Mar 28, 2018
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“It’s like a cat that saw another cat in a window.”
handsome-hunka-hunka ---> mistahgrape!
Both of these names were come up with on a whim but Mistah Grape became the real name of this cosplay, so this makes it easier to find me! <3
On instagram I have seen a lot of heavy-duty photoshopping, and while I don’t think it’s inherently wrong to touch up photos, I do think more transparency about where we actually are as makeup artists is good. So I would like to show what eyebrows and foundation etc. look like on actual skin. I did edit out a few creases that my glue gets when I emote too much because they drive me nuts and would flat-out ruin my photos/make me hate them too much to share, but as you can see there are still problems it poses, like the way it meddles with my forehead shading. Bleh But this is the truth of it, and if you saw me in person I wouldn’t want you to go “woah who the fuck is that, this is terrible.” xD
Also, don’t use lotion as a moisterizer when you run out. Just don’t. I had bumps that day because of it. xD
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Wow, I guess I’m one of the lucky ones
I used to feel so brought down by the weird, petty clique bullshit of the Suicide Squad fandom here at tumblr (where I stayed one of the little people!) It’s why I no longer participate in it here. The truth is it really was just me being hyper-sensitive to drama queens doing what they do and getting caught in the cross-heirs from time to time. There actually wasn’t anything about me that was a drama-magnet, and I figured that out only after getting a lot of exposure on instagram (LORD I SAW PICTURES OF ME WITH 20K LIKES)... but never experiencing any grief there. No shit-talking, no private trolling, no jealousy because I enjoyed my cane replica too much (lol).
I’m sure that the drama is still out there, but it has evaded me completely and for that I am grateful. I don’t really know how some people end up with so much of it, save for unwittingly starting it themselves. My interest in SS has waned now that I’ve found exponentially more sophisticated material to fan over (*cough*YYH*cough*) but when I do poke my head in to that world it’s always nice, fresh air to breathe. I mean, as fresh as it can be when everyone’s just churning the same 7 minutes of hacked up Harley/Joker footage over and over. lol
While I’m here
Mistahgrape’s friends list on the Chapsnatz got long and has many people whose names are different from the ones on Tumblr, so I must apologize if it seems I’ve ignored anyone’s snaps... Sometimes I can’t answer right away, and then the snap disappears and I forgot who asked. When you say nice things, do you want me answering as myself on J’s account? ;D Having him be all like “lollthankssss<3″ seems weird, but I’ll do it if the inconsistency doesn’t bother you.
To answer what I do remember... Thank you~~~ I’m glad everyone approves of the cane. I will post about it -- with pictures -- and pimp out the Etsy shop I bought it from, hopefully tomorrow. Ladies... I’m sorry you’re lonely and want Daddy J to make it all better. If I could purr at every one of you, I would, but since I can’t, imagine you got a VIP pass to my private room at the da club, and I’m sprawled across a love seat, offering my knee. Maybe if you whisper in my ear just right, and you’ve been naughty enough this year, I’ll get you something special. Maybe Harley’s on my other knee, and we’re all giggling together. How about that? ;)