Lolita Videos

I found these really cute Lolita videos! After a re-watch of the wonderful Kamikaze Girls (and the realisation of how cute Ichigo is), I felt very affectionate towards the clothes of Baby, the Stars Shine Bright! Now I really want to go back to the Paris store.

Marie Antoinette

Due to my obsession with Candy Violet/Vivcore's blogs and online apparel store, the Rococo Lady dress I've had my eye on since the age of eleven, plus the idea of a Quaintrelle Life... I have finally decided to review Marie Antoinette! It is one of my favourite films, so I'm rather excited.

Marie Antoinette shows us the frivolous, almost insane life of the infamous French queen, as she dances through love, life, and extremely first world problems. At the age of fourteen she was forged to marry the dauphin of France and leave everything from Austria, her home country, behind. The day after she first met the dauphin, they were wed in an intricately detailed, frilly celebration. From then onwards, her problems were based around trying to stay in everybody's good-books and consummate her marriage with Louis, which only happened 7 years after their vows.
Throughout, we see that she isn't exactly happy in her rich life, and feels pressurised and isolated all of the time... Antoinette may be sorrowful for a little while, but usually she perks up after a lavish spending spree of candy-coloured shoes, fans, jewels, wigs, and dresses, as well as another crazy party! The French public soon become unhappy with the amount of money she is spending on herself, rather than for the good of the country, which leads to her obvious downfall...

The viewer can honestly sympathise for Marie Antoinette (especially if they're a rather royal Lolita!), and who wouldn't want to be right on the set of that film! I just love all of the scenes, especially Antoinette's little country retreat and the bedrooms of Versailles; and those costumes have a fantastic attention to detail! There wasn't one outfit that I wouldn't have killed for, just to look in detail and touch! In fact, it has given me a lot of inspiration, especially the delicate little slippers they wear.

Some of the members of Versailles were very snobby, especially at the get-togethers, and Marie's little inner crowd. So I honestly did feel sorry for her in places, although in a lot of cases she did deserve exactly what she got by abandoning France for her parties...

The only thing that I was a little disappointed with was the ending, as I found it rather vague. Anybody who wasn't familiar with the trial and execution of Marie Antoinette would have been a little confused, and to be honest, I did want to see the flash of the guillotine and a bit of blood. However, the lead up to her desertion of Versailles was really tense, especially with the noises of the angry cries and pounding on the doors outside!

This is stating the obvious, but Kirsten Dunst was absolutely brilliant! I adored her in Interview with the Vampire, and I loved her in this too! She is an all-round perfect actress, especially in these kinds of period films; honestly, I could just see her strutting through all romantic eras and she would suit every single one to a T!

Child of Darkness

Trapped in the body of an innocent, she stalks the night,

gesturing for her pray, for her supper… the ruby-red feast.

With a sweet little whisper in their adoring, attentive ear,

she seduces them with a talent that her father would be proud of,

a baby siren among imbeciles!

Those foolish mortals take one look at her and think;

“Why, a child like her is harmless!

What is she doing out at midnight,

the time of wretches, witches, prostitutes, drunks and the

blood-thirsty?”

Even as her pearly teeth sink into their struggling necks, as delicate as the frail stem of a daisy,

their thoughts are of a tiny blonde-haired angel with eyes like liquid from the purest lake.

Her cheeks were as cold, as pallid as death,

like two ripe apples left out in the bitter winter;

motherly women and playful children would flinch as she nuzzled their necks like a babe.

Only would she warm when their blood was gushing down her throat,

adding roses to her complexion, and cherries to her pink plump lips.

For sixty-five years she never grew a millimetre, never gained a year

to her princess profile.

As toddlers became teenagers, teenagers became adults, and adults became

old, diseased and decrepit,

she was saved from the cruel touch of age and decay…

Men had marvellous theories, each one wrong in every sense;

was she Thumbelina, deserving of the limelight in the freak show,

or a child — a poor, sweet, darling child?

People of New Orleans disappeared into the fog of night, never to be seen again.

Slaves, babes, belles and beaus,

nobody was salvaged from the wrath of an immortal…

A doll personified, animated to walk the Earth and sail the seven seas,

she would pirouette through the streets of New Orleans as a ballerina would at a performance for royalty.

Soft curls and ringlets bouncing, she would steal down the alleyways, luxury capes flying, petticoats whirling, endless taffeta reeling and flowing like an emerald green sea, and little drawers peeking shyly from beneath her robes.

Nobody knew her haunts, not even her two fathers,

but to children of the town, she was an incredible mystery, however dangerous she first appeared.

