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Space Police

Story by: Dan Barrett

The commissioner’s face materialized on the silver video screen next to the bed. Grey light from dome’s simulated sun pierced the window and reflected into her eyes from the display’s metallic border. She was being called into action to prevent another attack on an incoming interstellar freighter; this one was scheduled to dock at port 17. The image fizzled out and the monitor receded back into its fitted slot in the steel plated wall. She hopped up and threw on her uniform, her shoes clanking lightly against the linoleum flooring of the housing unit. At the door she punched in the command sequence and the lift elevator arrived speedily to whisk her to the ground floor twenty six levels below. She vaulted into her hover car and took the tunnel under the ruins of the midtown bridge – the quickest way to get to the shipping terminals. Once she arrived, ray gun in hand, she moved stealthy past the silver, glass-encased high rises and gardening robots tending to the vegetation carefully arranged in efficient rows interspersed throughout the cities’ sidewalks. The building which housed the terminals was surrounded by large, saucer shaped light rigs which contained super-efficient atomic bulbs that could last 5,000 years without replacement. The roughly diamond shaped, concrete guard post with trapezoidal windows was abandoned: a clear sign of foul play. She quietly entered through a side door and noticed that the two security cameras blinking at irregular frequencies, likely an indication of tampering. She un-holstered her weapon and began the trek down the long, dustless corridors making up the myriad, though efficiently designed, innards of the terminals, where eventually she would confront and take down another day’s worth of lunar bandits, with enough time to hit the new hyper sauna 3000 before nightfall.

Inspiration List: My boyfriend who, upon seeing the Das Bunker Cap Sleeve Top informed me that the shirt looks akin to something “Space Police” might wear. I took it as an issue of challenge and ran with the idea head-first at full speed.

Additional inspiration: I cannot help but be enthralled by some of the finest examples of Brutalist architecture Washington DC has to offer. I’m especially partial to the UFO-like plastic canopies lining the plaza in front of the stately exposed concrete behemoth that is the Robert C .Weaver Building, closely followed by the cylindrical Hirschorn museum, often referred to as “a spacecraft parked on the National Mall”, and likened to a bunker. I knew juxtaposing the austerity of the béton brut with the bright optimism earmarked by tales of star-faring, silver-Ray-Gun-toting heroines of the Space Age era would be a marriage made in retrofuturist heaven.

First came the asbestos

In the beginning of the 20th century, as mankind inched closer and closer to the still mystery-enshrouded year 2000, it was hard to imagine what wonders this mythical “land of tomorrow” might have in store for the clothes-conscious citizen of the future, but it certainly didn’t stop scientists, designers and Sci-Fi writers alike from taking (often hilariously wrong) guesses. Yesterday’s sartorial speculations of what the brave new world might hold for us usually scored fairly high on the WTF scale. For example, 1913 prophesized the dawn of a new style era spearheaded by the popularization of the phototropic garment. Clothing would readily conform to the amount of light present in its immediate vicinity. In theory, a simple light-colored sheath would morph from beach wear to darker hued barroom attire as day turned to night. No changing necessary. I suppose the only thing they got right there was the fact that the “women of the future” visit more bars than they did in 1913. Then, in 1929, “fashion forward” became synonymous with dresses of asbestos and aluminum. But hey, I’ll take that over the recent resurgence of those hideous early 90’s floral prints that brutally beat my aesthetic sensibilities into the ground every time I step foot in a mall.

Some of those wise men of the past also foretold personal aerial vehicles, which still have failed to materialize.

And then space flight became a reality

Mass hysteria followed.

The excitement of conquering the final frontier influenced everything under the sun. Little Jimmy pretended to shoot the neighbor’s kid with his shiny new toy ray gun, Mommy read her racy paperback romance novels by the light of a Sputnik-shaped bedside lamp and the teenaged sis made out with her school’s football hero in the back of his tail-fin pimped 1959 Cadillac Eldorado. And that was just the present. The oh-so-eagerly anticipated future was going to be like 500x more awesome, right?

We’d have robot nannies to raise our brood (more time for those steamy paperbacks for Mommy), smart houses that cleaned themselves (and were possibly voiced by a pleasantly alluring British accent) and we’d regularly take summer vacation to Mars. Can I get a FUCK YEAH, MARS?

