So the photoshoot we did yesterday was EASILY the best we've ever done.

My name was Diane. I was a 22-year-old prostitute, and I was raped, choked to death, and dumped in the middle of the f***ing woods.

Lisa did phenomenal makeup. I didn't think she'd be able to do it with just acrylic paint, but she did. She bruised up my face, chest, and thighs, and splattered blood all over my shirt. I had this nasty gash on my throat and blood dripping from my nose...it looked legitimately like someone had beaten the hell out of me.

My outfit was skankalicious. We destroyed a pair of my jeans and made them into a mini-mini-MINI skirt (like, shows off my scar, butt, and vadge kind of mini) , and tied a white button-up shirt above my stomach. Of course I was wearing a black bra, black garter belt (which showed under the skirt) black knickers, and four-inch, black and white polka dot STRIPPER heels, too, so yaaaay whore xD

Unfortunately, to get to the woods where we were going to do the shoot, I had to maneuver in high heels around raspberry bushes and climb down a very steep hill. And...some guys saw us .< >Dude: *seeing me covered in blood* Hey! Yo! You guys filming something?

Me: *struggling to avoid the thorns* Uhh. No. Photoshoot.
Dude: What are you, a dead stripper?

Me: Stripper, prostitute, white trash...whatever.

Dude: Aight. Well, if you wanna see white trash, just look in the apartment complex. Peace out, ladies!

Me: *ROFL, nearly falls off the hill*
Once we were in the woods, we found this rusty-arse handsaw which we decided was going to be my murder weapon. So, we lugged that about and took some pret-ty sweet pictures xD
When we got them developed the guy at Brook's was like "Well. She looks more ALIVE now..."
I'll be scanning the photos and putting them up tonight. I've gotten MUCH better at looking like a proper corpse, so expect greatness. xD (oh and lots of knicker shots