A five year-old crowned Queen of Death.

Éventail - Aurora

You might remember my vampire character from another poem I wrote, Aurora's Bed? Well, I decided to write another poem about her, as I found inspiration for an "éventail" poem on Candy Violet's blog! I'm a big fan of her clothes and several blogs, so I was quite excited when I came across the idea of a different type of poem on her blog! She writes: "One activity was to create small poems where the first letter of each line spelled out "Eventail" the French word for fan", so how could I resist the temptation to write another poem?

       Élegance, poise, pride and posture; a

Virtuous angel, as every mademoiselle should be, but nevertheless, a vixen in disguise...

Enchanted by the maiden’s curse, the prince bowed low to kiss her delicate paw.

Never would he have comprehended the Bedlam from within…

The glossy fangs that sparkled in the candlelight of her boudoir,

And the blood-lust circling her hollow ribcage like ravenous piranhas...

In a frenzy of beastly hunger, she devoured his tender throat with such sensuous delight;

Love’s deadly spell.

Borovnian Princesses

Two saccharine sweet little girls, one fantasy;

shared dreams between realms, as real as you and I.

MAD! Mad as a March Hare,

crazy as a jester;

but to them, it was everyone else who was bonkers!

Typical psychosis. Take notes.

Silky swirling dresses, blue-blooded royals, gardens full of mythical unicorns

and beautiful, magical flowers of every colour of the rainbow —

shades not yet known to the human eye!

Jesters ran rife, spreading mischief throughout the lands,

and clay creatures on stilts caused mayhem unlike anything they’d ever seen.

Not to mention, the most wondrous person alive besides one another,

Mario Lanza, the world’s greatest tenor!

The Fourth World became their fort,

their place of safety, a haven.

Together they were princesses, stunning sisters, the rightful king and queen of Borovnia,

soul-mates, lovers, and comrades;

Charles and Deborah, Gina and Diello.

There was hatred burning bright in the brown eyes, scorn and contempt within the gold-flecked grey…

Narcissism, their middle names.

Medieval fantasies of romance and the eros

were their speciality…

and anybody who came between them were brutally, justly, and artfully slain,

a reverie of two creative angels with devil horns for headdresses.

Sink or swim, they were in it together.

Symptoms of aggression and violence… Typical features of children who kill.

Fragments of dissociation…

SIN! Sin was theirs alone,

something they savoured like hard candy.

Vixens inside the bodies of pure adolescents,

they took each other in their final nights together,

re-enacting the love scenes of The Saints;

how each Saint would make love in bed.

Those two girls had adult minds, libidos that led them to evil,

that night they discovered the pleasure of carnal sin.

Blazing blood red, fire red, from one heart to another,

as their heavenly lips crushed against each other.

They would have nobody but each other,

prisoners of love and desire,

prisoners of obsessive, uncontrollable friendship.

Homosexuality… Lesbianism… Abnormal psychosexual development,

sending them straight to the pits of Hell.

The most evil beings on this planet,

who shared their sentence at separate prisons,

who couldn’t care less about the trial,

and instead fluttered away their case with giggly, breezy fantasy;

caring not for their grim surroundings and bleak future,

only for each other, their paramours.

An awful case, terrible, terrible!!

Poor family, can you imagine such shame!

“The old girl took a lot more killing than we first thought”

was the English girl’s final statement, before being whisked away forever and ever,

away from Pauline, away from light and love,

away from sugar and spice and everything that is nice,

only to get down on her knees and repent and repent,

pray to the Lord for forgiveness,

day after day, one toil after another…

And the other?

Trapped between parole and freedom,

never free of her baby face that caused so much dispute,

so much hatred, confusion and loathing.

Forever judged on their childish deeds,

forever Deborah and Gina;

two sick, sick Borovnian Princesses,

plagued by desperate love and bittersweet separation.

Poems: A Theme of Sex and Vampires

Wendy and I were in a ridiculously boring Biology revision session, but seeing as they gave us iPads, we decided to do something more productive than pretending to revise dull things we already know... So we wrote some slightly erotic poems, first of all as a joke about the strange conversations we have, and then quite seriously. We had a lot of fun writing these, but they are rather NSFW, so I'm posting them under the cut.

Heavenly Creatures

Recently I have been obsessed by this movie I accidentally found whilst looking at videos of French films ("Don't Deliver Us From Evil", another film about the Parker-Hulme murder case in Christchurch, New Zealand, to be exact).