Oh, and we’d all dress like the Jetsons. But darker. Therefore giving a giant fuck you to the popular notion that “cybergoth” is the only way to rock futuristic frocks.

Sometimes in order to see the future, it’s very much necessary to look into the past.

Industrial Pinup

Forsaking eye-blinding neons in favor of a palette inspired by both the vast blackened vacuum of the cosmos and progress carved from concrete and steel. Future seen through the eyes of the past, spotlighting the mid-century’s focus on showcasing the female shape, is the perfect vehicle for the industrial pinup. Tapping into the grace of the yesteryear, while simultaneously millennia ahead of her peers, she does “futureperfect” while wholly circumnavigating thedomain of the cybergoth. And you’d never mistake her for a raver.

• Das Bunker Cap Sleeve Top in the black/gunmetal colorway boasts exaggerated, angular shoulders that get the “retrofuture” message across loud and clear. And suit the female body better than the unisex jumpsuit and other retrofuristic fashion don’ts that its ilk do. Not particularly feeling all the excessive décolletage? Simply layer a basic black stretch bandeau underneath, lending the appearance of a more modest look, without adding the burden of actually wearing multiple pieces.
• Traditionally a garment of the past, the corset is given a new life in PVC, a manmade petroleum based industrial textile.
• A knee length black skirt gives structure to the ensemble, preventing it from crossing over into cosplay territory.
• Channeling the reflective aluminum sheen of the satellites silver was all the rage during the Space Age. Beam up your “retro rivet” quotient with a silver circuit printed wedge cap.
• Clunky platforms give way to metallic tack studded strappy boot wedges
• Keep it catty in a purrfect pair of Leopard Fishnet Tights.
• Pew…pew….lasers! The Ray Gun is fairly self explanatory, right? I mean how the fuck else are you going to kill space pirates?

Detailed victory roll instructions can be found here here. And just like I mentioned in Springtime Sacrifice the “if you fuck up one roll beyond repair cover it up with a hat” rule still applies.

Keeping with the “retro” theme, here are two makeup looks from editions of Lethal Style past that would easily complement this getup:

• The black/silver look from Springtime Sacrifice.
• The “no fuss gold look” from Donut Quest.Though I swapped the black liquid eyeliner for a metallic lime green and opted for a red-orange tomato tinted lip in place of the nude pink pout in the Space Police shoot.

Credits

Photography: Wynn Studio

Model:Vanity Kills

Location: exterior of the Robert C .Weaver Building & the Hirschorn Museum in Washington DC

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Vanity Kills

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The style industry is a brutal one indeed. There are so many things which must be made pristine: the eyes shadowed, the chin brushed, the cheekbones accentuated, the hair angled, the nails trimmed & painted; so many things to keep track of and so many things that could go wrong. So many things…
It is inevitable that sculpting perfection day-in and day-out would take a toll on the artisan; especially when they themselves are falling, unavoidably, into the withering grasp of age.

Kyla Breen was well known for her pursuit of absolute perfection when it came to styling for her clients. It was an amazing rush at first, watching as she turned the young women from fairly-good-looking-to-a normal-guy-on-the-street into radiant, statuesque beings which embodied the virtues of the human form. Of course, she was young and beautiful herself; no different really from the results she created on a daily basis. But time and age are cruel masters, and they creep up on the best of us. Kyla’s clients never seemed to age; it would be the same girl for a year or two until she was replaced by another of the same stature and facial structure, perhaps with some subtle difference – maybe this one had shorter hair and higher cheekbones than the last – but the flow of time was lost within Kyla’s studio. Always entering young, always leaving beautiful. Time, however, continued to flow for Kyla, and the realization that she was not immune to its destructive nature simmered in the back of her mind, growing stronger and more vivid with each passing year. In the past, their faces would blur together; glowing, flawless, smiling countenances which were ever approving of her. But recently she knew they saw her differently. The faces could see her getting older, dated. Under veiled mutters they called her washed-up, irrelevant, replaceable. She simply could not allow this to happen.

