There are some bloggers who do an amazing job of reflecting a variety of skin tones when sharing new releases from creators. I’m not one of them. I think my instinctual nod would go to Sydd Sinister. There are probably others.
I’m always impressed with the amount of effort it takes to make a gorgeous contact sheet style post showing all the options with a skin or hair release. I decided to shake myself up and choose a totally different skin tone for myself, simply because in Second Life we can be whomever we want. Continue reading →
Yes this is all for me, but the caloric intake required to support keeping this mesh body rendered is outrageous. We fashion bloggers we have to eat a lot. It’s like the opposite of real life. If we don’t eat tons of food we melt back to Ruth.
It begins with the clanging of an emotionless metal heart. The banging and clanging wakes me from my otherwise peaceful slumber and reminds me, it’s Saturday. This is perfect because this means I don’t actually HAVE to do ANYTHING. Continue reading →
Having a social calendar is suddenly making my SL a busier place, and I’m loving it. Except for one thing. I’m TIRED. Cajsa and I were out this weekend and reminiscing on the so many parties we used to throw and attend, and how much time we used to spend together and she remarked “Yes, you never slept.” I guess that’s true. I was younger, or stupider (more stupid for the literati). Continue reading →
I’m pretty excited as we’re heading right into the holiday season full steam ahead. In the US we have Thanksgiving tomorrow which is in fact THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS no matter what the scrooges say. It’s that most wonderful time of the year of good cheer and family and friends and WONDERFUL THINGS ABOUND.
Alaska Metro is participating in a “new to me” event (hey it could be new, or old, I don’t even know) called SAD NOVEMBER. Why so SAD November? I’m sort of ok with November really. Thus far it’s treated me better than September and October so I don’t have this Sad November thing in focus.
“It’s sweater weather,” my mom would’ve said. She would be right. A cool crisp breeze blows across Juicy and I realize I’m ready for pumpkins and cozy fireplaces. I’m ready for the oranges and browns and even the much maligned pumpkin spice. Continue reading →