Make up!!!!!
Who said looking like a drag queen for stage was a bad idea? Cause if they did they were dead wrong. Drag make up is amazing. This is the whole reason why I need an actual drag queen as a friend so they can give me all the greatest tips and tricks for make up....well that and they are freaking fabulous.
I was saved during class from having to stand in front of everyone with my song playing last week, but it doesn't save me this week. Last week was all about make up and it's application for the stage. Cha Cha has this shit down!!! She showed us different ways to apply it and how to add glitter in a way that won't fall off while performing too. we also talked about where to get crazy colors from to use and cheap eye lashes.
Eye lashes are not my friend. She gave everyone a lash kit to practice putting them on and I sucked at it big time. I had one of the girls, Deviant Dahlia, helping me and I still sucked at it. This just means I get to practice, practice, practice. I also really need to start practicing putting on all this make up. But first I need to gather it all and build my arsenal of drag colors and layers.
I started the gathering on Friday with five other girls from class. I took both my sons on this adventure. My youngest has no issue throw some popcorn his way and he is good. As for the 14 yr old step son I wasn't sure how much fun he would have, but surround a young guy with a ton of pretty girls and you are all good. He kept telling his cousin how he got to spend the day with hot burlesque dancers....let's just say my nephew wasn't happy he missed out. Anyway, we spent the time we were all together at the indoor swap meet here in Vegas wondering around and a good portion of it at a place called Dubery's filling our baskets with cheap ass make up that came in bright colors. We were like a bunch of kids in a candy store picking all the colors we could. Over all I had a freaking blast hanging with the girls. I have to say it's a little weird hanging with girls cause I'm not used to it, but I am loving every minute of it.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
The art of writing...I know I kinda suck at it right now.
Dear Readers and Followers,
I just want to say I am so sorry for all of my missed capitalization's and punctuation and the few misspelt words. I am sure for all of you who have an editor's mind for writing are cursing me every time you read my blog right now.
I started out on a mobile device that did most of the work for me and switched to using my actual PC. So now that I have seen the hundreds of mistakes I have made since starting this blog I will from now on start re-reading every post numerous times before posting it to make sure that I am not a complete idiot with my writing. Doesn't mean that the occasional mistake won't make it through.
Again sorry for all of the mistakes I'm a noob and trying hard to get better. Yes I just used noob, it's a nerd thing promise.
Glittery Kisses,
Chastity Badcock
I just want to say I am so sorry for all of my missed capitalization's and punctuation and the few misspelt words. I am sure for all of you who have an editor's mind for writing are cursing me every time you read my blog right now.
I started out on a mobile device that did most of the work for me and switched to using my actual PC. So now that I have seen the hundreds of mistakes I have made since starting this blog I will from now on start re-reading every post numerous times before posting it to make sure that I am not a complete idiot with my writing. Doesn't mean that the occasional mistake won't make it through.
Again sorry for all of the mistakes I'm a noob and trying hard to get better. Yes I just used noob, it's a nerd thing promise.
Glittery Kisses,
Chastity Badcock
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Oh Holy Shit!!!!
Can I just spend a minute telling everyone that shit is getting real. Everyone who knows we have to start playing our music weekly and standing in front of the whole class is starting to freak out a bit. Most of us started this venture trying to get over our personal body issues, anxieties, all that self hate shit that goes on in our heads. It is time to start facing those fears and it sucks!!!
The cheerleader that I am keeps telling everyone that they will be great and we will get through this together. And I'm not lying about it either. The thing is I am scared out of my wits about getting up in front of everyone this Wednesday. My personal reasoning is the critical eyes that will be one me while I do my thing. Some of the girls have these professional backgrounds in performance. And of course I don't want to let down the one who is making all this possible for us, our own teacher. She kind of scares me the most. It's like being a puppy seeking approval from your human. I want to learn all the commands and do things well so she smiles with true approval and not just trying to be nice. AHHHHHH!!!! This shit is hard ladies and gents.
Luckily I am not the only one freaking out about all this right now. I just need to start telling myself it's gonna be okay. Right now it doesn't feel okay at all. I just think my whole choreography is gonna suck and everyone is going to tell me that I need to change most of it. I like my song and I feel for my first dance and not being in dance for years that I am not too shabby, but when there is another dancer in the room who is probably twenty times better then you ever were kills me every time I think about it. When dancing as a teenager I hated doing solos just because I felt like everyone seeing me dance thought I sucked due to me thinking they were all better then me.