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The first kill was easy. Her company was putting her and a potential client up in a hotel overnight before a big premier. Kyla was a lexicon of nearly every cream, powder and/or tonic known to man, and human blood, she determined, was the most effective anti-beauty treatment. She had never felt so invigorated, nor had her skin felt so smooth from any other moisturizer. Fuck these dime-a-dozen pop models and actresses; the secret was hers. She had later dumped the corpse down the garbage chute and told the company that the girl was too fat to fit their needs. They unflinchingly agreed, and it was not long before another girl made an appearance in Kyla’s studio.

The initial taste of blood opened the sealed gateway to the promise of unending beauty, and once unlocked, it could not be closed…not that she would have wanted to close it anyway. She had eventually relocated to a moderate sized room in a hotel downtown; the epicenter of commerce. The place had been recently renovated, but still contained the subtle musk of dilapidation. The basement was the worst; the exposed piping and cracked walls remnants of harsher times. In the beginning, most of the killing took place there; she thought the space fitting for the vile act of ending a life, however she quickly realized that this was unnecessarily increasing her workload. Once she discovered the magic of poisoned eyeliner she was able to move the haute-homicide into her personal studio. It only took a few seconds of direct application (which couldn’t be more commonplace) to put the client into a paralyzed state from which she could gut them to her heart’s desire. Often, she would use the girl’s blood mere hours later for an evening cleansing ritual, but sometimes life got in the way and she would have to bag it (she bought a series of cute bags with red crosses from Neiman Marcus) and store it in the refrigerator until appropriate time could be made for the bath.

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Eventually, she had lost count of the number of girls who “didn’t fit the requirements” of the company’s latest project. The company’s business was ever-increasing, and there was no drought of women in need of styling. After long days of painstaking artistry (also killing), Kyla spent most of her nights in the bath, sipping pinot noir and marveling at her flawless skin tone. Her clients were consistently amazed at how young and energetic she appeared, despite having worked for the company for what seemed like ages, and the company kept giving her promotions, citing her strong work ethic and unwavering professionalism when it came to quality control.

Recently, the company has decided to open a new European branch and they are looking to fill a position for experienced stylist who has no qualms about sorting the wheat from the chaff…

Laced with Madness

For an updated take on Elizabeth Bathory’s Sunday Best, forget the aged, dusty costume shop gown and join the Thrill Frill Cult. Today’s Blood Countess forsakes Renaissance frippery and trades in bling-ed out shoulder rolls and five pounds of petticoats for delicate floral patterned jackets, touchable velveteen minis, and cascading ruffles. Lace leaves the boudoir and takes the streets by storm. You too can work some sheer magic without feeling like:

• Your own grandmother.
• Stripper working the day shift at the titty bar by the airport (“Stripper chic” is fine by me, alas not everyone loves sleaze as much as I do)
• Something found in the drapery section of Bed, Bath and Beyond.

A long sleeved stretch black lace shirt manages to simultaneously conceal and reveal. Shows enough skin without turning you into a tacky tramp (which once again is okay by Vanity Kills…but I realize that not everyone shares my sense of aesthetics…blah blah blah). A girl needs to keep some degree of mystique. As any burlesque queen worth her sequined pasties will tell you: always leave them wanting more.

Note: Unless you’re willing to put up with dudes in Ed Hardy shirts attempting to rent you out for the hour, please wear a bra. A black one being the best and obvious choice.

For a full-on vintage vixen vibe, pair with an open Vaudeville Vamps #25-94 Long Sleeved Jacket in the ivory/black colorway. This tasty little cover up prevents you from being mistaken for a sex worker, while still managing to lead the boys unto temptation.

Deck your neck out with a black lace ruff for extra oomph. Attention statement necklace: You’re officially fired!

Note: Even if you loved Prince in Purple Rain, I wouldn’t advise taking too many style cues from a man famous for his assless chaps. When rockin’ the ruff, make sure to keep that jacket open. Otherwise, you run the risk of your friends breaking into a chorus of “When Doves Cry” as you walk by.

Topping off your locks with a vintage cage veil velvet hat embellished with flowers and feathers is almost as decadent as bathing in the blood of models to retain your youth. Almost…

Brassy, bejeweled wrist candy adds elegance to any outfit.

A high-waisted tulip skirt such as the Transvision Velveteen #82-157 Speculative Mini Skirt in the black colorway is a flattering option for both your belly and legs. The fabric gently drapes over your mid-section, narrowing at the hemline which successfully camouflages trouble spots and creates curves in the right places.

