Suicide Girl Party

I've been a member of Suicide Girls for a while now. It's a website dedicated to gorgeous women of the tattooed, pierced and blue-haired variety (not blue as in grandma)and alternative culture in general. It's also an incredible community of like-minded souls of all ages who appreciate these kinds of women and all the culture associated with them: hot rods, body mods, rock n' roll, Betty Page, pin-up girls, burlesque. It's the kind of place I wish I had as a kid. I was never your average babe. I was mainly a freak...and that's one of the nicer words my school peers called me. But now that aesthetic I was a part of is finally celebrated, and even though there are Hot Topics out there, it's still an underground thing in many ways.

SG is a bit like Myspace, only you pay a subscription to have the privelege of putting up a profile complete with a blog and photos. There are also tons of groups you can join and waste precious posting time on, with topics on anything from religion, corsets, painters, philosophy, music. SG also conducts interviews with musicians, journalists, artists, actors, intellectuals, virtually anyone involved in shaping culture. I'm constantly finding new bands, books and people through SG.

Anyway....there are regional groups, and one is based for the state of FL. Most members are in Orlando and are a pretty tight knit group. Folks in south FL, where I am, are way more transient. The Orlando folks have hosted tons of events and parties where everyone gets together and hangs out. Matt and I decided to drive 3 hours this past Sat. to Orlando to check out one of these parties. It was a risk, but hey, you only live once.





We had the best time. What a really cool bunch of people! Most members there were much younger than us, but everyone was very intelligent, friendly and unpretentious. I remember talking to one gal and mentioned to her that Matt and I were usually anti-social types that really had a hard time finding anybody we had anything in common with. She said more or less that everyone else felt the exact same way, but they all had each other. They were a happy bunch of misfits, goths, punks, bohemians, skaters, nerds and geeks. My kind of people.

Yeah, I blurred her boob. You'll live. That's probably how it looked to me anyway with all the beer I had.






We met photographers, producers, models, musicians, travelers and people who we generally felt very comfortable around and could actually have a converstion with. We didn't have to explain ourselves. We were totally in our element, even though we were older. I felt kind of proud honestly that there were so many cool kids out there who are passionate about their lives and are into many of the things that I was into when I was their age.