She didn’t just pose with the bike—she owned it, the sleek curves of the bike echoing her own. Every glance over her shoulder, every arch of her back was an invitation laced with danger. The sun dipped low, gilding her skin as if even daylight couldn’t resist lingering. She was the woman your mother warned you about—the kind that could make you forget your name with one look, and your limits with one touch. A siren on asphalt, she wasn’t there to be tamed—she was there to make you surrender.
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.