Shoetopia is open now, so grab a taxi to Shoetopia. A fun thing to look for are these glorious booties from Baiastice that come with three options, Charm, Prestige, and Glamour for all 18 shades. If you get the fatback, there are six bonus special edition shoes, 3 in lace and 3 in patent leather. Continue reading →
I went on a little adventure today, looking for something new to me. I stumbled into a carnival that reminds me a BIT of the abandoned carnival in The Secret World. I used to play that game with friends who are no longer friends, which is a sad state of affairs but when you deal with people who behave like “digital people” rather than real people, it definitely comes with the territory. Continue reading →
The theme for Collabor88 this month is StoryTime and the creations showcased are a rich display of folkloric traditions and influences. There is a lot of embroidery, a lot of beautiful colors and rich traditional fabrics. Sissy Pessoa ran with the idea into a more modern direction with this gown and capelet. It has all the traditional flower forms, but the dress itself is quite modern and made even more so in the sheer version.
This sign, a riff on the Borg’s mantra,made me laugh. I always just point out the Borg dies in the end. But I laugh because where I grew up, we competed against Fertile in sports and other competitions. More amusingly, Fertile happens to be just about 25 miles from Climax, another town we competed against. When you’re in high school, such things are hilarious and even to this day, pranksters add distance to Fertile signs to the “You are Entering Climax” sign and vice versa. By the way, whoever ordered “You are entering Climax” is my hero. That sign is gone now, replaced by the much less amusing “Climax Pop. 300” sign. Not that we weren’t without our own embarrassing names. A few miles out of town, there used to be a glorious road sign, “Bullshit Valley, Next Left” That was the name of the valley. That was the sign. When I was home this summer, I saw it has been “cleaned up” and now reads, BS Valley. I was disappointed. I did not live in Bullshit Valley, alas, and my dad only took that left hand turn every few years just because it was a pretty route, though it was gravel not tar. The road to Bullshit Valley is paved now. I am sure there’s a metaphor there somewhere. Continue reading →
Our web site was down. Somehow there was a virus in the database. Is that not the strangest thing? I don’t know if that would affect readers or not, but thankfully it’s been fixed.
I shot these pictures last week. I was still shocked by the Orwellian phrase “alternate facts” that in a healthy society would completely discredit the people who promote them. But, since people no longer distinguish between fact and opinion, alternate facts seem to be growing. Aldous Huxley, though, had the right idea. “Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
I told my good friend Sasy that I was bored and needed to zip up what I was doing and sharing here in blogland. She’s working on being more informative, sharing things and she wants to help improve your SL.
I have no such noble aspirations. I once wore a prim vagina on the outside of my pants for a week because I didn’t know how to cam. You’re on your own girls, I’m just too silly to be a great sharer of knowledge. Plus the stuff I learn in trial by fire is always the stuff I become GOOD at. You can ask Sasy that too, as I’m always asking her stuff such as “Why don’t my hands work right?” and she’ll reply without even looking at which version I’m wearing “Probably because you didn’t pick up the update from six months ago…..”
It’s good to have friends who love you despite the fact that you’re a flibbertygibbet. Continue reading →
I popped over to visit with Sasy and Mavi this morning and to behold the amazing new Lelutka build and I told them I was having a crisis. A HOUSE CRISIS. Why is it that just about every time I get my house sorted someone makes a new one and then I want that one?
I DON’T WANT TO SET UP MY HOUSE AGAIN.
Yet, I want this new house to be my house. It’s a trial I tell you, having too many options. Continue reading →