JIMMY VARGAS..."TALLULAH'S BOUDOIR"

The Jimmy Vargas teaser to his music video "Tallulah's Boudoir" from his multi-media DVD installation  "Torchin' at Tallulah's", featuring his forties fetish muse Natassia Minx.
Filmed by Jimmy Vargas and Peter Moore.
(C) St.Syr 2010

The Fascist weave of Men's and Women's 1940's fashion.

The fascism of forties politics and war voiced itself in the fetishment of mens and womens clothes.
The pared tencil coutoure of a man's suit for example.
The Pin stripe can be so regarded as a martiallised jail bar, the pegs pleats, razor cut as a Sabre or a rifle fusillade, all promoting a discipline of thought, productivity and process.
Women's attire also bespoke of the same rigidity.
The lingerie particularly.
In fact acting as weapons of mass sexual destruction.
The Girdle, a Maginot line of negotiation,
The brassiere as an warhead
Hosiery, adorning the gam too as a missile.
Its' top circle halo can be so viewed as a ring explosion of that of an atom bomb.
Hosiery itself a sensual invidious  totem, a passageway of death, as a man is lured along its highway, to be eventually succumbed into the billow clouds of a woman's 'underneath'.




(C) JIMMY VARGAS...2010
Photo by Robert Taylor / Jimmy Vargas, from his 'Torchin at Tallulahs' multi media dvd. 
Out now on Research Publications.

NATASSIA MINX's TWILIGHT HAUNTINGS

Natassia is also deployed for extra curricular activities of suggestion.

One evening you may find her manipulating the front window of Bullocks with 40's mannequins shilling the Dior in a retrospective hallelujah to the return of the New Look. 

The next night she may well kamikaze the Virgin Megastore, perhaps to resuscitate Sinatra out of the $1.99 bin, gluing the disc inside all the D.J. console players, so the hip jocks have no choice but to capitulate to an 24 hour Salute to Frankie day till they can find replacement players.

(C) JIMMY VARGAS 2005 / 2010

(From the JIMMY VARGAS Book "Torchin at Tallulahs"

Multi media DVD out now on RESEARCH PUBLICATIONS.

Photo by JIMMY VARGAS / ROBERT TAYLOR)

THE GNOSTIC FETISH OF MISS NATASSIA'S VESTMENTS....(2)

Those shimmering noir stockings that snake her limbs are seamed as a mandallah of the black silver cord, the life-force which caches our specialized soul caste from aeon to aeon.  

Her gorgeous gams, hosiery and skyscraper heels, such perfection that they are, are so regarded as the totem, the flag of our cause, that we even have a silhouette of those, her silk limbs on the top of all letterheads, in our earthly correspondence.

Her soft pink Girdle of Venus, that binds her womb is both a sash declaring dark re-birth, and also acts as an astrological appointment, that protects her as she flitters between the veils of the earth, the sun and the moon, the galaxy of Saturn and Jupiter.

(C) JIMMY VARGAS 2005 / 2010

(From the JIMMY VARGAS Book "Torchin at Tallulahs"

Multi media DVD out now on RESEARCH PUBLICATIONS.

Photo by JIMMY VARGAS / ROBERT TAYLOR)

JIMMY VARGAS...SINTRODUCING THE MUSE OF TALLULAH'S BOUDOIR

The terpsichorean muse, who assists me in the day to day affairs of TALLULAHS inc, is the very divine Miss Natassia "Minx".

In her former American incarnation she was feted as Joan 'Kitty' Bennet. 

Joanie was a celebrated Hollywood soubrette herself, who had once strutted and slinked the Scarlet Streets of Los Angeles during it's gilt epoch, and as a result of exercising her free libidinous nature beyond the leer of the lens, tragically endured a righteous basting by the Hollywood machine that pimped her as such, and she was inevitably served up as a Sancta-Martyr-Harlot to low Pentecostal America and the Hearst tabloids that bayed blood and brought about her very public broiling.

