Welcome To Gutterpunk Journalism
Jeez, so much to do, so many things happening, so many things I'm
making happen. But also so many migraines and sickness in the last week, I'm feeling pretty weird and wired and accomplished but impatient.
My job is neat and doing what it should, no troubles there. So little, in fact, that I'm actively perusing new avenues (because apparently working eight different jobs as designer, tailor, photographer, photoshopper, customer service person, model, internet presence and shop maintainer and decision maker isn't enough).
I'm deciding between learning to be a dog trainer, working in a shop / studio as a photographer or as a designer in another firm.
I also just received an offer to publish my photographs as an ebook. Which I'll probably do because it doesn't really amount to a lot of work for me and is a nice little addition. Why not.
Right now is a great time for new things because Anthracite kind of busily buzzes along. If I take it easy on creating new stuff (and with close to 100 products in the shop, it's okay to take it easy), I can focus on other things which will eventually benefit me and my work.
Speaking of which, I'm excited to announce a new shop page specifically for
Special Offers!

This means you can get items at very reduced prices and also cast your 'votes' regarding which items should be added to the collection and permanent shop range.
SPOILERS! (Click to view)Special offers are lower priced oder reduced items.
Some of them are single pieces or where simply sewn once too often in a previous order. Some have tiny faults or are only available in one size. Others are selected to see how well they are received by customers before adding them to the permanent range.
In any case they are usually offered only for a limited time.
The items are described as exactly as possible and shown with additional photos. Most of them can be tried on in Berlin. If you still have questions concerning them please send them to info@anthracite.de
I can't believe the last time I posted pictures was in october?!
Here:








The following two were semi specified, I'm not sure whether I like them or am bored right to death:










Ordinarily, I try to break apart blocks of text with pictures or blocks of pictures with text because no ones concentration can stay alert otherwise.
So I'm typing this to break the monotony and inform you that those where just the pictures of last year, now come the ones I did this year, and I'll be talking about the pets at some point.
Oh, and images taken from the last two shoots are also in the calendar, of which I still have the very last 20 for 14,90e.
Obviously, selling the very last ones when it turned february is increasingly difficult, but I still really want to not throw them away but get as much together as possible to donate to animal welfare. And it's YOU who makes the difference when buying one. So do it, NOW. ♥
That ponytail was fake:








I got a new Thompson Keillager (whatever that is in english, a bottom bracket? No, the bracket is just the Lager... whatever, I can't get wrapped up in marginal translation detail right now.)


and if you are in contact with Anthracite on facebook then you know I post little snapshots of what I'll be working on at any day:




Oh, I am very proud to have been asked to contribute a photo to Stop Killing Dogs:


here
active against the dog slaughter in preparation for Fussball.
This was "my" park the other morning:


and these were ten minutes in the kitchen:


as you can see, the trouble with my rearranged place is that when using the webcam, it looks as if I live in a dump. The trouble about the rest of me is that my hair is a mullet.






Oh, speaking of which, I rearranged my work place and it now looks like this:


We ate corn on the cob on nails the other day (completely pragmatic) :


and I tattooed Eric again:


Stu is stu-ish as usual:






and the other day, I caught him with a center parting and felt so much like the mom of a teenager. Stop wearing that dumb hair, Stuart!


In other news, Horace's paws have healed up perfectly! Remember they looked like this a few months ago due to what we finally learned to be food allergies:


and you can see here that not only is he my perfect little light test model, but his paws are splendid!


other than that he's enjoying himself as usual:




(he's just not really good at catching. At all. Ever.)
And a while ago, his cuddle piranha suffered a horrible accident:


Then my niece and nephew were around and Horace wanted to eat their shoe:


Not sure if I mentioned it, but I finally tattooed "garconne" on my arm, which seemed overdue and appropriate:


And did I ever show you the "mini-boob-igel", as in mini boob hedgehog, because mini boobs look just like hedgehog noses? There you go:


Oh yeah, and this Before / After at a party a while ago:


