Cigarettes are to Brian Viveros‘ chicas’ lips as heavily mascara’d eyelashes are to their eyes — absolutely necessary and essential to their fetish-fueled rebellious masochistically hedonistic lifestyle and look. Black eyes and bruises, blood and bandaids, cigarettes and scissors,  bullets and bustiers, tights and tattoos, flowers and fingers, military and mickey mouse — love her lust her, she’s far from lackluster with the most luscious of lips. There is an obvious sense of self-destruction and pain in these gals but instead of it hurting them or rendering them vulnerable, they do it and take it with utmost bravery and pride. That’s just how they live.