life, the universe, and donna

So last night, I was dicking around online and saw a request for a model by a VFS Makeup Design student who wanted to do a bald cap on someone. Well, heck, I work just down the street from VFS, so I volunteered. After hashing out the details, we agreed to meet after work and it was on.

Hayley is absolutely lovely, and explained that she didn’t want to do a standard bald head, she was more interested in an “alien” style head. Well, sweet! (Sadly, my request for Conehead was denied. Alas.) She was trying a new technique she’d seen, and apologized for any mistakes. What, like I’m going to notice mistakes? Pfft. I get to be bald!

So first she did this twisty hair thing and put the bald cap on and glued it down. That pic was actually taken a few minutes later after she trimmed it back so that it wasn’t covering my eyes. Being able to see is a good thing. Then, through the magic of chemicals, she melted the edges so that it blended into my skin.

And then… a little makeup! And really, who needs eyebrows anyway?

Yes, that is cotton in my ears. The next step was airbrushing and to be honest, it seems like a terrible idea to spray paint ones eardrum.

Once the airbrush came out, Hayley started getting fancy. You know how Bob Ross would draw those amazing paintings and you’d think “there’s no way to improve on that” and he’s going on about adding a happy little tree? This was TOTALLY all about the happy little tree. Without my glasses on, I can’t see shit, so I couldn’t tell what Hayley was adding. For all I could tell, she WAS adding happy little trees. She’d change color, I’d shrug and assume she knew what she was doing, and then I’d hold up my glasses and be all “whoa, cool! this is the most amazing thing ever!” …and then she’d add more paint, and I’d be “holy shit, before it looked like crap, THIS is the most amazing thing!” … over and over.

Seriously, though? This really is the coolest thing ever.

We stepped outside, took a few pictures of her handywork, got a few great looks. And then went inside to peel me out. Sadly, I couldn’t take it home. Too bad, I would have LOVED to have walked home with it, but some of the glue requires fairly specific solvents, and unless I wanted to have my eyebrows glued down for the next month… she had to set me free.

After a lot of scrubbing and more wetwipes than I have ever used in my life, I became blue-free. Damn. But seriously, that was frigging awesome. Somehow, makeup students get BORED of being models. HOW IS THAT A THING?

Full set of photos here!