+ 10 to fashion snob: Spending countless hours of my time doing research and collecting empirical data (errrr reading fashion blogs) lead me to believe that just about every haute couture guru showcased velvet in their Fall 2010 collection. So track this baby down and bring some of the catwalk into your closet for a mere fraction of the price.

Note: Nobody likes a Sloppy Sally, so tuck that black shirt into your mini.

Avoid looking like a doily by balancing out the lace heavy top with a pair of sheer black pantyhose. Contrary to that Mae West quote you might have read somewhere on a sassy T-shirt, too much of a good thing isn’t necessarily wonderful at all times.

Step into timeless style in a perennially classy pair of black oxford heels.

Countess Curls

What sort of do would a murderously egotistical degenerate sport to Fashion Week? A perfectly accessorized loose, curly bun, of course.

1. Dampen your hair.
2. Spray damp hair with setting lotion.
3. Separate into 1- 1 1/2 “ sections.
4. Curl with a medium barrel curling iron
5. Finger brush the curls (smoothing with fingers helps to battle the wonky curls!)
6. Pull the curls back into a ponytail.
7. Form a loose bun.
8. Secure with hair pins.
9. Hat up!
10. If you wear bangs brush them off to the side to off set the placement of the hat.

Making “Bloodthirsty Depraved Bitch” Look Good!

“Her lips so sweet
Every word cuts like knives
I feel the wounds as if self-inflicted
Broken porcelain beauty
I still long to touch
I prick my finger to paint her lips” -Die Sektor “When Porcelain Bleeds”

Skin with a porcelain finish and vermillion E. Bathory herself would (and did!) kill for are the focal point of this look!

General Prep Work

You will need:

Moisturizer ,Primer, Concealer, Matte liquid Foundation, Foundation Brush, Translucent Powder, Powder brush, Eyeshadow primer

1. Wash your face with a cleanser formulated especially for your skin type. Rinse thoroughly and pat dry with a soft cloth. Prep your skin with moisturizer before applying concealer in order to ensure a smoother, flake free application.
2. Before proceeding any further allow your skin to properly absorb the moisturizer. This should take about 10 minutes.
3. Since foundation worn alone often has a nasty habit of settling in the fine lines around your mouth, near your eyes and on your forehead, I highly recommend using a primer after you’ve moisturized your face. Utilizing a small amount of primer helps to fill in unflattering expression lines, pores and scars, thus allowing foundation to actually do its job!
4. Nix blemishes and skin discoloration by gently patting concealer over the trouble area. Follow by blending with your ring finger.
5. Apply a matte liquid foundation that best matches your skin tone to your face and neck with a foundation brush (A full dome shaped brush works beautifully). Start by applying small dots in the center of your face and then moving outward.
6. Set everything in place by finishing off with a thin coat of translucent powder. Use a full, round shaped powder brush for optimal results.

Eyes:

You will need:

Eyeshadow Primer, Brown eyeshadow(for the brows),Small angled brush, Makeup sealer(optional), Light purple eyeshadow with a slight bronze sheen, Eyeshadow brush with a round/tapered edge, Neutral nude eyeshadow, Blending brush, Black liquid eyeliner, Eyelash curler, Black Mascara.

1. Dab some brown eyeshadow onto a small angled brush. Tap off the excess. Starting at the widest part of the brow, near the nose, and using short strokes, apply brown eyeshadow directly to the natural hair of the eyebrow. Repeat on the other side. Make sure to use a shade that matches your hair color (in Kyla’s case brown was used since she is a blonde). After you’re satisfied with the shape of your brows, feel free to seal them with a single coat of a makeup sealer. Last but not least, lightly coat your entire eyelid area with an eyeshadow primer, to build a smooth base for your shadows, pigments and liners.
2. Using a brush with a round/tapered edge apply a light purple eyeshadow with just a slight hint of a bronze sheen across your entire eyelid from lashline to crease.
3. With the help of a blending brush add neutral nude eyeshadow to the browbone area directly under your eyebrows. Blend the neutral nude shadow into the gold shadow that you applied in Step 2.
4. Starting at the inner corner of your eye, rim your upper lashline with liquid black eyeliner. Extend the line upward as you approach the outer corner of eye. This produces the much sought after winged “cat eye” effect.
5. Curl your eyelashes with an eyelash curler and top off with 2 coats of black mascara.

