Amanda Palmer in Santa Fe

Last night I went to see the kick-ass, lovely Amanda Palmer in Santa Fe with

nmsunbear and her delightful hubby. The opening act, The Dirty Novels, were well and truly under the delusion that they were in fact The Rolling Stones. The music was good, but the blatant style ripoff was very amusing. Amanda took the stage around 8:45ish and played a nice long set despite the fact that she was getting over the flu from hell. She'd start a song's piano intro, open her mouth to sing, then cough. Poor lady. But she soldiered on, and even played the ukelele some. My favorite song of the night was actually a new song about a trout heart that beat two minutes after it came out of the fish. She was apparently staying with Neil Gaiman when Neil decided he wanted to cook some trout, so they went to a trout farm near his house, and the song drew from that, as well as a breakup she was going through at the time. Hopefully, it'll be on her next album. Anyhow, thumbs up for Amanda Palmer and thumbs up for new friends and good company.

Here was yesterday's makeup experiment... a little bit subdued as I was already wearing a lot of color in my outfit... a red tank top and a vivid yellow sari skirt.

Eyes: Stila in Sun, Urban Decay in Last Call, Aromaleigh in Party Dress. Lips: Aromaleigh in Wallflower.