How to get over the little voices in my head is fucking hard.
On another note that is good. I broke my new shoes in last night in class and I am so happy with them.
Wish me luck people cause I face the fire starting this Wednesday.
The cheerleader that I am keeps telling everyone that they will be great and we will get through this together. And I'm not lying about it either. The thing is I am scared out of my wits about getting up in front of everyone this Wednesday. My personal reasoning is the critical eyes that will be one me while I do my thing. Some of the girls have these professional backgrounds in performance. And of course I don't want to let down the one who is making all this possible for us, our own teacher. She kind of scares me the most. It's like being a puppy seeking approval from your human. I want to learn all the commands and do things well so she smiles with true approval and not just trying to be nice. AHHHHHH!!!! This shit is hard ladies and gents.
Luckily I am not the only one freaking out about all this right now. I just need to start telling myself it's gonna be okay. Right now it doesn't feel okay at all. I just think my whole choreography is gonna suck and everyone is going to tell me that I need to change most of it. I like my song and I feel for my first dance and not being in dance for years that I am not too shabby, but when there is another dancer in the room who is probably twenty times better then you ever were kills me every time I think about it. When dancing as a teenager I hated doing solos just because I felt like everyone seeing me dance thought I sucked due to me thinking they were all better then me.
How to get over the little voices in my head is fucking hard.
On another note that is good. I broke my new shoes in last night in class and I am so happy with them.
Wish me luck people cause I face the fire starting this Wednesday.
Monday, June 3, 2013
The Course
I keep forgetting to write about the course. So we have had five classes so far out of the total 12 that we have. Seriously we only have twelve classes???? Why has this not sunk in till now. Shit!!!! I have so much to do still damn it. Thank goodness I am shopping this weekend for my costume. Choreography is almost done, but I have done nothing for my outfit yet accept talk about the damn thing.
To talk about the awesome that is my class for now. So the last five weeks have been an overload of information and homework. We even got one night with Miss Karla Joy teaching us a shit ton of movement. Cha Cha has it where we all have weekly homework and the only thing I am not up to par on is going to the museum. I will get to that before class is over though. Any hooser, We have talked a lot about concepts and following through with what we want to do and not doing things half ass. We have gone over costume basics, music, and a shit ton of other things as well. I love listening to the girls talk and seeing how comfortable we are all getting with each other.
The personalities of the group are so much fun. I have seen several of the girls at different shows over the last month and it has been so much fun. I'm starting to form personal relationships with these girls now...well several of the lovely ladies. We are helping each other in ways most of us need right now.
The one big thing that scares me though is starting next week we need to start doing this coming Wednesday is playing our music all the way through while either moving through it, standing, or dancing to it while the rest of the girls watch. SHIT!!!!! Really I have to start putting myself on display??? This scares the shit out of me cause people are judgmental and there are a few girls there that make me feel like the fat kid in dance. I have to remember though I have girls there that support me 100% melons and Lottie I know will help cheer me on just like I will them....and I think now Kiki and Chantana too. I'm not gonna lie that shit scares the crap out of me big time. I know I'll get used to it but for this second I might crap my pants.
To talk about the awesome that is my class for now. So the last five weeks have been an overload of information and homework. We even got one night with Miss Karla Joy teaching us a shit ton of movement. Cha Cha has it where we all have weekly homework and the only thing I am not up to par on is going to the museum. I will get to that before class is over though. Any hooser, We have talked a lot about concepts and following through with what we want to do and not doing things half ass. We have gone over costume basics, music, and a shit ton of other things as well. I love listening to the girls talk and seeing how comfortable we are all getting with each other.
The personalities of the group are so much fun. I have seen several of the girls at different shows over the last month and it has been so much fun. I'm starting to form personal relationships with these girls now...well several of the lovely ladies. We are helping each other in ways most of us need right now.