Heavenly Creatures has to be one of the best movies I've seen so far, especially for one that mixes fantasy with romance and horror! It is hauntingly beautiful, with jaw-dropping views of the New Zealand scenery, gorgeous colours of flowers and flowing gowns that the girls imagine, and an air of innocent first love. However, as peaceful and beautiful as it may seem at first, we are cruelly brought back down to earth with the grisly fact that this is a murder story of two girls who committed matricide. Also, that it was indeed based on a real-life story of an event that happened in 1954, which makes everything that little bit more disturbing...

The story begins with a brief introduction to the everyday life of Christchurch, where everything is perfect; then, it cuts to a scene at the end, with two girls running down a path, covered in blood and screaming horrifically. The quick contrast is quite alarming, and makes you wonder what on earth happened to those poor girls... until the end, that is.

Juliet Hulme is a bold, witty girl from an affluent English family, who moves to New Zealand with her parents because of her health problem, which requires her to live in a warm environment. Her parents seem nice at first, but it is obvious that she suffered from neglect throughout her life, as she reveals that she was flown to the Bahamas to recover from a disease for several months, without her parents, who were busy sorting out their own lives; plus, when she was in hospital with TB, they abandon her to go abroad!

Pauline Rieper (known as Parker in the trial) is a girl around Juliet's age, who comes from a working-class family. In my opinion she is very imaginative and courageous, but it is obvious that Juliet is the one with the brains in their relationship. At times she is saccharine sweet, and at others, absolutely sullen; a quality that shows from her expression how far she will go to get her own way.

Together, they flourish a wonderful, thriving friendship that borders on romance; they create stories of Borovnia, make clay figures of their fantastical characters, act out the scenes of the book, and Pauline keeps a diary that documents their friendship. At first, they bond over the topic of childhood illness, something they both suffered. But soon, their friendship became obsessive, and they were practically joined at the hip.

 When they are apart, all they can think of is each other and their fantasies (many of which include each other, with their alternate aliases, and the "bedroom"  events that happen between them both), which contributes towards the rage they both express when their parents are worried that their friendship is getting out of hand.

They frequently kiss each other on the cheek and lips, hold each other, hold hands, sleep in the same bed, bathe together, take slightly inappropriate photos of each other, and at one point even make love together whilst Pauline stayed the night; which was a contrast to the sex scene that went on between Pauline and the lodger that was staying with her parents, which seemed confused, hurried, loveless, and even a little bit revolting in my opinion... which, needless to say, Pauline did not enjoy - throughout she could only think of Juliet - and when the man is chasing her later on, she imagines him being brutally cut in two. Throughout, it is certain that the two girls regard each other with a little more than just pure friendship in mind. I found the romance perfectly executed, even beautiful, as the two girls look completely in love with one another, with lingering looks, shared emotions, and innocent physical contact - Kate Winslet and Melanie Lynsky do a wonderful job acting as lovers! They are completely convincing!

 As their parents start becoming concerned, they are advised to spend less time together, and Juliet's dad even advised Pauline's mother to take her to a child psychologist, as being gay or lesbian was considered a serious mental illness during the early 20th century. Pauline's moodiness when she was taken to the doctor's for being gay was perfect; she completely refused to speak at first, and then imagined the doctor being impaled for suggesting that she spends less time with Juliet! Naturally, I found the nasty doctor's little speech about homosexuality rather offensive, especially the way he spat it out like a dirty word, mentioning that with modern day medicine there may be a cure for it.... but I suppose it adds to the historical context; if it weren't for their parents' worry about their relationship, Pauline's mother would never have been murdered by the girls.

 Over time, they grow to resent their parents, which leads to the murder of Honora Rieper.  Their daydreams become more and more violent, where they remove all of the people who get in their way one by one... Pauline narrates with cryptic, yet simple, entries from her diary, which makes things even creepier... Matters are made worse when Juliet's parents tell her of their plan to divorce, and consider sending her away to South Africa to live with relatives.

When Honora bends down to pick up a pink jewel that they leave on the path as bait, they bludgeon her to death with half a brick inside a stocking, then run down the park path and scream for help. Soon afterwards they were arrested, as the police found Pauline's disturbing diary, labeled "The day of the happy event" on the day that they killed Honora.

Overall, I found this film fantastic, the ending making my heart sink drastically every time... It is very emotional, and made me cry quite frequently! This film combines all of the things I love; lesbian romance, fantasies, horror, beautiful clothes, and the 50s! The actors are phenomenal, and the soundtrack, special effects, dark humour and horror are all perfect. I would recommend this film, but only to the open minded.