Never too young to start

At a sprightly 72 years young, this lovely lady strolled into Courtney Jane Maxwell’s studio, TRX tattoos and piercing in St.Louis, MO, and got herself a brand new nostril piercing.

It’s good to remember that the modified community is probably the most diverse one on the planet.  People young and old are bound together by the desire to change themselves to who they feel they should be.  And while she didn’t get anything considered “extreme”, I’m sure for her this was a significant event in her long life.  If anything, it put a smile on her face.

She’s a unicorn

A wise man once told Siobhan that she must be a unicorn because he had never seen someone as perfect as her.  Granted he was specifically talking about a couple of her assets, but she’s still pretty awesome. These photos in particular show off just how stunningly gorgeous she is, the second one in particular just screams “sultry vixen”.  Her husband is one lucky guy.

Not surprisingly, she makes an excellent addition to the BMEGirls Gallery.

And here’s a peek at the assets in question.

Photo credit goes to Ron Douglas.

Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing

I am alone. They have gone into the house for breakfast, and I am left standing by the wall among the flowers. It is very early, before lessons. Flower after flower is specked on the depths of green. The petals are harlequins. Stalks rise from the black hollows beneath. The flowers swim like fish made of light upon the dark, green waters. I hold a stalk in my hand. I am the stalk. My roots go down to the depths of the world, through earth dry with brick, and damp earth, through veins of lead and silver. I am all fibre. All tremors shake me, and the weight of the earth is pressed to my ribs. Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing. I am a boy in grey flannels with a belt fastened by a brass snake up here. Down there my eyes are the lidless eyes of a stone figure in a desert by the Nile. I see women passing with red pitchers to the river; I see camels swaying and men in turbans. I hear tramplings, tremblings, stirrings round me.

-Virginia Woolf:  The Waves

IAM: EvanxBurke

Turning the other cheek

One of the rarer piercings that pop up in the galleries are dahlia piercings.  While we see cheek piercings from time to time, dahlias seem to not be as prevalent.  Below is a young lady sporting dahlias by Brian Sane from Sink the Ink in Doylestown, PA.

You can see more of this beauty in the cheek piercing gallery.

I’m pretty sure she’s wearing false eyelashes, because if she isn’t I know a bunch of people who will be extremely jealous.

New Year’s BMEBoy

Well for some odd reason, there aren’t any heavily modified babies to have as the BME New Year’s baby, so you’ll have to do with a BMEBoy instead.  Now, as the baby is normally portrayed pushing aside an old man with a beard, it’ll be only fitting if Evan here were to start growing his beard again for the new year.  Who knows, maybe by this time next year he’ll have himself a nice epic beard to help usher in a new BMEBoy for 2012.

Among Evan’s many piercings are his stretched lobes, a few nostril piercings, a medusa, a large gauge cartilage piercing, and while you can’t see it, he’s also got himself a fairly large septum.

“Every natural fact is a cymbal of some spiritual fact”

This, ladies and gentlemen, is Adhara.  She’s a member of the Lotus Dance Studio Troupe, a tribal belly dancing group, and recently performed at Camelot Days 2010 in Florida.  Not only do we have a couple of pictures of her, but after doing a quick google search I was able to track down the performance where the photos were taken.

Skip to 1:45 to see Adhara’s performance

Now the markings on her face are just paint, but her labret, industrial, nostril, and other piercings are real.