The one big thing that scares me though is starting next week we need to start doing this coming Wednesday is playing our music all the way through while either moving through it, standing, or dancing to it while the rest of the girls watch. SHIT!!!!! Really I have to start putting myself on display??? This scares the shit out of me cause people are judgmental and there are a few girls there that make me feel like the fat kid in dance. I have to remember though I have girls there that support me 100% melons and Lottie I know will help cheer me on just like I will them....and I think now Kiki and Chantana too. I'm not gonna lie that shit scares the crap out of me big time. I know I'll get used to it but for this second I might crap my pants.
Icons and All Starts at BHOF!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG was my mind blown last night!!!!!!!
I cried twice during the show and those women and men up there were fantastic. And thanks to Ophellia Pearl I looked great that night, she was kind enough to let me borrow a dress.
The list of those who graced the stage were
Hosts were Foxy Tan and Kingfish
Performers were
Camille 2000
Shannon Doah
Catherine D'lish
Dirty Martini
Hot Toddy
Indigo Blue
Jo Boobs Weldon
Kitten Deville
Michelle L'amour
Perle Noire
Roxi D'lite
and The Stage Door Johnnies
Oh and super hush hush guest was none other then Dita Von Tesse!!!!!
Holy Mother Goddess I got to see all the performers I have been drooling over all in one night. To see Dirty Martini rock the stage like the sex pot she is was a dream come true. These performers were so fucking amazing that all I could do was clap, scream, and sit there like a teenager at a Justin Beiber concert.
Now as for the tears the first set filled my eyes when Jo Boobs Weldon came onto the stage and did her performance as a tribute to Sparkly Devil. I never knew her, but the amount of thought and love that went into that number was breath taking. She did her own dance while calling many little devils to the stage through out her performance. The community support that I saw happen was amazing. I'm still a bit lost for words today about it all.
The second set came when Dita walked on stage. She was so sweet and absolutely beautiful. She came to give the Sassy Lassy award to her friend Catherine D'lish. No one knew she was coming to hand the award to her. Not even Catherine so of course when she finally came on stage she was all teary eyed about it. Dita has never graced BHOF with her presence until last night and I was lucky enough to be there.
Roxi d'Lite did a number with a some metal ring work as well. Can I just say I have been waiting my whole life for someone to do that combo and she fucking rocked it!!!!!
Oh have I mentioned that I walked into the theatre right behind World Famous Bob and was too chicken to tell her I loved her?? Well I did and it was sad but great all at the same time.
Seriously I could go on and on and on about this but why don't I show you a couple of pics instead. I wish I sat there taking pictures of all the beautiful people in the audience because I felt under dressed and apparently it was a dress down night for the audience according to a Kiki.
I cried twice during the show and those women and men up there were fantastic. And thanks to Ophellia Pearl I looked great that night, she was kind enough to let me borrow a dress.
The list of those who graced the stage were
Hosts were Foxy Tan and Kingfish
Performers were
Camille 2000
Shannon Doah
Catherine D'lish
Dirty Martini
Hot Toddy
Indigo Blue
Jo Boobs Weldon
Kitten Deville
Michelle L'amour
Perle Noire
Roxi D'lite
and The Stage Door Johnnies
Oh and super hush hush guest was none other then Dita Von Tesse!!!!!
Holy Mother Goddess I got to see all the performers I have been drooling over all in one night. To see Dirty Martini rock the stage like the sex pot she is was a dream come true. These performers were so fucking amazing that all I could do was clap, scream, and sit there like a teenager at a Justin Beiber concert.
Now as for the tears the first set filled my eyes when Jo Boobs Weldon came onto the stage and did her performance as a tribute to Sparkly Devil. I never knew her, but the amount of thought and love that went into that number was breath taking. She did her own dance while calling many little devils to the stage through out her performance. The community support that I saw happen was amazing. I'm still a bit lost for words today about it all.
The second set came when Dita walked on stage. She was so sweet and absolutely beautiful. She came to give the Sassy Lassy award to her friend Catherine D'lish. No one knew she was coming to hand the award to her. Not even Catherine so of course when she finally came on stage she was all teary eyed about it. Dita has never graced BHOF with her presence until last night and I was lucky enough to be there.
Roxi d'Lite did a number with a some metal ring work as well. Can I just say I have been waiting my whole life for someone to do that combo and she fucking rocked it!!!!!
Oh have I mentioned that I walked into the theatre right behind World Famous Bob and was too chicken to tell her I loved her?? Well I did and it was sad but great all at the same time.
