Gwarskitty
Tuesday, May 3rd, 2005
A whirlwind of tornadic perversion, I will twist you, taunt you, tease you, and tempt you into my spiralling inferno of chaos and mayhem. Marked by photographers as a chameleon, I am a sinister, schizophrenic fetish fashionista who chugs Jack Daniels and races around on her motorcycle with the craziest and most rabid of kin. I am perpetually seeking to quench my thirst for adrenaline and to push creative bounds with art. Born to two Eastern European parents from the old country, I was raised to explore and embrace all stimuli that intrigued me. While most girls played with dolls and had sleepovers, I was exploring the chemical properties of ectoplasm and climbing trees to find spore mushrooms. I also really liked balloons, and I don’t mean in a bat-them-around-look-at-the-pretty-colors kids’ kind of way. I liked to stretch them over my fingers, smell them, and rub them all over my hands every opportunity I got.
It wasn’t until the end of high school that I realized I was a latex fetishist, and I knew it was going to be a part of my life for a great many years to come. I graduated valedictorian of my high school class, as well as my college class, donning purple hair and piercings all the way up my ears. I was into Lords of Acid, Thrill Kill Kult, and Sisters of Mercy, and at the same time I found solace in Verdi, Bach, and Vivaldi. I could wield a crop as precisely as I could prepare a tax return, and this dichotomy lives with me till this day.
I am your Bruce Wayne and Batman, your conservative career professional with a maniacal, curious dark side. I change my look from day to day, largely influenced by the sci-fi and horror genres. I wear a business suit to work every day and manage with the highest levels of efficiency. I am also a top who loves to get tied up in shibari, suspensions, and cinched in corsets. Traveling to Europe and indulging in Thai food are two of my passions. Now really, my dears, would you expect anything less from a Virgo? I am also an actress (both film and stage), a performance artist, and a writer who is working on compiling the essays I’ve written over the years into a sequential art book. My infatuation with life is surpassed only by my passion for creating provocative art. It is a part of me that I can not help but live, dream, breathe, and most importantly, feel. Come join me in my playground of perversion. Let me corrupt and confuse your dirty little mind. For this, my darlings, is only the beginning. Get to know the saucy little minx called Gwarskitty…your sinister schizophrenic fashionista awaits.
This site was designed for those of us who have an aesthetic appreciation of women who don’t conform to mainstream society’s ideal of beauty. A “Hotpunkgirl” is someone who flips up her middle finger at such standards and dares her own style in spite of what the popular fashion magazines tell her is “in.” If you’re hung up on compartmentalizing and your strict definition of “punk” doesn’t seem to match ours, you might want to check out The Captain’s Helm for a little explanation. Please enjoy!
