Bad Blood

     What a lovely day it has been! Today, I attended the Wizard World Comic Con in Anaheim and it was wonderful. I felt so at home, amongst mega-nerds and fans of all sorts of pop culture. I primarily went for Star Wars but I could definitely appreciate everything that was there. I bought a Darth Vader shot glass, a Empire Strikes Back comic book (from the 80s!), and two vintage Batman comic books. I used to dislike Batman but I believe I've been converted. There were a lot of guest celebrities there (including Adam West, who I didn't get to meet - he was charging 60 dollars for an autograph..) that I didn't really know of but it was interesting talking to them anyway. I especially enjoyed my conversation with the guy who voices Grand Moff Tarkin on Clone Wars. He was awesome, he gave out free autographs. Oh, I'm starting to sound like a huge nerd. I don't care, Star Wars makes me so happy! There were those dressed as storm troopers, X-wing fighters, Darth Vader, Aayla Secura, Batman, Joker,  Superman, Cat Woman, and a huge group garbed in Mandalorian armor (think Boba Fett). It was just a beautiful experience. 

     The pictures before that are random ones from the month of April. The first three are a continuation of the photoshoot I had with Joy, the next two are from a picnic, and the others are from Easter. 

Also, Femme is looking for contributors for our Summer issue! Email femmesubmission@gmail.com if you want to see your work in a magazine! 

Note that all submissions will not make it.

Bleed

"In a nervous and slender-leaved mimosa grove at the back of their villa we found a perch on the ruins of a low stone wall. She trembled and twitched as I kissed the corner of her parted lips and the hot lobe of her ear. A cluster of stars palely glowed above us between the silhouettes of long thin leaves; that vibrant sky seemed as naked as she was under her light frock. I saw her face in the sky, strangely distinct, as if it emitted a faint radiance of its own. Her legs, her lovely live legs, were not too close together, and when my hand located what it sought, a dreamy and eerie expression, half-pleasure, half-pain, came over those childish features. She sat a little higher than I, and whenever in her solitary ecstasy she was led to kiss me, her head would bend with a sleepy, soft, drooping movement that was almost woeful, and her bare knees caught and compressed my wrist, and slackened again; and her quivering mouth, distorted by the acridity of some mysterious potion, with a sibilant intake of breath came near to my face. She would try to relieve the pain of love by first roughly rubbing her dry lips against mine; then my darling would draw away with a nervous toss of her hair, and then again come darkly near and let me feed on her open mouth, while with a generosity that was ready to offer her everything, my heart, my throat, my entrails, I gave her to hold in her awkward fist the scepter of my passion." - Vladimir Nabokov (Lolita)

Happy Easter lovelies!

Photos from here.

You Heartbreaker

"We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn't fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them." - The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides 

If you loved the movie, you'll adore the book. I just finished reading it and I'm so in love. 

If you haven't read Femme yet, read it! I've already started working on the next issue and if you'd like to contribute, send an email to FemmeSubmission@gmail.com

Also, please vote for my high school in Hurley's Walk the Walk contest! If we win, Hurley will donate $2,500 to our school. I'd really appreciate it if you all showed support, it'd make a huge difference. And it literally takes only a few minutes. Thanks!

Amor

This is happiness. It's going to the beach wearing dresses, wedges, and summer hats. It's eating lunch at a retro diner that overlooks the ocean. It's golden sunlight and noontime picnics. It's watching A Streetcar Named Desire, Lolita, and foreign films while eating salads. As I devour poetry books and drink too much Diet Coke, I cannot help but feel exhilarated and satisfied with the present day. Summer is drawing near. I can feel his presence as he kisses my pale skin with his golden lips.  Images of the sea and of faraway places haunt my waking mind. Come quickly, your absence is driving me mad with desire for those languid afternoons. 

(The girl in the photographs is not me, it's my friend Joy)

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