Okay, that's all, bye.
The FAQs:
Remember, if you know me and see I've forgotten a crucial question, please tell me.
SPOILERS! (Click to view)Temper, how come you speak english so good?
It's "well". I speak english well.
My mother is german and my father american. I have dual citizenship, grew up bilingual, and have no discernable german accent. I do however pronounce a few words differently. I blame this on an environment in which when I speak english, it's not with americans of one single region, but to any english native speaker from anywhere in the world, and any traveller who's second language it is.
I was born and raised in Berlin but spent a great deal of time in the US, I visited my relatives regularly when I was a kid.
Before you ask, I'm not telling you where from my father is, it's embarrassing.
...
Ok, no. Not from there. Not there either.
Ok, it's in New England.
In a two hour drive radius from Boston. I'm not divulging any more, but people there are fat.
I am interested in some items of clothing you make! Where can I get them?
Thanks!
Until I get the shop on
my website running, you can check the
Ustrendy Store for the items that are currently for sale.
If you have any questions about them or other pieces you have seen in my pic folders, just
send me a pm.
You're pretty, can I get you to model for me? I have this great idea.
Probably not, since a) you're not near me and too poor to pay a flight, or b) chances are I won't agree that your idea is that great. It just has to be more interesting than anything I've done before, and of high photo quality. If you cannot offer this, please refrain from asking. If you can, I'll be delighted to hear from you and think you're grand.
What do you do in your spare time? Let's chat!
I have no spare time, and no. I have no AIM, messenger, anything. It sucks away your life and I waste too much time anyway.
I sew clothes, take care of Horace, have sex with
Inge random hot strangers that
aren't really as good are
perhaps stunning in an unexpected way the cause for me currently saving myself for the antichrist. No, really.
And then things happen to me, of which you can read in my journal. Most probably, there is nothing else I feel like divulging to you, but thanks for asking.
Are you a dude? Drag queen? Tranny? Post op? Pre op?
Alas, no. Although I reeeeeally like the confusion my appearance causes.
I'm a woman, always have been, probably always will be. All women in my family are like this ~ we have symmetrical features, next to zero body fat and gain muscle tissue quickly when exercising. My super glamorous grandmother bragged about her biceps and instructed me how to superbly show it off on her 72nd birthday.
Come on. Can't you show your pussy at least once to prove that?
No.
I don't show pink in my sets. My pussy is sacred, only I chose who sees her and who doesn't. If you want to know what she looks like, be super hot, very awesome, extremely enticing and in my area, and I will show you. Gladly.
There are however one or three pictures in my folders that allow a glimpse.
Should any further questions arise, I hereby refer you
to this set.
*gasp!* Is it true that you are married to super hot pornstar SG Adria, the beautiful waif with pastel colored mohawk and big boobs? The one who is Zak Smith's girlfriend and I would sell my grandmother to even kiss her tiny toes?
Yes. Yes I am.
We married in Disneyland, after being picked up by a limo and picking up select porn star guests, Adria delicately puked into a champagne flute that was passed to me in the back, where I emptied it out the window, I was blindfolded until the very last second when I was bumped into the most insane ride on the planet, and we said: "I do!" and kissed while being penetrated by
It's a small world after all, then we went on Space Mountain and saw fireworks and I decided I wanted a job as some Disney character, just because it seems like an easy job when drunk, and the entire time, we looked like post apocalyptic cinderellas in dreamy dresses of vulgar fake pearls, organza and tulle. And duct tape.
The simple plan.
Thank you, Zak.
Why do you keep declining my friends request? I paid four dollars!
Probably because you've never bothered to introduce yourself and your profile reveals either nothing, or that you are either boring or dumb. Or a spamming hopeful.
That's basically it. Oh, and if you keep requesting, I'll totally make fun of you in the germany group. It brings lulz.
Leeet meeee intoooo theee Germany Groooooup!
*sigh* Please read the group rules, adhere to what is written, and reapply. Quit whining.
Why are you such an arrogant and judgemental bitch?
I don't really feel I am, however if it's the case, then presumably just because I can.
No really, you can't be like your internet persona. What are you like in real life?
I'm like Eric Cartman if he was hot.
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