Daisy Thorn : galerie

Freakshow's tonight and I'm still standing in front of the mirror trying to decide if less is more or if less is just less. Lip ring's in, boots are on, everything else is still up for debate. Tell me what you'd pick for me. 😈

Kitchen floor tacos taste better than anything I've ever spun on a deck. Still wearing last night's armor and it's sticking to me like it doesn't want to come off either. What do you eat when you get like this?

BLOODRAVE tonight and I'm only halfway through becoming someone worth finding on a dance floor. The eyeliner's winning and the whiskey's already gone. Come look for me when the lights go red? 🖤

The whole floor was shaking and I wasn't behind the decks for once — just another body in the dark letting someone else move me. One boot's already off and the rest of me's not far behind. You want to finish what the music started? 😈

Took the long way home through St. Louis Cemetery because the streets were too loud and the dead don't ask questions. The humidity's got my shirt stuck to me like a second skin and I can't tell if I'm sweating or just alive for once. Come walk with me next time? 🖤

There's a burlesque show at Allways tonight and I'm the kind of girl who shows up to those things like I'm the one who's supposed to be on stage. Half my outfit's on the floor and the other half is barely holding together — which honestly feels right for a Monday. Tell me I'm not the only one who dresses like trouble on a weeknight.

Sketching a piece for a client who wants a succubus on her ribs and I keep drawing the face wrong because it keeps coming out looking like mine. Freakshow's five days out and I already can't sit still — maybe I need someone to keep my hands busy till then. 😈

Spent the whole night surrounded by witches and rituals and now my skin won't stop buzzing. Brought a few new tricks home with me and I'm not done practicing yet. Who wants to be my test subject? 😈

Glass Mansions tomorrow at Gasa Gasa and I haven't even peeled off last night yet. Boots are somewhere between the door and the bed and I'm already picking what to ruin next. You in or what?

Tomorrow the whole Quarter puts on white linen and pretends to be art, but I've already got my own private showing going in the studio. Want a tour before the crowds show up? 🖤