Cheeks:

You will need:

Blush brush, Peach blush

1. Swipe some peach blush onto your blush brush.
2. Apply the peach blush to the apples of your cheeks for a healthy, natural I-just-bathed-in-virgin-blood glow.

Lips:

You will need:

Matte liquid foundation (optional), Neutral flesh toned lipliner, Mid-tone berry pink lipstick, Small tapered lip brush, Red lip gloss

1. For all night budge proof lip color, prime your pout with a small amount of foundation. Filling in your entire lip area with a neutral flesh toned lip liner minimizes fading, blurring and feathering of lip color as well. To do so, start at the center of your natural lip line move toward the outer corners of your lips.
2. With a small tapered lip brush, apply a mid-toned berry pink lipstick to the center of your lip and then proceed to distribute it over the entire lip area.
3. Finish off with a coat of red lipgloss.

Credits:

Photography: Umbriel Finite Images

(with editing by Mich Fisher – Plastic Hassle)

Model: Meagan Kyla

Location: Buffalo, NY

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Vanity Kills

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At last the departure guide updated and cheers of joy permeated the air. The luminescent phrase behind this commotion was “Original Cult Airways: 9:30am Gate H”. This one-of-a-kind, ultra-exclusive flight was a one way trip for East Coast Lippy Addicts to venture right to the heart of their true love (a.k.a. some unmarked warehouse in Los Angeles). But the true pay off of this trip was the gold which lay buried in that warehouse; for there was precious cargo carried on board of this particular airplane — prototypes of Lip Service’s most sought after upcoming “Holy Grail” lines such as Step In Time II, Das Bunker, and Brocade Piracy. This was going to be the only public display of these items until the official street release in Fall 2010.

The plane itself was nearly worth the cost of the trip; one view of the interior and a patron may believe they had died and been resurrected in Shamballah. For non Buddhists, they would instead feel like they have traveled back in time to what should be named “The Golden Age of Flying” – you know, back when taking a trip on an airplane was still something of a mystical feat, steeped in glamour and intrigue. The stewardesses were, of course, only the most fashionable of Lip Service models, and it seemed they had all recently gotten their BA in customer service. The ladies whose job was to remind you to fasten those seatbelts and put those trays in the upright position wouldn’t be caught dead in shapeless lima bean green pantsuits and blaher-than-blah brown jackets. You’d think the aisles in this flying machine were the runways of the sky. Sleek head-to-toe black paired with hats inspired by the hides of only the most exotic beasts were the standard here. Nearly all luxuries that could be brought aboard an airplane were at hand, and it was guaranteed to be a trip to remember.

Unfortunately, due to lax airport security, trouble was afoot. Due to bizarre and unforeseen circumstances, the fairly proficient magician known as The Great Ramon was scheduled to be aboard this flight in order to make a last-minute show in a nearby suburb of LA, performing at a small child’s 7th birthday party. Sadly, The Great Ramon would be unable to showcase his prized Grizzly Bear “Grizmo” at the aforementioned affair, for he was busy being tied up in the women’s bathroom at JFK airport. Even more unfortunate is the fact that he was not tied with women, but instead by their pantyhose. The culprit was none other than the infamous criminal mastermind Ramon “el Jamon” Perez, who had sneaked stealthily by the snooping security and boarded the plane under the guise of being Great.

Ramon, having his fingers firmly to the pulse of the crime world, knew that he must obtain these mystical prototypes in order to clothe his many voracious wives, ever hungry for the latest unattainable fashion. Through the grapevipe of misdeed he was able to hear of the last minute addition of the magician to the flight’s patronage, and was able to get one of his inside men to add a large dose of PCP to the bear’s tranquilizer. Once the flight begins, the bear should awaken in an angry stupor and disrupt the plane enough so that he may sneak down to the cargo hatch and parachute out of the hold with the stolen goods. Unfortunately for him, he was not counting on the cunning of the venerable stewardess Meagan.

