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insane championship wrestling

31 Mar

On Sunday night, Angie and I had our first shot as official makeup artistes for Glasgow’s Insane Championship Wrestling. It took place in the ABC…

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… and the show was sold out.

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We didn’t end up doing that much makeup to be honest (hopefully for future shows, once people realise that’s what we’re there to do, we will be put to work a bit more), and as you well know, flogstars…  the devil makes work for idle hands.

Which means we had plenty of time to gawp at lots of fit, oiled-up bodies and take billions of selfies.

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We arrived around 4pm and had a bit of time to kill while everything was set up.  So we sniffed around.  Access All Areas means precisely that.

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the only thing stopping me from trying the belt on was the fear that I would be thrown in the ring if I did

We saw lots of stretching, massaging, greasing-up and rehearsing…

complimentary ass-massage by Leah Owens

complimentary ass-massage by Leah Owens

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… and seam-reinforcement.

There were lots of opportunities to meet-and-greet…

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flanked by Leah Owens and Carmel Jacob. Grr!

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Michelle McManus and me. My tooth isn’t actually missing, it’s just a shadow.

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… and even more time for crazy japes.

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As the venue filled up, it was time for the performers to get in the zone.  This involves a lot of pacing, pumping up of muscles by dropping suddenly to the ground and doing really fast push-ups, and muttering while mentally rehearsing signature moves.  Last-minute application of extra oil is optional.

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… And then, it’s SHOWTIME!

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It’s not pretty, but it is spectacular.  Already counting the seconds til the next one at the end of April.  Giddy up!

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Time for some AC/DC, don’t you think?

 

 

 

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patience is a virtue…

9 Mar

… unfortunately not one of mine.

I must thank YOU, dear flogstars, for your patience while I just don’t post.  I hope you are getting your fix/keeping abreast of all things Imogen Maxwell over on my Instagram and Facebook, which have been more requently updated than this poor neglected flog.

I have been busy doing lots of exciting things, so I have lots to show and tell you – sadly I have also been very busy doing lots of shitey boring things like working, doing homework etc so I haven’t had much time to flog it all up for your reading pleaure.

This week just gone was the Glasgow School of Art Fashion and Textile show, held in the new Reid building.

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Myself and classmate Angie were the ones liaising with the organisers at the art school on behalf of our class, and if anyone ever asks YOU to take that task on, I highly recommend you scream “NO” in their face and run far and fast in the opposite direction.  My grievances are college-related and shall be detailed in GREAT detail in my evaluation of the whole experience, which is the final part of this assessment, so you shall be spared, flogstars.

Anyway.  Despite all that, the end result – the actual catwalk show itself – was a resounding success, very professional-looking, and received national media coverage for days.  The fashion and textile designs were stunning, and everyone behind the scenes (the fashion students, models, organisers, hairdressers) was a pleasure to work with.

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Everything was alright on the night, as they say – and that’s all that actually matters.  And ON the night, it must be said, I really enjoyed the work, the backstage atmosphere, and being part of such an interesting and creative production.

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So here are some photos for ye.  Annoyingly I don’t have the designers’ names etc so I’m not sure who did what, but these are just to show the overall feel of the show anyway.  If you’ve come across this and know who I can credit for any of it, drop me a line!

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space was at a premium so we ended up doing makeup in the corridors

space was at a premium so we ended up doing makeup in the corridors

 

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walk-through to check timing

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Angie doing between-show touch-ups

Angie doing between-show touch-ups

waiting to go on

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view from the makeup room upstairs above the catwalk

view from the makeup room upstairs above the catwalk

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Ciao for now, flogstars – I’ve got so much homework to do I think I might go and have a little cry and eat some chocolate.

 

eyeliner is not just for eyes

22 Feb

I know I promised you a juicy flog post all about my long weekend in Denmark, but…  The vodka and energy drink has erased my memory of most of it, and my camera had a nice relaxing holiday in Kastrup airport’s lost property office for the whole 5 days I was away, so there is no pictorial evidence either.

Apart from phone-photos.  And this is the type of photo I take on my phone.

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So today’s flog post is STORY TIME, from the What I’ve Learned archive.

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This, flogstars, is a photo of my free ticket to the Steel Panther concert.

Irene and I didn’t have regular tickets, because we’re fucking hustlers and also really disorganised and forgot to buy them in time.  So, humiliatingly, on the night of the concert we were stationed out the front of the venue, next to a bunch of strippers handing out flyers.  (The strippers were handing out flyers, we weren’t.)

We were begging people on their way in to the venue.  Irene and I were hoping people would have spare tickets to sell.  One person had one.  One.  So we bought it for 250DKK, then swiftly resold it for 300DKK because we are dirty dirty scalpers.

We wisely used that 50DKK profit to buy two mostly-empty beers (pictured) from a couple who had already been inside, and they also kindly threw in a look at their wrist-stamp too.  I scanned the stamp with my photo-laser eyes, took my eyeliner out of my purse and replicated it on our wrists.

Then we marched right on inside with our beers held high to signify that we had already been in, flashing our ‘stamps’, and quickly melted into the crowd.

we knew our place: up the back BEHIND all the paying-people, spending lots of money at the bar to atone

we knew our place: up the back BEHIND all the paying-people, spending lots of money at the bar to atone

Stealing from performing artists isn’t cool, kids, but the fact of the matter is that I am practically a shareholder in the Steel Panther franchise, having paid to see them live thrice and having bought five copies of their first album and 3 of their second album (I’m not even kidding – copies for each vehicle in my fleet plus gifts to friends).

So while I’m not suggesting that you start pirating about all over the place, that’s how to sneak in if you ever have the need.

Next in the What I’ve Learned series: How To Get Backstage.  Here’s a sneak preview.  Step one – have blonde hair and big boobs.  Step two – just go back there, seriously, there’s usually nothing or no one to stop you, and if you’re not screeching/being a dick/stealing their beer, they’ll usually let you stay.

You’re welcome.

I did a makeup!

25 Aug

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There you go.  It looks better on my Instagram – are you following me?  Get on it.  www.instagram.com/imogenmaxwell

After all the chit-chat about getting into college and moving cities etc etc, we’re back to mucking about with the facepaint – the whole original point of this flog.

Here are the tasty boys from Jettblack with “Less Torque, More Thrust” to celebrate.

You can’t actually see them in that video obviously, so click here to be taken to some topless photos of them I just happen to have on archive.

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