The Mannequin Head

My most recent photoshoot. I was going for a gothic 1920’s classic edge with a sadistic twist. Let me know what you think! 

Model, Makeup, Styling, & Photography: Gino Baileau

My latest shoot for my Facebook Fanpage to celebrate that I’m so close to 1,000 fans! Right now I’m at 966 fans…please like my facebook fanpage to help me get at 1,000! LOVE YOU! <3

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https://www.facebook.com/pages/Gino-Baileau/143280625715958 

P.S.— I’m loving this bun on me, what do you think? #AlmostTooChicForWords.

Latest shoot of me. Arabian Princess. 

Model, Makeup, and Photography by Gino Baileau (Me)

Clothing: Ciano Von Jo, “Guilded Wonderland” 2011 Collection

Models and makeup: Kenneth Crowder & Gino Baileau 

Photography: Gino Baileau (Me)

My best friend and I were bored one night. At two in the morning, we started doing crazy makeup, by three we were shooting, and by four we were finished. Working with a magazine recently, I felt as though I’ve become stripped of my creativity. Then I do what I want, magic like this results, and it reminds me of why I do all of this in the first place.

Here it is, the first song from us! “Over My Dead Body” by The Mannequins. Hope you like! Recorded with Good Life Entertainment by Luis A Toranzo, and beat produced by Dj Joshua Massive. Hope you like!

Band members in order from left to right: Ciano Von Jo, Gino Baileau, and Khai St. Lawrence. 

Lyrics:

(B. O. D. Y Mannequins)

Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)
Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)

Baby if I show you this much
Tell me can you look, not touch.
Control what you gonna do, do about that?
Control what you gonna do, do about self-control?

Baby listen hugging and kissings what you’ve been missing from the start
It’s getting late and you keep on waiting anticipating your favorite part

Chorus:
My body, my body, my body my (Don’t you want my? Don’t you want my?)
Body my body my body my (Don’t you want my? Don’t you want my?)
Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)
Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)

Baby if you want it that bad
Maybe you should have cherished what you had
Control what you gonna do, do about that?
Control what you gonna do, do about self-control

Baby trust me even though you lost me you can watch me all you want
It’s got to pain you. Going insane, you’re ready to faint to watching me flaunt

Chorus:
My body, my body, my body my (Don’t you want my? Don’t you want my?)
Body my body my body my (Don’t you want my? Don’t you want my?)
Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)
Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)

I know you have a fantasy of me up in your mind
Thinking I’ll come back to you and give you all my time
I know you have a fantasy of me up in your bed
Sure, baby, one day maybe when we’re cold and dead.

I’m so happy that you caught me in the middle of this after party
And I’m so happy that you want me leaving with you…Over my dead body.

Body Body Body Body
Over my over my dead body
Over my over my dead body body body (body body)

**Song written by Khai St. Lawrence and Gino Baileau
Recorded with Goodlife Entertainment
Beat produced by DJ Joshua Massive**

Parking garages really creep me out. I’ve been wanting to do a shoot in one for a while, and I finally did.

Photographed: Jovon Marciano, designer of Ciano Von Jo. 

View his Tumblr at http://concreterunway.tumblr.com/

When you live a life like Jovon and I, there’s a constant sense of eyes watching you. Though we’re all alone in this wide open space, It’s simply not just the two of us.

Everyone dreams of fame and fortune, but we musn’t forget that it all comes with a price. For every deep, round spotlight that strikes your skin, there lives millions of eyes watching—waiting for you to fall. America loves a good tragedy. 

The brighter the spotlight, the more people talk. Because of this, there are several misconceptions about me. For example: Because I am not smiling, I am unhappy. Because I wear makeup, I want to be a woman and get a sex change. Or my favorite, I am always in fashion for attention. Most people believe that in front of the quick flash of the camera, I am wearing a mask. Anybody who knows me personally can testify that I am this person every day. The mask does not come off. However, in the beginning, I thought they might be right. When the lens focused in on me, I would often ask myself, “Should I be him?”. Then, there came a point where I quit asking myself that. 

The spotlight follows me everywhere; even home I know it does. And when you’re constantly in the public eye, people begin to think you’re not human. They imagine us to be a robot, or a caricature of a human being. To me, there is nothing wrong with being a robot except for the fact that nobody wants to fall in love with it. People can judge and formulate opinions on me all they want, but it’s impossible to understand unless you’ve lived it. 

When you were a child, did you ever put your arms out and spin in a circle really, really fast? That’s what fame is like. It makes you crazy, it turns your world upside down. But if you’re not careful, if you don’t keep your eyes on something still, you can lose your balance. You can’t see that you’re about to fall. 

But I won’t fall for anyone.