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September 30, 2005

Miss Susi Danger

It's Friday...and you know what that means (well, unless I have a burlesque gig and I'm out til the wee hours in the morning and I completely forget)...It's Danger Dame of the week time! Whoo hoo!

I'm really proud to have this gorgeous little vixen from Germany as our new Danger Dame! Sassy Miss Susi Danger is darling in her lil' Ring A Ding Doll Dress. This dame is beautiful, confident and kick ass...the quintessential Danger Dame! Without further ado, let this firey vamp steal your heart....

"Hi, I'm Susi, 17, from Germany, and I seem to be the only non-model here (yet). In my freetime, I like to sing, do Karate, drink cocktails and in general I love the 50's style. I'm reading lots of fantasy books. Rockabilly and Swing are my favourite music.

When I first was at the Danger Dame Site, I saw the Ring-a-Ding Doll Dress and fell in love with it. I gave my fiance very subliminal (as in very obvious) signs that I WANT IT! ;) And, oh surprise, he bought it for me. I was so happy, it's now the best looking dress in my wardrobe.

My dreams are not very unusual. Stay healthy, stay together with my darling forever, have a happy family and maybe become a little famous. ;)

Thanks Veronica, for letting me into this category and I wish you lots of success with your shop! Everybody should wear those, because the world would be a lot prettier, all running around in these dresses!
cheers,
Susi

A little famous? Honey, we're taking over! You start in Germany and I'll start here.
♥

Posted by Veronica at 01:05 AM

September 26, 2005

A Broad with a Gun

You don't wanna get mixed up with a dame like me...

So yesterday, I was kidnapped by that vixen with a camera, Viva Van Story and we raised hell all day long. By 1 o'clock, we were riding around in a bullet strewn vintage hotrod with Paul at the wheel, and Viva and I with the tommy gun and the 9mm beretta. It was a day a girl dreams of. You know, sailing along the open road in an old classic car riddled with bullet holes. *sigh*

The day also included old coca cola machines, a vintage bumper car, a garage full of sweet ol' hotrods and then some, peanut butter sandwiches, old one-car bridges ("It's OUR turn!"), and leopard interiors - need I say more?

Oh, yeah...how bout, a little spin the bottle?

Be careful...I kiss with my fists.

*smack!*

xxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxox

Posted by Veronica at 06:25 PM

September 16, 2005

Devon Danger

In June, I started talking (via email), with this brilliant artstar of a femme fatale in New Zealand, and I'm so proud to have her featured here as a Danger Girl! This kickass dame even plays guitar in a band (a fantasy of mine for forever) and has the face of a 1930s screen goddess. She's wearing the Lucy In Wonderland Dress, exclusive to my lil' boutique, Danger Dame.

Without further ado...introducing Miss Devon Danger!

I'm currently living in New Zealand, in a terribly small town, where i go to art school, working my way towards a bachelor of fine arts. Im usually more a pin-up artist than model, with all my painting being inspired by the 1930's - 1950's pinup artists like george petty, elvgren, bunny yeager and so forth. I also do alot of pinup photography, with my friends being more than happy to take the time to pose for me. I've only done a little bit of modelling so far but im finding it more fun than i imagined, so im hoping to start doing it alot more. When im not doing projects for school i design flash for the local tattoo parlour and play guitar in an all girl band.

Good luck with everything you're doing, Miss Devon Danger! Take on the world, Dollface!

Posted by Veronica at 07:47 AM

September 11, 2005

I will never forget...

On Wednesday, I was driving in the city and saw spotlights out of the corner of my eye. I just thought it was floodlights for an opening or something going on. After I parked and was walking to my apartment, I was able to stop and actually see them and realized what they where. They were the lights symbolizing where the Twin Towers once stood, illuminating the empty sky.

I started crying on the street.

Right now, as I write this in my journal, I can see those lights outside my window. The same view as the picture above, but only with two lights reaching up to the heavens instead. I have tried and tried tonight to write something to express the things I'm feeling today. And I looked at my entry from last year, and I realized that was what I wanted to say. So I am re-posting it underneath, because I feel it with every bit of my heart and soul. It is so important for me to remember today and to reflect. So much was lost, so much.

As I'm typing this and seeing those lights in the distance, I can't help but cry. With great sadness and a heavy heart, I'm re-posting:

Three years ago at this time, we were still innocent.

Today is a hard day.

The above picture is one I took out of my side window at my apartment on a beautiful sunset in July of 2001.

When I first got to New York City in 1998 and was going to college, I made my living working as a tour guide on the double decker buses. New York City has always been a love story for me. Full of history and stories, poetry and bustling life. It was a place I dreamed of coming to for forever. After being here for years, I never lost my wide-eyed innocence of the city. I worked the tour buses, crusing the circles and streets of the city over and over each day. It was during this time, I immersed myself even further into the structure of the city. The buildings were my friends, in a time when I was lonely - I had their stories and their history to build around me and comfort me.

