Verve Tribal-- Promo shots, sword pics, outtakes
Last night, my loverly boyfriend was kind enough to take bunches of pictures of Flissy and I for various upcoming student and charity stuff, as well as us playing around with swords* AND all of the nutty outtakes that inevitably occur. Look, at least we didn't break down into the Sad Balkan Music of Forlorn Saloon Girl despair. SRSLY.
Promo-type Shots
To start, a happy accident: this one was way too dark, and I fiddled with the colors.
It is now my desktop wallpaper.
J was still fiddling with the camera settings here. Probably not useable, but pretty.
I love Flissy's RB-esque head-cheat thing here.
Hey look! It's the right side of my face!
This one is probably my favorite.
Outtakes
We are the last bastions of grace and elegance.
"Did I drop a bindi? I think I dropped a bindi." - Caption by Flissy.
Catch us mid-floreo and you get the Tribal version of "Stop in the Name of Love."
First of all, I love how perspective makes me look like Godzilla compared to Flissy.
Second of all... what the crap is going on here?
RAWR.
Beware the Great (Very) White Hunters!
Heh. Don't piss me off.
Verve Tribal means 'Cheez Whiz' in Ancient Aerobic.
Swords!
Betcha they didn't teach this in charm school.
A little blurry, but I love Flissy's expression here.
We are totally going to have to do more (and better) framing shots like this in the future.
Now, to start sewing a permanent brown-and-brass bra.
*Note: we are nowhere near ready to perform with swords. We've been working both together and separately to begin to incorporate swordwork into our vocabulary, but we have a lot of time (and many private lessons) ahead before we're ready to take sharp things out in public. But they are shiny, no?
To start, a happy accident: this one was way too dark, and I fiddled with the colors.
It is now my desktop wallpaper.
J was still fiddling with the camera settings here. Probably not useable, but pretty.
I love Flissy's RB-esque head-cheat thing here.
Hey look! It's the right side of my face!
This one is probably my favorite.
Outtakes
We are the last bastions of grace and elegance.
"Did I drop a bindi? I think I dropped a bindi." - Caption by Flissy.
Catch us mid-floreo and you get the Tribal version of "Stop in the Name of Love."
First of all, I love how perspective makes me look like Godzilla compared to Flissy.
Second of all... what the crap is going on here?
RAWR.
Beware the Great (Very) White Hunters!
Heh. Don't piss me off.
Verve Tribal means 'Cheez Whiz' in Ancient Aerobic.
Swords!
Betcha they didn't teach this in charm school.
A little blurry, but I love Flissy's expression here.
We are totally going to have to do more (and better) framing shots like this in the future.
Now, to start sewing a permanent brown-and-brass bra.
*Note: we are nowhere near ready to perform with swords. We've been working both together and separately to begin to incorporate swordwork into our vocabulary, but we have a lot of time (and many private lessons) ahead before we're ready to take sharp things out in public. But they are shiny, no?