Open up and let me in It’s warm inside No deadly sin Have you heard me calling? Hot breathing Believe me I’m a fuckin’ heathen Hear my siren song and tremble Temple gates unguarded Fear my body’s instrumental Gentle never does it My sex never dies My sex never lies Leaking like a broken vessеl I’m bearing something very spеcial Have you seen the signs Of my Desire? I left out a light I’m alive A pagan idol Body’s built of flesh Debased I won’t speak for fear of libel But you can read it on my face My sex never dies My sex never lies
SuicideGirls… became famous for embracing beauty in every shape and form — meaning bodies covered in tattoos, having bright-colored hair, and being outside of traditional beauty norms were celebrated. The name comes from the idea that women who commit “social suicide” by being different come together.
A nation wide art-sleaze phenomenon.
It’s like a punk rock Vogue…with artful nude photos of women.
Fifteen years ago, a small-but-passionate community that celebrated beauty in alternative, pinup-style photography was born. It was called SuicideGirls.
They’re the girls next door - but more colorful and with better record collections.
SuicideGirls respond… in the best way possible.
The meeting place for people interested in alternative lifestyles.
SuicideGirls is as much about community as it is about naked photos of tattooed women.
SuicideGirls is redefining concepts of beauty across the globe.