On Summer nights, I used to sit with my legs dangling out of my window, wishing on the red blinking light on top of the second tower of the Twin Towers. It's hard to see stars in the city sky, so I would look towards the peacefulness of the blinking red light on that tower. It was the highest point in the skyline of the city. I imagined that everytime the soft red light blinked, a wish would come true to all of the dreamers who looked out their windows in the city.

Three years ago, they were evacuating us. I was crossing the Williamsburg Bridge on foot with hundreds of other people when I heard that tower with the blinking light fall behind me. I knew what the sound was. I knew the second tower had collapsed. I didn't even want to turn around and look. I leaned against the railing with people that I didn't know and we all cried.

I got my things together and went back to the nearest trauma hospital to the towers to volunteer. I will never forget that day. We waited and waited for them to come in. Anyone. Someone we could save. The firefighters returned with eyes bloodshot from liquid glass. A man from the Ironworkers Union, a big man, came to me looking for his friends. They had all rushed into the towers to save people, the towers started to collapse as he was helping people out. He got seperated from his friends and couldn't find them. I held him in my arms for a really long time. The world changed that day.

The next day their faces were everywhere. Posted on missing person posters lining the city streets. I wrote down their names in my journal. I didn't want them to be lost. Writing their names down was my way to try and fight against death.

I wasn't going to write anything today. It was just really hard. But this morning, I passed by Engine Company 33, who lost many brave men to September 11th. I sat there, across from the firehouse at 7:30 this morning, when I saw moms and little kids walking in, families of the fallen firefighters. I knew I had to say something here. Something for them. For Michael Boyle, for David Arce, for Shannon Fava...for so many others.

My heart goes out to you that have lost loved ones. My heart goes out to the fallen heroes and the people that lost their lives three years ago today. I wish there was something I could have done.

I will never forget you.

Posted by Veronica at 07:58 PM

September 09, 2005

Miss Janey Danger

I just stumbled in from the Save Lola Benefit and it was an absolute success! The house was packed for our dear Lola and also $270 was raised in the raffle for New Orleans. Thank you, thank you and thank you to my dear friends and co-conspirators that came out this evening. I have the most dangerously sexy friends ever and I hope I left cherry red kiss prints all over your damn faces.

Now, it is technically the wee hours of Friday morning, so...drumroll, please...
Introducing the divine Miss Janey Danger from Australia. Janey is wearing her sweet lil' Casablanca Dress (on sale now! Whoo hoo!). Janey kicks ass because I asked her if she could find insane Australian backgrounds for her pictures and she did. I mean, a friggin' huge acorn and a pineapple. It doesn't get better than that.

Janey lurks in downtown Brisbane, Australia where she is best known for her exotic bass stylings fronting her band, The Janey Pelvis Project. Recently she has taken to spending inordinate amounts of time driving a peanut sized car around Australia and having herself photographed in front of big fruit landmarks. She also holds down a day job as a cranky old philosopher.
Love and thanks to the sublime and utterly dangerous, Miss Veronica for ensuring Janey is well dressed in all of her pursuits.

Janey...next time I get to Florida, I promise I will take a picture in front of the gigantic ice cream cone. Just for you.

♥

Posted by Veronica at 01:19 AM

September 07, 2005

Donating

I haven't written lately, because with everything going on in New Orleans...I'm not quite sure what to say. Looking at the grand scope of the tragedy, it makes me feel unbelievably powerless. My heart and all its good wishes go out to the people and animals affected by the hurricane. I wish I could wrap you all up in my arms and keep you safe from any more harm. I wish I could go there and help out, like my amazing friend, Slim will be doing at the end of the month.

I was trying to think of other ways to help and I've donated to both the Red Cross and the North Shore Animal League Hurricane Katrina Rescue because its important to remember that both humans and animals were affected by the tragedy in New Orleans. But I want to try and do more...so until the end of the month...10% of all of my sales at Danger Dame will be donated to Katrina Relief. So pass the word around, I would like to make a really good donation on behalf of the Danger Girls. Also, there is a burlesque benefit in the works for the victims of Katrina and I'll let you know about that as soon as there is a final word.

Speaking of burlesque benefits, burlesque superstar and a friend of mine, Lola Ramona, recently had all her things destroyed when a fire in her building set off the sprinkler system while she was away and she needs help getting back on her feet. We are all happy that she is safe and sound, and now we're trying to get together and help her out! This benefit was planned before Hurricane Katrina happened, and afterwards, Lola insisted that we give all of the raffle (and a REALLY good raffle it is) to the Red Cross for Katrina Relief.

TOMORROW NIGHT! THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8th at 10pm
at the Lucky Cat Lounge in Williamsburg, Brooklyn
245 Grand Street between Driggs and Roebling
More Info here: Save Lola Burlesque Benefit

So, if you're around, PLEASE come down. It's to help our good friend Lola, who is seriously an amazing and kind human being. PLUS, you get to see some damn good burlesque. I hope you can make it.

Love to everyone...

Posted by Veronica at 03:25 PM