Cold house, white light Yellow lamps and black in the skies Full holes in deep brown eyes I sing you a song that I think you'll like And we walk to places we always go A million faces, I don't know I say the words I always hope that your heart is racing (Even though) The way I stand The way I sway The way your hair coats in the rain The little lines that written on your face On the winter nights when you come and stay The way you hit me when you wanna fight The way I'm young, the way I cry The way I love rose with the ties But we know it won't make up every time
SuicideGirls… became famous for embracing beauty in every shape and form — meaning bodies covered in tattoos, having bright-colored hair, and being outside of traditional beauty norms were celebrated. The name comes from the idea that women who commit “social suicide” by being different come together.
A nation wide art-sleaze phenomenon.
It’s like a punk rock Vogue…with artful nude photos of women.
Fifteen years ago, a small-but-passionate community that celebrated beauty in alternative, pinup-style photography was born. It was called SuicideGirls.
They’re the girls next door - but more colorful and with better record collections.
SuicideGirls respond… in the best way possible.
The meeting place for people interested in alternative lifestyles.
SuicideGirls is as much about community as it is about naked photos of tattooed women.
SuicideGirls is redefining concepts of beauty across the globe.