Joan / Natassia's spirit has neither weathered nor withered however, but beams beatific as a glorious icon of forties fetish.
Because of Miss Natassia Minx's unique pedigree of glamour and noir as exercised in both private and public life, (for instance her ‘hosierotique’ domination of onscreen Romeos such as Warner Brother's Edward G. Robinson, and her very public cuckoldry of Husband / Director Walter Wanger,) she has earned the highest berth in my Tallulah’s Boudoir corporation, as the patroness of Hollywood Mannequins and Den Mother of all the showgirls we have here in our cabal.

Pictured in traditional gold sepia is my muse in her original incarnation as Joan Bennett out at the Academy Award 1941 with producer / husband / cuckold bait /  Walter Wanger.

And the second sepia blue pix of her as Natassia Minx in Astral form. Pixed by myself with a 1946 Capotromantic camera.

Oh yes, you may note that the treasured chinchilla coat she bears on her alba shoulders goes everywhere with her. It was a staple of her wardrobe in both her former flesh life and now in her new Ghostess incarnation as she haunts across the Hollywood death veil.

© JIMMY VARGAS 2005 / 2010

Excerpt from his Book “TORCHIN AT TALLULAHS”

Available as an E-Book on his multi media dvd “TALLULAHS”

(RESEARCH PUBS…SAN FRANCISCO)
Sepia Blue Photo by JIMMY VARGAS / ROBERT TAYLOR

The Lure of the Forties Siren...JIMMY VARGAS & MISS NATASSIA MINX

From that first day I drew breath once more in this gimcrack life, I ached to get back to the under-veil world of Los Angeles 1947, and my past unresolved one.
AS i have successfully done so
One could say I have recreated that world with my Records, Movie installations, E-Books, and forties fetish loops.
But the trick is that I haven't recreated it.
 I've crossed the astral, and caught it on film, voice, shudder and shimmer as it is.


My real home is not the smog sprawl of 2010 L.A., but it's sub-atomic world of gaudy burlesque neon, cracked cribs, and the sordid skid saloons of Fifth and Main. 
The nineteen forties still vibrates in the fifth dimension, humming in the astral vapours of present day Los Angeles, and cat-walking through it all are Divine Strumpets in Balenciaga cocktail dresses, silver fox tail, and sinful black stockings, proclaiming the divine gospel of the femme fatale.
The veil is open to those such as I, who are au fait with the special enochian keys by which we can unlock its arcane tumblers, and  invocate it's damzelles,  
And it was there I found my latest fetish muse Natassia Minx. 
A mannequin and striptease artist, Miss Natassia's gossamer voice masques another.
Hollywood Forties Sirene Joan Bennet.

A distillation of her spirit, gilded in celluloid flesh. 

When one witnesses her latest performance as divining muse in my dvd of 'Torchin' at Tallulahs', one will be bewitched by her insouciant and chilling striptease.


Madame's ecdysiact is in fact the way the sacred satanic art was so designed.
Ethereal, intangible, melancholic and laced in saucy sophistication, with a hermetical heat that as she divests her garments, raises not only lust, but a cleaving in the soul of the viewer.


Why am I always drawn by the lure of the Forties Siren as Miss Natassia Minx?
Because she is the metaphysicalisation of the striptease.
And since the striptease is one of the tenets of my diabolic religion and faith, it is only fitting that I enplace an elegant stripteuse as Miss Natassia as its' muse and goddess, and empress of my own church
But Miss Natassia is more
She is a beautiful death, that I not only conquer, but have as my escort, a wife of the veils, who is always there.
She never seeks earthly gain, just the seed of it's worship.
Thus I huckster her image, like a peddler of the narcotic sinthesia of the holy black hosiery.
To keep her and my ghost world alive 
That others may fall addicted at her heels.
And she forever lives on the forties veil, dining on the orgasm of her flesh lovers adoration.


(C) JIMMY VARGAS 2005 / 2010
(From the Jimmy Vargas Book "Torchin at Tallulahs")
(Multi-media DVD out now on RESEARCH PUBLICATIONS)
Photo by JIMMY VARGAS / ROBERT TAYLOR