Seriously I could go on and on and on about this but why don't I show you a couple of pics instead. I wish I sat there taking pictures of all the beautiful people in the audience because I felt under dressed and apparently it was a dress down night for the audience according to a Kiki.
Could it be finally a pic of my face!!!! I have to say I don't look to bad...actually kind of sexy if I don't say so myself.
Two sexy girls from my class Chantana and Kiki. Man I love our drag names! And we are some sexy bitches aren't we? Shhh..don't lie you know you agree.
Dita!!!!
Thanks to my girl Chantana she got these two photos so I could prove to the world she was really there.
This was the absolute best birthday present a girl could ask for!!!!!!!!!!
Thankful to my Hubba Bubba
I have tot take the time and talk about my hubs for a min.
After last night's show, which I will posting about in a bit, I wanted the world to know what a great husband I have. To many he is known as Big Bad so we will refer to him here the same. I have known this man since I was nineteen and he was the one man I could count on since I was twenty-one. He is truly my best friend. He is this guy who never sought to try and make me someone else, but allowed me to be me the minute we were together. Now he was only my friend for most of our life together and only became my main squeeze four years ago, so pardon the unknown references I may make through out my posts.
Last night we both enjoyed a performance that blew our minds in the best way possible. And after the show we both thought the same thing, To thank each other for this new gift we have found. Why he thought he needed to thank me I don't know, because he is the one who needs a thousand thanks from me daily. This guy spent most of his life in the military and he ended up now with a wife who is crazy in a good way. If you saw him most of the time you wouldn't see a guy who loves burlesque, thinks his wife with bright hair and tattoos is sexy, and has his own wild side. It's there and I am the daily proof that he is more then wild from time to time.
Over the last year we finally made it in our life where I didn't have to work. Now this doesn't mean we have endless amounts of money, but enough for me to be there for our son. This also allowed me the opportunity to tattoo myself more visibly and start dying my hair once again crazy colors. This guy just looks at me smiles, tells me he loves me, and to go for it if it makes me happy. Honestly how I ended up so lucky after the first guy I was with turned out to be a serious bad match for me I have no idea.
Over the last month he has gone to four different shows with me though he has to work the next morning or right after a show. He screams and hollers just as loud as I do now. He supports me and even is willing to wear a shirt that says he belongs to me too. He has even thought of doing a number himself, but his job would go crazy if he did so he just gets to watch me instead. This is huge since he tends to fall apart when he has had little sleep. He is even getting to know who some of the people are that I love watching or those I actually know now.
This guy makes my life so worth living it to its fullest everyday and I am incredibly grateful to him. He busts his ass off in order for me to start taking my clothes off and we couldn't be happier living this way. We are two odd birds together making sweet music.
After last night's show, which I will posting about in a bit, I wanted the world to know what a great husband I have. To many he is known as Big Bad so we will refer to him here the same. I have known this man since I was nineteen and he was the one man I could count on since I was twenty-one. He is truly my best friend. He is this guy who never sought to try and make me someone else, but allowed me to be me the minute we were together. Now he was only my friend for most of our life together and only became my main squeeze four years ago, so pardon the unknown references I may make through out my posts.
Last night we both enjoyed a performance that blew our minds in the best way possible. And after the show we both thought the same thing, To thank each other for this new gift we have found. Why he thought he needed to thank me I don't know, because he is the one who needs a thousand thanks from me daily. This guy spent most of his life in the military and he ended up now with a wife who is crazy in a good way. If you saw him most of the time you wouldn't see a guy who loves burlesque, thinks his wife with bright hair and tattoos is sexy, and has his own wild side. It's there and I am the daily proof that he is more then wild from time to time.
Over the last year we finally made it in our life where I didn't have to work. Now this doesn't mean we have endless amounts of money, but enough for me to be there for our son. This also allowed me the opportunity to tattoo myself more visibly and start dying my hair once again crazy colors. This guy just looks at me smiles, tells me he loves me, and to go for it if it makes me happy. Honestly how I ended up so lucky after the first guy I was with turned out to be a serious bad match for me I have no idea.
