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One time, I was a zombie prostitute.
🕑 Added 2018-07-20 22:00:00 +0000 UTC This was the second time I wore a corset. (First was in college for a Moliére play.)Mr. Snapper unearthed these photos from an abandoned photo account we had.
It was a couple years before I landed in burlesque. The casting notice was for an art project in Studio City. Trade for prints. I never got my copy of the art print. The concept was a zombie invasion of a Deadwood-type town. They spent the entire morning giving me big hair and fabulous makeup, just to cover me in blood and have a zombie eat my guts.
They gave us pizza and sodas. I was living for that art print that never came.
Two amusing anecdotes about this:
1. I was told to go upstairs and take as long as I needed to shower off all the blood, dirt and makeup. It was the second bathroom in the artist's house. There was a lot of hairspray and a lot of blood. I got down to business, scrubbing away. My hair required two shampoo cycles. I was starting the first round of shampoo, maybe five minutes into washing, when someone started pounding on the door. They wanted me to hurry up. DUDE. I was told by the artist to take my damn time.
2. I wrote a novella not long after this, I Was a Teenage Zombie Prostitute. It's still in the editing phase. I need to publish it at some point. Mr. Snapper thinks I need to create a zombie prostitute act. What do you think?
