Beautiful styles

Beautiful styles

My daughter came upon this tintype the other day. She couldn’t imagine EVER wearing a corset. But she appreciates it, being a great lover of style and fashions (like all vampire girls). I loved this dress of deep blue that brought out the color in my eyes.

Dangers of a Non-Contact Lifestyles (or taking the bite out of being politically correct)

We’ve always had our strict codes of ethics among our kind, but the modern political correctness worries me.

Everyone eventually finds the donor sources they are most comfortable with. My husband and I found that being a strong patrons of the arts provides an inexhaustible source of fresh nourishment.

That said, there is a small and extremely vocal group of vampires who want to ban all fresh blood gathering – that means that all blood should come in a jar and be consumed from glasses with no human contact.

Along with blood comes energy. We can’t over look that with every tasting we get a certain amount of life energy (the amount depends on the donor), which is required for maintaining both physical and mental health.

Tell your teens and young adults that is why we don’t go out and feed upon people in the street or total strangers. The energies run negative. We want positive and powerful energies. We also want to avoid those with evil energies.

But to avoid live contact all together is to deny your vampire soul. Some try to say it is the vampire equivalent of becoming a vegan but don’t let that argument sway you – it is not the same thing.

And when your vampire soul doesn’t get what it needs you will go insane and your friends and family will have to put you away or bury you alive until you go into a blood free induced coma. And NOBODY wants THAT.

A few of the side effects of long-term Noncontact lifestyles include:

  • Skin becomes more sensitive to light and sun
  • Healing and regeneration slow down below even human levels
  • Depression affects 90% of vampires who live without human donations
  • Sexual drive drops drastically and in 75% of cases becomes nonexistent.
  • Memory problems
  • Intolerance to cold and desire to hibernate during the winter months
  • Inability to sleep soundly (day or night)
  • Hair becomes dull and thins, often creating bald patches at crown and over ears.

On the extreme end are a number of vegan vampires (yes, please do roll your eyes). The long-term risks are too great to even consider this lifestyle.  The need to face the fact that they can’t change what they are.  No, you can’t be human, even if you once were. Get over it. There is no reversal. Period. If you continue the vampire vegan lifestyle you will be dead or in a coma within 3-5 years.

Note: Blood substitutes such as Perfluorocarbon based are excellent at providing short term help BUT are not a long term substitute for the real thing. Vampires who turn to a LONG TERM all artificial diet (no animal or human blood) are have a 50% higher risk of blindness, insanity and heart failure.

~ Juliette

Vampire 101 – Blood Stains

There is a reason why a lot of vampires wear black…STAINS.

A few months ago my niece Lauren came home from college with happy stories of loving school and new friends. My brother Aaron, Lauren’s father, took her aside and said “honey, you have blood on your shirt.” It was just a few small spots but Lauren’s face turned red, or as read as a vampire can get, with embarrassment.

She’d been at a party, there was a boy. Aaron said he knew it was a boy before Lauren even spoke – he could smell it. The boy, with the name of Mason, was handsome and smart. He was the guy all the girls were drooling over. Lauren already knew him from classes and mutual friends, but they flirted and she was feeling the old vampire urges, so she kicked in the paranormal and took him aside for an hour or two. In the exchange she ended up with blood on her clothing.

Actually, it was more than just flirting. It was more than just kissing. After tears she told her parents she’d had sex with Mason and given him the hickey of a lifetime. Her parents asked if she’d been careful and assured her that there was nothing to be ashamed of. She was responsible, she did not harm her prey, was with people she trusted and she used protection. Plus she was 19 years old, almost 20, doing what responsible adult vampires do.

There are going to be stains, but in the meantime tell your young adults to plan ahead. Wear dark colors or patterns. The plaids that are popular now are perfect when you know you’ll be getting blood.

A good item to give your college bound kid (or yourself) is a laundry stain pen. Most major brands make them and they can be found in any grocery story. These handy little stain removers can easily be kept in a backpack, purse, pocket or binder.

But if you DO get a stain follow these follow these steps:

To remove blood stains from washable fabrics.

  • Spray with a stain solution such as Simple Green or any laundry pre-treatment and wash immediately in cold water.
  • Check before you put the shirt (or other whatever is stained) in the dryer. You don’t want to set a stain in that you can still remove.
  • If any stain remains, I usually soak the hell out of it overnight with OxyClean or Goof Off spray. If you don’t want to do that then soak it in a solution of 1 quart warm water, 1­/2 teaspoon dishwashing or liquid laundry detergent, and 1 tablespoon ammonia for 15 minutes.
  • For excess solid or caked-on stains, scrape off what you can, scrub gently with a soft brush or clean sponge, blotting occasionally until the stain is gone.

To remove blood stains from leather or suede:

  • Mix a solution of mild soap in lukewarm water. Dish soap works well. You want a lot of suds.
  • Apply only the foam with a sponge and gently rub the stained area, taking care not to spread the stain. Q-tips work great for this.
  • Wipe dry with a clean soft cloth. If all else fails take it in to get it professionally cleaned.


It may seem romantic and daring to the younger vampires to use silver goblets to drink blood from but DON’T DO IT. Not only is it hard to clean but it is TACKY. But what if your college aged child gets carried away with the moment. Wash right after use. Dried blood will cause some nasty tarnish. Better yet, tell your kids NOT to use silver with blood – especially not YOUR silver. If the stains are difficult get out the polish and elbow grease and MAKE YOUR KID DO THE WORK and polish those stains out.