Over the last month he has gone to four different shows with me though he has to work the next morning or right after a show. He screams and hollers just as loud as I do now. He supports me and even is willing to wear a shirt that says he belongs to me too. He has even thought of doing a number himself, but his job would go crazy if he did so he just gets to watch me instead. This is huge since he tends to fall apart when he has had little sleep. He is even getting to know who some of the people are that I love watching or those I actually know now.
This guy makes my life so worth living it to its fullest everyday and I am incredibly grateful to him. He busts his ass off in order for me to start taking my clothes off and we couldn't be happier living this way. We are two odd birds together making sweet music.
Friday, May 31, 2013
BHOF
So this post was originally going to be about my upset over not going to any of the shows or panels at The Burlesque Hall of Fame weekender. I was SOOO wrong!!!!!
So If you know anything about burlesque then you might have heard of the Burlesque Hall of fame Museum that originally started in the middle of the desert and then ended up in home sweet home Las Vegas!!!! It's located downtown and I have to admit it is one thing I have yet to go to....shhh I know what's wrong with me? I'm getting there soon promise. I'm actually looking to volunteer this summer while I have time away from one of my kiddos since his mom is off. Maybe when I start doing more shit I'll also finally start posting pics as well....who knows.
So The Burlesque Hall of Fame Weekender is a four day event where you get to see a SHIT TON of amazing performers do their thing, take classes, go to panel discussions, and for those who are already performers see friends they may not have seen in a year. The tickets are pricey but from everything that I am told it is is freaking worth it. Now this year I wasn't able to afford a wrist band so at first I wasn't going to go at all. the other issue I have are two little monsters. Can't take those two anywhere together cause they like to make things a bit weird at times for others. Besides is it really a good idea to take two little boys to BHOF?? So my dreams were quickly crushed and during class Cha Cha asked who was going and almost no one spoke up including me...shit. That night I came home and started looking through the classes and found a panel on Saturday that I could take. Also there were tickets left for Sundays show!!
Now, because I am such a chicken about going anywhere alone I was hesitant. Luckily I know some great gals. Taking one of my fambam with me on Saturday and then one of the girls from class wanted to go to a show. The other big thing for me was that when I started talking to my hubs about it he asked if he could go. I love that he is enjoying this with me. We have already decided that next year we are getting weekend passes and staying at the hotel for the weekend. He listens to me on a daily basis talk about some of these women so it's great he gets to see them with me.
So after all my pouting and being droopy I was able to figure it out. Hah... I love this amazing world I have entered. It's way better then fucking Disneyland any day...we get glitter and boobs.
So If you know anything about burlesque then you might have heard of the Burlesque Hall of fame Museum that originally started in the middle of the desert and then ended up in home sweet home Las Vegas!!!! It's located downtown and I have to admit it is one thing I have yet to go to....shhh I know what's wrong with me? I'm getting there soon promise. I'm actually looking to volunteer this summer while I have time away from one of my kiddos since his mom is off. Maybe when I start doing more shit I'll also finally start posting pics as well....who knows.
So The Burlesque Hall of Fame Weekender is a four day event where you get to see a SHIT TON of amazing performers do their thing, take classes, go to panel discussions, and for those who are already performers see friends they may not have seen in a year. The tickets are pricey but from everything that I am told it is is freaking worth it. Now this year I wasn't able to afford a wrist band so at first I wasn't going to go at all. the other issue I have are two little monsters. Can't take those two anywhere together cause they like to make things a bit weird at times for others. Besides is it really a good idea to take two little boys to BHOF?? So my dreams were quickly crushed and during class Cha Cha asked who was going and almost no one spoke up including me...shit. That night I came home and started looking through the classes and found a panel on Saturday that I could take. Also there were tickets left for Sundays show!!
Now, because I am such a chicken about going anywhere alone I was hesitant. Luckily I know some great gals. Taking one of my fambam with me on Saturday and then one of the girls from class wanted to go to a show. The other big thing for me was that when I started talking to my hubs about it he asked if he could go. I love that he is enjoying this with me. We have already decided that next year we are getting weekend passes and staying at the hotel for the weekend. He listens to me on a daily basis talk about some of these women so it's great he gets to see them with me.
So after all my pouting and being droopy I was able to figure it out. Hah... I love this amazing world I have entered. It's way better then fucking Disneyland any day...we get glitter and boobs.
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