couple to sell to Charlie and Charles. If I do, I think it'll be at $150/mask.

Our graduation has a theme now. It's going to be a masquerade. I've decided I'm going to make myself a mask ala Lion King with my hair all wild. Mom's bringing a black dress of mine from home which I hope is still in style. Speaking of dresses, the Sara/hs and I went dress shopping. We found a dress for Sarah - so mission kinda complete. We found out also anything I tried on looked good on me. Except white. B/c my skin is so yellow I cannot pull off any variation of it which only further proves to me that whenever I get married I get to wear a color! Also, fishtails take all the fat from my hips and puts it in my ass. And ya'll wonder how Beyonce and JLo have such nice asses - the dress is doing it I SWEAR!

Dude - it looked good.

Mom and Dad are on their way slowly up to visit. I feel bad for guilt tripping mom into doing it, but I'm happy they're coming and I can tell she's happy to visit and see me again. I miss being close to home and doing things with her and dad. Which reminds me, I want to see Indiana Jones when they're up here b/c they (mainly dad) introduced me to Indy. I've got like a list of things to do before they get here and a list of places to take them or for them to go do. I'm sure they'll be bored hanging at school.

What else what else what else. Feel like nothing else to report. I'm reading Harry Potter and Goblet of Fire - almost done. Promised to read the whole series and this book's been pretty good thus far.




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