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The flight was proceeding as planned; lots of booze and memory-foam pillows were being doled out to the passengers. The skies were clear and giggles of anticipation filled the air. Ramon curled his 20s-ringmaster styled mustache and awaited the inevitable. No sooner had he begun twirling, there was an audible crash from the storage below. His grinned wildly as the upcoming scenario unfolded in his head. There was another, louder smashing sound as the hatch leading from the storage space to the fuselage tore open . The deranged bear, hungry for blood and meat, slashed through the main door into first class, all the while bellowing a terrible cacophony. Ramon clapped quietly as he heard the screams and thudding footsteps of those trying to outrun ol ‘Griz. He quickly rose from his seat and made his way toward the cockpit. He moved with unexpected swiftness through throngs of passengers curled in the fetal position and the disarray of ravaged carry-on luggage. Without significant ado, he entered the cockpit. Despite the obvious panic, he was still questioned by the pilot as to ‘what the hell” he was doing there. He began to fabricate a tale of a suitcase containing a tranquilizer to subdue the raging animal, but just as he was completing his thought, a gust of wind knocked askew his ringmaster mustache and his real 70s-porn star ‘stache was revealed!

The pilot gasped in awe…”wait a minute, you’re not the Great Ramon at all! You’re… El Jamon!” Sensing that the pilot had caught wise to his devious ploy, he attempted to re-create a move he had seen Jackie Chan perform in Drunken Master and kick the pilot in the head. He was slightly distracted because moments before, the sound of angry passengers had vanished, resulted in a mis-timed kick that went straight into the control board instead. He clutched his foot in agony and cursed the designer of such sharp altitude gauges. In his confusion, the ever-vigilant flight attendant Meagan had appeared from the writhing mass of chaos that was first class, and employed a move that will forever be known as the “Don’t Tase Me Bro”. Using her quasi-legal combination mace/taser gun, Meagan was able to pacify the villainous Ramon while maintaining her perfect vintage updo. “You may have stopped me, but that bear will bring down this plane anyway!” Ramon hissed. “Actually, the bear is in the back sleeping quietly. I gave it some of our best kobe beef laced with enough Xanax to incapacitate a bear on PCP” Meagan replied coolly. Ramon sighed and resigned himself to being taken back to the PMITA NJ State Maximum Security Penitentiary.

After a brief celebration, Meagan realized that something was still amiss. It appeared that the pilot had been roughed up in the scuffle and his right hand might be sprained. Unable to use both hands to steer the plane, the future of alternative fashion was uncertain. Meagan quickly jumped into action and shoved the temporarily crippled pilot aside. She was well versed in calibrating instruments and steering, as she had had quite a bit of intimate time with her husband, a less wussy pilot who could fly a plane with not but his teeth, in a similar cockpit. She made the necessary adjustments and guided the plane on a rapid but meticulously guided descent as she asked for clearance from the tower at the Los Angeles International Airport.

At last the ravaged plane, with its cargo intact, had arrived at its fateful destination where another adventure would begin shortly. As consolation, the first 100 passengers to disembark got to have their picture taken with Meagan and the bear, which would later be hand-signed by both. The rest got to punch “el Jamon” in the gut as they walked by.

Fashion Takes Flight

Stewardess style has never looked hotter. Cure your fear of flying once and for all with a look that’s one quarter easy breezy. Three quarters kitschy cool with high-flyin’ fashionista written all over it.

Meagan is ready for takeoff in her Lip Service *snap front poplin shirt in the black colorway. The double buckled black PVC belts push the traditional boundaries of professional attire by infusing this classic top with a smattering of fetish.

*Hot Topic version is shown.Get the original Looks That Kill Corporate Fukker Poplin Shirt!

Form and function converge in the shape of the Smashin’ Fashion Knee Skirt in the black colorway. This knee length retro Lippy number features a covered zipper which runs up the entire center of the garment’s front, thus allowing you to control how much skin you feel like showin’ at any given time. Perfect for a quick romp in the lavatory of an aircraft.

Note: Lethal Style does not condone nor condemn in-flight bathroom sexual intercourse.

Work some animal magnetism into your otherwise monochromatic ensemble with a pinup inspired zebra pillbox hat.

Infuse your attire with some mid-century flair and harken back to a time when accessories were dainty and ladylike by experiencing the power of glove with a standout vintage white pair.

Sheer nude thigh highs camouflage the bad (like the aftermath of a leg shaving massacre) without upstaging the good(like your fabulous ink).

Sky’s the limit in these classic comfy cute suede black wedge peep toe heels.

