Alisa Daglio
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Virgin Island-born music video director, congressionally decorated trainer, and Triple Crown masters bikini bodybuilding champion. Lover of steak tartare, 1970's Pontiac Firebirds, Ray Bradbury, comics, and punk rock. IG:@addmusicvideo
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When an "Ordinary World" Becomes Extraordinary
Growing up, my Grandmother Winifred was the only person I knew who had cable television. I tried to visit her as often as humanly possible because I loved her but more importantly at the time because her home was the only place I could access my childhood obsession… with MTV. Once I was confident that Winifred was tucked safely into bed at night, I would sneak into the family room and binge-watch my favorite channel until the sun rose. Somehow she always seemed to know that I was spending too many hours in front of "the idiot box" (as she called it). Experience taught me that the only time I could be stopped was while she was awake. So for eight solid hours a night, I was free to transfix myself with MTV and pray that I would catch any of the videos masterly crafted by Australian powerhouse director Russell Mulcahy for my favorite band Duran Duran. Deep down inside, I knew that I had found my calling. I wanted to be the one filming from a helicopter as members of Duran Duran ride elephants along the golden sand beaches of Sri Lanka! I longed to craft concepts with my favorite band, wearing post-apocalyptic avant-garde couture while braving Road-Warrior-inspired scenarios in the Australian desert sand dunes of Cronulla! Winifred could not possibly understand that I was not just blindly "checking out" in front of the idiot box but rather studying… for my future as a Music Video Director.
By Alisa Daglio5 years ago in Motivation
The Singing Ice
I cried to the first responders to let me see them and officially say goodbye. Over the years, I've learned to imitate appropriate feelings rather than experiencing them for myself first hand. Not much has changed in my heart. I feel the exact same blank emotions I did when they were alive. My parents have always been cold. Now, as I gaze down upon them, they are a different kind of frozen. As they lay immobile, icy, and blue, their newly found solidified condition seems more true to form. Dead people are just more honest. They are what they are and nothing else.
By Alisa Daglio5 years ago in Horror
