Lately zombies have been on my mind. Mostly because I’ve spent a lot of my free time in front of the TV binge watching episodes of, “The Walking Dead.” I know… I’m like the last person on the planet to realize just how great this show really is. However please allow me to reiterate what the fanatical masses have already been telling everyone. “The Walking Dead,” IS AN AWESOME SHOW!!! I implore anyone who is a fan of apocalyptic entertainment to watch it immediately. Of course this last statement is futile since the majority of people into horror have been being entertained by this show for about nine years already. Again, I can be a tad slow on the uptake of this type of thing. Shoe shopping takes up a lot of my time.
However lately I’ve had nothing but time since I, myself, recently experienced, “the change,” into the undead. I always thought it would happen quickly. I never expected the metamorphosis to sneak up on me so subtly. Yet again I was wrong and last week I finally realized I had become a full-fledged zombie. Yep folks, it's flu season and I’ve been sick as hell.
Honestly there is nothing more poetic than being ill and watching hours of stories that revolve around the living dead. I couldn't help but compare my current state to some of the monsters in this show. I found myself thinking things like, “Huh…her complexion looks a heck of a lot better than mine. Wait...why can’t I achieve that vampy look with the rings under my eyes? Maybe I should try a blood red lipstick.” In addition, I found myself marveling at the energy the undead seemed to possess. I reasoned, “Okay so if the smell of human flesh doesn’t inspire me to run haphazardly down the street, perhaps a sale on the Free People website will at least lure me out of bed.” It simply doesn’t seem fair that a zombie possesses more motivation than me.
The reason I chose to pair this topic with the above photographs is simply because I took these pictures when I was just beginning to feel ill. Furthermore, I believe this is reflected through the quality of these images. To put it simply, these are not good glamour shots. These are, “Why am I out here in the barn freezing my butt off?…Oh my God, look how pale I am!…Ha! my face in that second to last picture looks like I’m going to puke!…Screw this, I wonder if Al feels like watching, “The Walking Dead?” pictures. While I’m not a huge fan of any of these images I felt like I would go ahead and post them since I'm so interested in zombies right now…and hey, zombies aren’t pretty. They do however have a fevered deadness behind the eyes that I believe is displayed quite nicely in some of these photographs.
I'm happy to report today I started to feel like myself again. I actually took blog pictures this morning, (which will be featured in a future post,) and found I was back to my own scrutiny filled standards. No more zombie eyes for this blogger!...unless the outfit calls for it, of course. Oddly enough, now that I finally feel part of the living again all I could think about was, "the dead." Due to the unseasonably warm temperatures outside, Al and I decided to get some much needed fresh air while cruising around town. The whole time I found myself commenting on how, “That abandoned parking lot would be an obvious spot to run into a flock of zombies,” and, “Boy, I wouldn’t want to depend on that chain link fence for protection during a zombie apocalypse. I just don’t think that baby would hold!” As I was babbling away Al just looked at me, partly annoyed, and said, “You must be feeling better.”
Sweater: Free People
Purse: Lucky Brand
Earrings: (Handmade by a friend)
Ring: Handmade (Purchased at a craft fair)