To start the second act we were shocked back into reality with the aptly named Vivid Angel; I leaned over to my date, “Just warning you, she might hammer some nails into her face,” and she squirmed, ready to turn away. Draped in floaty white fabric and face covered with silver glitter mask, Vivid Angel stalked the stage and then revealed her Fairuza Balk-esque face. I squinted through the rock light show and whispered to my friend, “I’m pretty sure her costume is pinned to her body…” Layer by layer she removed her costume which was indeed held in place my little silver pins, each being placed on a metallic table at the back of the stage, presumably to be used again. Vivid Angel spun around the stage with all her might, thrashing and twirling to a souped-up class concerto before dousing herself in glitter and pricking her tummy with her costume pins.
by Rubyyy Jones
Saturday October 1st, 2011
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