|This is when the screaming starts...|
|Maybe we could just wait fifty years...|
But that left us with no way to age Stacey. After a little bit of looking around, I found a very insightful tutorial for applying old age stipple, and it seemed like something Sean or myself could do without too much difficulty. It's just this liquid latex stuff that you sort of... stipple onto the face, and it creates this wrinkly layer on top of the person's skin. Like when you used to rub Elmer's glue on your hands in grade school.
|Time in a bottle... Only backwards.|
Banner Elk done and over with, last night seemed like a good night. Who does anything on a Wednesday anyhow? And so we broke out the nice brushes we'd picked up the night before, our liquid latex old age stipple, and my face. Sean started dabbing the stuff on, and my eyes almost immediately started watering. It smelled like he'd brought back a fish from a vat of chemical waste and just started rubbing it ALL up on my face. He was using a brush to apply it, but pretty quickly it started to ball up in the bristles and ruin the brush. Supposed to use a sponge, I guess.
|Maybe he's born with it...|
|Vaudeville is NOT dead.|
|Steven Tyler doesn't seem to care for his new haircut...|
|nonaC, the camcorder of choice for L. Frank Baum's The Wonderful Wizard of Oz...|
|"I TOLD you you shouldn't pick at that, man."|
|It's really surreal to have David Cronenberg direct a scene in your life...|
|Some of the newer Pokemon just feel lazy...|