|star vivian lynn pfefferman, unaware of approaching doom|
It’s little more than a weird coincidence, but it is a surprising one considering how I and everyone else in the online world forgot about these photos until now. However, it did remind me of this project that I did more than a decade ago...
For the sake of posterity (and because October is the month we revel in all things spooky-scary), here are the rest of those photos.
|vivian lynn pfefferman, more aware of approaching doom|
|vivian lynn pfefferman, wondering when the mail will come|
|vivan lynn pfefferman, pretending she can read|
|vivian lynn pfefferman, doing her best fay wray|
|best friend patsy pickett, suffering the fate of all slasher movie besties|
|the creature (again)|
|vivian doing her best IKWYDLS-era j-lo-hew|
|vivian, doing janet leigh|
|vivian, learning how to scream in a shower|
Note: Yes, that is me, fourth from the bottom. No, I don't know why I look like that. Yes, the photos are, in general, very yellowish, but only in mind does it make me look like I have jaundice. No, I don't know why my lips look so pink. I let someone I thought was good with digital photo editing do the color correction — in fact, because college, I paid him in liquor for his services — and I did not question it at the time. Yes, I had hair. Yes, that is a puka shell necklace. No, I do not have any excuses.
Also: No, I don't know why we had that mask or the hatchet.
Regardless, as one intrepid reporter once exclaimed, “Deja voodoo!”