Jeffree Star

can you say about Jeffree Star that hasn't been scrawled in blood and other assorted bodily fluids in dirty bathrooms all over the southern United States, or said by the whorish super promoter himself, or written in countless internet paparazzi blogs, or dreamt about by millions of teenagers and just as many adult closet mannequins?

about that blasphemously he calls himself “Jesus Christ with fake eyelashes” alone has created a massive network of a six hundred and twenty-five thousand teenage girls and punk/scene kids all over the globe; that he has almost 25 million profile views in less than 2 years, that he has had an enviable 27 million music listens in the past year an a half alone; that he does makeup for the Hollywood elite; and that maybe he's more down to earth and approachable than most would think.

Half super bitch and half mega cunt. He is a self admitted boyfriend thief and makeup addict, he is a photo junkie and designer clothes slut, he is brazenly sexual and openly subversive; he has become a role model for the new post 911 America.And Post 911 America is where we are at. Haters beware, there's more to Jeffree Star than makeup and well coiffed hair, more than the space age Teflon personality from which he deflects bullets and bombs faster than super heroes in the movies.

Easily one of MySpace's most identifiable names, Jeffree Star, 21, carries the torch as an "internet celebrity," “the queen bitch in the underground” but with an upcoming record and television show, it's only a matter of time before ‘The Queen of The Beautifuls’ shatters the underground and emerges as the new face of exquisiteness in American pop culture. Star has also been quite an avid reader since disconnecting himself from the Hollywood club scene, which played a vital role in jump-starting his career as a celebrity makeup artist at age 16. "I always had a fake ID," remembers Star. "Now I'm already over it. It just gets so old. Everyone's like, 'Oh, I love you!' Then when you walk away, they're like, 'Fuckin' bitch!' It's like, 'Gimme a break!'

wasn't born beautiful. He scratched, screamed and screwed out an existence from the back woods of Deliverance amidst the surfers and tanned plastic whores of rural Orange County in California. Star was able to mollify his obsessive complusive disorder with his mother's makeup and fineries and eventually this quiet desire for beauty got louder and louder; from this grew his unnatural and many say unholy desire to take over the underground. On weekends, Jeffree hit the Hollywood clubs, where he would dress in outlandish mini dresses and 9 inch high heels. This is where he met Celebrities that loved his makeup work and tapped his number into their cell phones. While other kids where studying and doing homework, Jeffree was in mansions and music videos, doing makeup and making tons of money.

Eventually, his club going discipline worked to his advantage; suddenly everyone knew his name. Everyone was everywhere, claustrophobic, smothering, and strangely and perpetually, comforting. Everyone wanted a picture taken with him and everyone wanted to know where he was going next. He now attends shows and kids maul him. He gives out more autographs than bands, and he spits more profound makeup advice than MAC or Revlon.

Jeffree Star rise to fame has long since given his solemn nod to Andy Warhol's 15 minutes. While the internet took over the world in 2000, his stardom has grown since then and continues.

The latest news for Star is a soon to be announced TV show, a brand new album and so much more. His songs have been played on MTV shows like "NEXT" & he guest appeared on America's Next Top Model, appeared in magazines such as LA Weekly (cover story), Swindle, Venus, Frontier's, ID, Daily News and countless more.. It's clear that Jeffree Star is much more than just another pretty face, the stoic battle to remain at the top is ahead for him, so stand back or be eaten, or worse, be gored with a vicious stiletto heel.