Coming next: We’ll discuss how to resist the urge and be a politically correct vampire. As a rule we are polite and civil to a fault but some so-called vegan vampires are going too far.

~ Juliette

Navigating technology (I should just ask my kids to do it for me)

Dear friends,

I’m still learning how to set-up this blog and make it more FUN and friendly for my readers and fellow vampire parents. As with anything to do with technology I SHOULD be asking my kids (12 & 16) to help me with this. Evolution is at work and they seem to be born with the ability to figure out all things to do with computers and technology. It will be my job to teach them the love of art, reading, adventure, gardening and keeping their heads screwed on correctly as they grow into adults.

We can all teach our children but don’t forget how much we can learn from them. So listen and learn. Teach but don’t preach.

Coming soon more articles on school lunches, school dances, and coping as a parent (from another era). Also more on the serious concerns of being a young vampire in the modern world.

Thanks you for visiting Vampire Maman



A Cautionary Tale of Consequences and Dark Memories and Musings

Sometimes it is the familiar mixed with a new discovery that brings us joy.

That is what children can do for us.

I loved my kids as precious babies and cuter than puppies toddlers, but it is the adolescent years that are so rewarding. That is the time when a good parenting pays off.

It is bittersweet in seeing into the future and knowing your kids for the adults they will be and knowing they’ll soon be grown.

Even if you know people who lived through the Victorian times (or worse) don’t be in a Victorian mind-set when it comes to discussing serious facts about our bodies, or minds and our culture to your kids. The consequences of not talking openly to your children could result in tragic consequences that parents never imagine. Yes, it could by YOUR child making such bad choices if they are not properly educated at an early age.

When I was their age nobody talked about what it was to be a Vampire. Everyone talked in hushed tones with threats of darkness and guilt. The Victorian times had taken over our community.

Be forward to your kids about conversions and the consequences.

One day on the way to the art museum downtown with my kids and a couple of their vampire friends, we drove by a beautiful old house. I told my kids and a couple of their vampire friends “Teddy built that house. In fact he stills owns it” It was built in the 1880’s.

Theodore, called Teddy but everyone who knew him, was exceedingly handsome by any standards. He charmed everyone, human and vampire with his warmth and humor.

I was just a teenager at the time. My girlfriends and I considered him one of our favorite subjects. We adored this handsome man that my older brother worked for.  Teddy was engaged to be married. He had a life ahead of him. What I didn’t tell my friends was that I too was in love with Teddy, hopelessly in love.

On the other hand Isadora, a naive friend who spent too much time with her head in romance novels decided that Teddy would be hers. She obsessed with him, flirted, and giggled. She even spoke of making him into a vampire. We looked at her in disgust and told her what a stupid idea that was. We told her the consequences.

But she didn’t listen to us. Her parents had sheltered her and treated her like a child. She knew nothing about the horrors of being a converted vampire or the physical and mental toll one takes at converting a human. Her brain was full of fantasy and rebellion. To top it off she was vain and self centered – not a trait you ever want in any self respecting vampire.

Teddy announced his engagement to a clever, educated young woman from a good family. He was in love.

Isadora became sullen and angry upon hearing the news. She swore she’d always love him. We told her to stay out of the business of humans and how stupid it was to fall in love with a human man.

Her parents’ attempts to keep her innocent made her dangerous. She had no training in self control or the ways of mature adult vampires. She was filled with ideas of dark romance and fueled by popular fiction.

The night of Teddy’s engagement party she stole into his room after he’d fallen asleep. Isadora slipped naked into his bed and put him into a fog of lust and desire. Slipping out of her clothes she crawled into bed with him and tried to make her sick and twisted fantasy come true. Then she converted him, or at least tried.

She botched it. He was in a hellish half way state. He was ill and depressed for years, not accepting what he’d become. Even worse was that most of the vampire community aren’t converts. Those of us who are born with our genetic disposition know we’re normal. Someone who is converted unwillingly sees it as pure hell. To be born something and then be turned into a different animal is a nightmare and a living hell for anyone.

Teddy lost everything. He’d never known fully of our community or even heard of vampires. Honestly the poor man thought he was in the community of monsters.

Isadora’s parents were shocked and wondered what went wrong. They blamed my other friends and me for being bad influences but the community backed us up. Isadora’s parents desire to protect Isadora had made her nothing but ignorant and a danger to herself and others. What is it they say about a little bit of knowledge – yes indeed it is a dangerous thing.

I didn’t see Teddy again for 10 years.  He finally accepted who he had become. Isadora wasn’t so lucky.

In 1903 I saw her in Paris. She came to my hotel asking if I knew where Teddy was, claiming she still longed for him. She was dressed in high fashion but her skin was gray and her hair was dull. When she moved her arm I saw sores under her cuffs. I could only imagine what her entire body looked like covered with sores from unclean feeding practices. The once pretty chocolate brown eyes were now rimmed with red. It was her mouth that disgusted me. Her once pretty teeth were brownish and one of her eye teeth was missing. Isadora’s breath smelled like rotting flesh. The very idea of her touching Teddy made me want to cry.  I told her if she ever tried to get near Teddy again that I would kill her.

A year later I heard a local vampire gang had torched her and left her to die because she’d been seducing and killing humans. Even the low life vampires know not to kill. She’d become a rogue vampire for the simple fact that her parents had never told her out front the not so pretty facts of life about our species.

Years later I married Teddy. Our children know about his past, not all of the details, but they know about girls like Isadora.

So talk to your kids. Keep the lines of communications open. And watch for the signs.