For a vintage inspired ‘do that’s JUST PLANE SEXY!

1. Dampen your hair.
2. Spray damp hair with setting lotion.
3. Roll dampened sections of your hair with long sponge curlers.
4. Allow hair to dry COMPLETELY (this is key!)
5. Remove the curlers.
6. Finger brush the curls (smoothing with fingers helps to battle the wonky curls!)
7. Roll and pin up hair ends to create a “bob”.
8. Spray liberally with a medium hold hairspray.

Siren of the Friendly Skies

Accentuate your eyes with hints of gilded glamour mixed with no-nonsense neutrals. A juicy raspberry hued pout reminds the boys that you’re a first class gal and should be treated as such.

General Prep Work

You will need:

Moisturizer ,Primer, Concealer, Matte liquid Foundation, Foundation Brush, Translucent Powder, Powder brush, Eyeshadow primer

1. Wash your face with a cleanser formulated especially for your skin type. Rinse thoroughly and pat dry with a soft cloth. Prep your skin with moisturizer before applying concealer in order to ensure a smoother, flake free application.
2. Before proceeding any further allow your skin to properly absorb the moisturizer. This should take about 10 minutes.
3. Since foundation worn alone often has a nasty habit of settling in the fine lines around your mouth, near your eyes and on your forehead, I highly recommend using a primer after you’ve moisturized your face. Utilizing a small amount of primer helps to fill in unflattering expression lines, pores and scars, thus allowing foundation to actually do its job!
4. Nix blemishes and skin discoloration by gently patting concealer over the trouble area. Follow by blending with your ring finger.
5. Apply a matte liquid foundation that best matches your skin tone to your face and neck with a foundation brush (A full dome shaped brush works beautifully). Start by applying small dots in the center of your face and then moving outward.
6. Set everything in place by finishing off with a thin coat of translucent powder. Use a full, round shaped powder brush for optimal results.

Eyes:

You will need:

Eyeshadow Primer, Brown eyeshadow(for the brows),Small angled brush, Makeup sealer(optional), Gold eyeshadow, Eyeshadow brush with a round/tapered edge, Neutral nude eyeshadow, Blending brush, Black liquid eyeliner, Eyelash curler, Black Mascara.

1. Dab some brown eyeshadow onto a small angled brush. Tap off the excess. Starting at the widest part of the brow, near the nose, and using short strokes, apply brown eyeshadow directly to the natural hair of the eyebrow. Repeat on the other side. Make sure to use a shade that matches your hair color (in Meagan’s case brown was used since she is a blonde). After you’re satisfied with the shape of your brows, feel free to seal them with a single coat of a makeup sealer. Last but not least, lightly coat your entire eyelid area with an eyeshadow primer, to build a smooth base for your shadows, pigments and liners.
2. Using a brush with a round/tapered edge apply gold eyeshadow across your entire eyelid from lashline to crease.
3. With the help of a blending brush add neutral nude eyeshadow to the browbone area directly under your eyebrows. Blend the neutral nude shadow into the gold shadow that you applied in Step 2.
4. Starting at the inner corner of your eye, rim your upper lashline with liquid black eyeliner. Extend the line upward as you approach the outer corner of eye. This produces the much sought after winged “cat eye” effect.
5. Curl your eyelashes with an eyelash curler and top off with 2 coats of black mascara.

Cheeks:

You will need:

Blush brush, Peach blush

1. Swipe some peach blush onto your blush brush.
2. Apply the peach blush to the apples of your cheeks for a healthy, natural glow.

Lips:

You will need:

Mid-tone pink lip liner, Raspberry pink lipstick, Small tapered lip brush, Clear lip gloss.

1. Filling in your entire lip area minimalizes fading, blurring and feathering of lip color. This greatly reduces the amount of time you’ll spend re-applying lip products and leaves more time for important things, such as blowing kisses to cute boys. Use a mid-tone pink lip liner to fill in your lips starting at the center of your natural lip line and moving toward the outer corners.
2. With a small tapered lip brush apply raspberry lipstick to the center of your lip and then proceed to distribute it over the entire lip area.
3. Finish off with a coat of clear lipgloss.

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Credits:

Photography:Umbriel Finite Images

Model:Meagan Kyla

Location: Buffalo, NY

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