It's time we classed up our act here at Dr. Sketchy's! No more vulgar glitter parties or fawning odes to pop culture. Let's get all cultural on yer ass with the lovely Sequinette!
In a gauzy, classical music-filled tribute to the Violin! And Women! And other abstract concepts! Photos by Dr. Simon, of course.
Molly Crabapple and I. She beckons you ..to enter her web of sin! But don't go in!
Man, 3 sentences and I break the sophisticated mood. A new record! All profits from this session went to fight breast cancer for the Keep-A-Breast Foundation. So we have that going for us at least.
Happy belated birthday to me bitches! Dr. Sketchy's fell on my exact birthday, so we brought in two models, glitter and gift-wrapped just for me!
The luminous Amber Ray Machine Dazzle Of the Dazzle Dancers! All Amazing! All Glitter! All Over! Thanks to Dr. Simon for the photos and the Graduation-Party-Acid-Trip set design.
Your hosts presenting a prize, a fine free tank top! The wonders never cease at Dr. Sketchy's. Note the crown. It is an evil omen.
With the dollar falling faster than a drunk frat boy off a roof, it helps to be reminded of the one sound investment left….
Gambling, baby! Vegas is the only economic market that makes sense anymore …and who better to lead us into venality and depravity than Pandora and Nik Sin?
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With Molly Crabapple out of town, we here at Dr. Sketchy's can do whatever we like. Like a tribute to illict substances and 1930s drug culture! And who better to kick the gong around with than our very own Maui Wowie; Melody Sweets!
Aloha oh boy! Melody left us dazed and confused to say the least.
She looks like she's casts a spell, here.
Your chemically enhanced host, John Leavitt. One set of glasses
Happy Birthday Everyone! We had multiple celebrations at Dr. Sketchy's this week, from birthdays to bachelorette parties. The bodacious birthday babe Akynos precedes over the frivolous festivities.
After the stage-dressing orgy of last week, we needed a return to basics. Girls in hot red outfits with Rockabilly
Do my eyes deceive me? It's Delirium Tremens as the spirit of absinthe itself, The Green Fairy! Le Tourment Vert was kind enough to sponsor this, our most drunken session ever, providing art monkeys with 100 proof shots of wonder.
Your thematically colored hosts! If you saw me stagger down Grand St covered in glow-in-the-dark stars, you have Le Tourment Vert to thank.
Strange absinthe delusions courtesy of Ms. Tremens
