All glammed up for the Michigan Burlesque Festival! So excited!! #mbf14
"When I was a kid, I believed you would become a mermaid when you went in the water to swim".
I really loved the little mermaid as a kid growing up so I had the warped perception you became a mermaid when you entered the water ahaha. This is me learning to swim with my cousin! This piece is for a gallery show at work.
That book warped EVERYONE. I need to reread it.
I really like the first two panels of the last Meaty Yogurt update.
It’s been about six months since the co-op. The whole story has been about a year and a half, I think. I’m kinda keeping the timeline intentionally loose.
No, I just took them down for right now because I’m trying to fill current orders and get them shipped before taking any new ones. I still have some, and I’ll make a big huge announcement when people can buy them!
Remember that you’re doing this to have fun. Focus on that. It’s not scary, it’s thrilling, like a roller coaster. You might feel a bit sick, but you’re not gonna die, and you’ll get to do all kinds of amazing cool things. Don’t compare yourself to people who’ve been doing it for a long time. Be prepared. Plan an act, but be willing to listen to critique for how it could be better. Eat proper meals; you’ll need lots of energy. Don’t be afraid to look foolish. Don’t be afraid to look ugly. But mostly, have fun.
You’re not gonna gain self esteem from doing burlesque. That only comes from within. Burlesque girls aren’t confident because they’re doing burlesque. They’re doing burlesque because they’re confident. Which isn’t to say you have to be fully confident when you start out, but know that this self esteem is gonna be found in those introspective moments by yourself more than onstage.
As far as a name goes, be unique. I’ve met so many Bellas and Kittys and Scarlettes and La Rues and St Cyrs and Aphrodites that I truly cannot keep them all straight. Think of a name that describes YOU, not some vague idea of a 1930’s French woman. Check the Burlesquepedia to see how many people share your taste in names. Google it to see if it’s taken. Check tumblr, even. If you want to go anywhere with this as a longterm thing, fans need to be able to find you and remember you. (And girl, while we’re on the subject, you need a new tumblr name. I always get you confused with Jennie Breeden’s comic.)
So, good luck! May you go as far as your rhinestoned heels can take you! <3
A new storyline begins today for Meaty Yogurt. The lack of classified ads has definitely been a contributing factor in the decline of newspapers, but I think the #1 reasons newspapers are dying is the abysmal state of the comics page. Read this comic from the beginning here. There are 200-some pages.
I’ll be at the Michigan Burlesque Festival in Detroit on both September 19th and 20th, performing different acts each night. Dozens of performers from all over the country coming together for this two night event. I’ve seen a lot of them in action and they’re top notch. There’s classes and workshops, too! Tickets here.
I will also be in SHFB’s ArtPrize the Musical, two shows a night at the Pyramid Scheme in Grand Rapids September 25-27, 8pm and 10pm. The 10pm shows on Friday and Saturday will have a burlesque following the musical, which I will also be in. More details here. Tickets here.
I’m working so hard on all these acts; you’re gonna love them! I’ll also have a brand spankin’ new issue of Comic Stripper at the merch table, in addition to the new mermaid shirts, and a bunch of other stuff.
My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.
whoo boy am I sick of this, yuuuup
I never thought about it like this before, not in conscious terms, but yeah, I’ve noticed this, too. This is really crappy!