I feel like drowning. Not in the most melancholic and melodramatic sense. I feel like I'm drowning in studies. In a sea of papers and essays and pens. Papers due, essays to write and pens that run out of ink in just a week. I have written so much, I think I developed carpal tunnel.
October was not filled with gore or blood or horror. Unfortunately, October was filled with the worst thing in life. Exams. My insides are curling inward.
So how did that go?
Zombae looking for Zomboy.
Single, sweet and eighteen years undead. Doesn't have a heart but would be happy to eat yours. Likes O Negative cocktails and spleen slushies. Enjoys Romero comedies but hates The Walking Dead. Searching for a fellow zombie to cuddle in blood and watch Warm Bodies with. Must love a girl with brains.
Kind of mandatory when there's not much else.
A symbiotic parasite.
Victims succumb. Latching on to flesh, crimson channels creeping upon your skin. Bacteria controlling you. Absorbing you. Devouring you. Patient and quiet as the disease then the visceral silences. What terror it brings. The infection runs rampant from its corpse.
It leaves Visceral Carnage in its wake.
I made a quick announcement earlier this month. Hidden and quick since it mainly focused on Fright Night. In that post, I said I would further elaborate on it later. To talk about the most taboo topic for bloggers. The dreaded, the terror, the horror. More frightening than all of the SFX looks found on the internet.
Someone's running away with fingers in their ears.
One thematic tie to all the looks. Blood, and lots of it.
Whether you're a beginner or advanced, easy looks like these are always a hoot to do. I did three quick SFX looks this week. Rips, shots, and slashes using gelatine, scar wax and liquid latex each. Three products you'll find in any special effects arsenal. I decided perhaps to show my favourite, all you can do in under an hour.
So here are three fun and almost effortless SFX looks for you to try!
Every boy's dream. To get shot in the face.
This is my brother, Adam. Barely fifteen, barely through puberty with a barely there moustache to prove it. Since my face is still sore from the Trypophobia SFX makeup, he is my model today. I asked what he’d like me to do and he answered ‘Can you turn me into a Kaiju with really, big awesome teeth and huge horns?’
I said no.
Instead, he’s going to help me teach you how to make a basic bullet wound!
On Wednesdays, we wear pink. Or nude-pink. Whatever looks nice.
Alternative Title: If Wednesday Addams was a Plastic.
It won’t ever happen. Perhaps in some alternate dimension I'd like to pretend. But we all know she would still be a homicidal maniac. She’d eat Regina George alive and skin the Plastics. That is a crossover I’d kill see.
Beauty Bloggers are a dime a dozen. I say this as a beauty blogger.
There are so many videos and bloggers to sift through. A million more videos about winging liner and smoking eyes. Thousands of gorgeous gals armed with brushes and lipsticks loaded. Some useful, but many I find tedious. Same wing, same smoke. Same look, different girl.
The exceptions are exceptional though.
You hunt through YouTube to find such underrated makeup ladies, especially SFX ladies! So I decided to combine my two favourites in the world. SFX and women. Since it's October, and all of us wants to look our best (worst?), I've compiled my favourite SFX artists on YouTube!
These five ladies are my personal favourites, and I hope at least one becomes your favourite too. So, let's go!
Do you have Trypophobia?
A fear of holes. Does it paralyze you? When you see a swarm of jutted holes. Each crater, each dent, each void glaring in front of you. Orifices opened out of it. Pores pouring into you. It desecrates you. It defiles you. It disgusts you. The horde clusters for you. Let it infect you.
So let me ask you again. Do you have Trypophobia?
Besides working as a freelance makeup artist, I'm also an SFX artist. With a speciality for horror and gore. Guts, blood, and bruises. What can I say? I like messes and I especially love bloody messes.
Why am I telling you this? It's October! The Nightmare before Christmas soundtrack blasting through, Hocus Pocus ready to play. This is the only month where I get to finally play. Where perhaps a little blood elicits excitement than fear. Where presenting your lover your heart is more disgusting than usual.
So welcome to Fright Night!
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