Monday, February 7, 2011

Rhoda: The Beginnings....

I have TWO, That is TWO entries for the giveaway so far (really, you guys? Only two of you are serious about Rhoda? Everyone likes floozies and everyone likes zombies.. what gives? This prize is as good as solid gold! It will likely appreciate in value like crazay). You have 5 days (Saturday) to try and usurp the sock zombie doll from Vapid or DBS. I will at some point on Sunday have Neily McSweetums pull a name from a paper bag and announce it here on Monday, VALENTINES DAY! See? You could get a Valentine in the form of a sock zombie floozy from me. Imagine how wonderful!

I challenge you to top DBS's entry. It's inspiring AND hideous. Not that Vapid's alligator/baguette photoshop isn't really moving but DBS baked... and this is hilarious to me because he taught me Art & English at my ridiculous, small town High School. So basically he is responsible for me being able to write anything. Baaahaaaaa. That's his legacy now here on the internet. He should probably look into writing a book or something.

Another bit of info related to High School- The Town Mayor taught us social studies when he wasn't skipping class to go jogging and introduced us to the indefatigable Mr Ralph Klein. Oh the hi-jinks! My dearly departed Grandpa slammed his hand in the door at a gas station once by accident. I should really put this stuff in a different blog entry. Res-pek, Mr M! It does tie-in, though because his wife taught home-economics and is responsible for teaching me to sew. In the end I passed Social Studies with flying colors and nearly failed sewing. Go figure.

AnyhOOooooo.....

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And finally, the making of Rhoda:

Like most things, Rhoda began with a mouth.

At this point, Rhoda was androgynous. I found the perfect sock (new sock) and turned it inside out. I pinned the mouth onto the sock to find the ideal location for it. Rhoda was almost a pink sock zombie with hearts all over her, but it just wasn't corpse-y enough.

Upon stuffing Rhoda, it became obvious that Rhoda was a woman zombie. A rubinesque floozy woman zombie. When the zombie plague hits, nobody is safe. Not even rubinesque floozies. Especially rubinesque floozies.


This is nearly the first time I've ever sewn boobies onto a sock. What's a floozy without her boobies? Washed up. That's what.


I found some perfect whiteout eyeball buttons in a bag of buttons that I got at Value Village once. I knew buying buttons in a warehouse style thrift shop would pay off one day. Her mouth was sewn on and I began the painstaking task of threading each hair and sewing in a lovely head-gash. Rhoda was infected via bite to the head. I embroidered on some nice greenish rotting flesh all around it.

I decided to just use one tooth.

*Note: I made the tooth myself. It's sculpey! Formed by my hands and baked in my oven.

I also made her severed arm myself and sewed it in. I burned it (um.. by accident... but it was a happy accident because zombies totally burn their protruding arm bones sometimes). I also made her a nice trampy dress out of another polka-dotted neon sock.

She got a fashionable hairstyle..


She got a new broken heeled shoe (I made it) and went a little overboard at poker night.

Oh Rhoda... you've overdone it.

Hehehe.

So don't forget to enter by Saturday!

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