Missy Suicide gets it
June 10th, 2009If you don’t know who Missy Suicide is, she’s the one who pioneered Suicide Girls, which is a website that has the classical pin-ups, except with a twist - these girls are very punk, goth, or indie.
I bought her first book yesterday, simply called Suicide Girls, and am reading it now.
“I had long thought of the Pin-Up era as something of the past, but that summer in Portland I decided I wanted to be a Pin-Up photographer anyway. Surely, with the proliferation of hardcore pornography and graphic sex all over the internet and cable, there wouldn’t be the same sort of widespread appeal for the understated beauty of the demure there once was, but so what?”
Exactly. So what? Create your own niche market and expand on that. So, a lot of folks are into hardcore porn. Let them enjoy their hardcore porn and do your own thing, something that you find enjoyable.
I’ve been burned out on hardcore porn for years now. I no longer own a single magazine and have a whopping zero hardcore porn files on my computer. Not that I’m against hardcore porn, I’m just sick of it. It does nothing for me. The actors look like they’re going through the motions and it’s not at all exciting. It looks so, well, fake.
“I had done jobs to make money and they hadn’t made me happy; this time I would start with a job that would fulfill me artistically and I’d worry about the making a living part later.”
Bingo. No matter what religion (including Atheist) you are, you get one and only one shot of being you. If you believe in reincarnation, you’re no longer you. You’re someone else. So in this life, you’re you, and this is you’re only shot at it.
I strongly believe that doing what you like doing is more important than money. Funny hearing that from a rabid Right-winger, but I strongly believe that.
Money will come. I make money at jobs and investments and I learned to make it work. But if you’re not doing what you love doing at least part time, you will have a sick, empty feeling and your life will not be complete.
Trust me on this one. Don’t get into something you hate because your parents want you to do it, or society expects you to do it. Do it out of love, or at least do that job you hate, leave it at work, and do what you really love part time until you make enough money doing what you love that you can tell them where they can stick that job you hate.
“If I was going to present images of female beauty, it would be my personal vision of femininity.”
Awesome and thank you. I get sick of Playboy with their fake blonde hair, their fake big boobs, and the heavy airbrushing. It doesn’t do it for me. For the record, if I were single, I couldn’t fuck a fake blonde with fake boobs and a fake tan and a 90 IQ. I couldn’t do it.
There is something intriguing about the Suicide Girls. When I was in high school, I had a thing for the nerdy girl two seats behind me in my English class. She had an IQ within 20 points of mine (which means she was pretty fucking smart), but she wore glasses and she wasn’t exactly popular. So because I was being a dumbass, I never asked her out.
She wrote her own poetry and listened to Post-Punk music. Not my thing, but I’ve always preferred anything out of the ordinary to the mindless corporate crap that they shove down our throats on the top 40 stations across the country.
That’s the type of girl who would have ended up in a Suicide Girls calendar. Dang it. I’d like to go back in time and slap that 16-year-old Zombieslayer across his head. Screw popularity ratings. This girl had it.
As do a lot of the Suicide Girls.
Missy, I’ll be buying the rest of your books shortly. Still got to finish reading this one.






