Tag Archives: Belleza

Space Love

There is a gift to making houses. I’m so spoiled and picky that once I find myself in a house with poky walls where I find my camera running into trouble regularly, I abandon them post-haste. I can’t be bothered with houses that I can’t cam about in comfortably.

That’s probably why, despite some fun shaped rooms that might seem to be potential camera problems, I am in love with my twin treehouses.  I make the living/sleeping quarters in one half with an alcove for my bath, and the other house is solely for kitchen and dining. It’s a bit like a summer house with the kitchen separate due to the heat. Continue reading

One For The Literati

Books are the thing I don’t do enough for myself any more. I used to always be reading something – sometimes more than one something. Now I’m thinking about reading something, but rarely am investing in myself that time. I wish I were, I wish I hadn’t lost that time doing this, that, the other thing. But life gets in the way doesn’t it? Continue reading

I have loved the stars too dearly

I've Loved the Stars Too Fondly

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Most of us have an atavistic fear of the dark. It makes sense, many animals hunt at night. While we may hunt by day, at night we are the prey. I have always loved the dark, though. During the day, the lake I grew up on would be busy with people fishing and waterskiing. I have had more than one daytime close call with a speed boat driven by reckless people who never think to look for swimmers. I loved to swim in lake at night when the boats were silenced and sleeping, put to bed for fear of being run aground in the narrow lanes between the islands. While there might be a few hundred people on the lake during the day, at night I was often the only one. Of course, it was never quiet. There were the frogs, crickets, owls, timber wolves and best of all, the loons, all competing for lead vocals in the nightly concert.

We were in the country so the moon and stars reflected and refracted in the waves. I would swim toward the ribbon of moonlight even knowing I could never catch it. I suppose it was my own brand of recklessness, swimming alone for hours among the stars, but it was magical, too. Sometimes I pulled out my canoe and paddled so i was lined up with the moon’s reflection and then jumped in, diving down to the touch the bottom of the lake which never got much deeper than forty feet. I liked the deep water where the lake bottom was made of marl rather than muck or clay. Something about swimming in utter blackness captivated me and I never felt afraid.

I've Loved the Stars Too Fondly

I miss living by the lake and going swimming. Lakes in Oregon are glacier fed and not really suitable for swimming. That has not stopped me, but in water that cold, you can’t laze about in the water and drift. You can’t lay back and let yourself sink into the inky water and pretend you are floating among the stars.

Of course, standing on Kalopsia’s broken floor is not exactly sinking into inky depths either, and I am standing, now swimming, but I am eagerly waiting for sun to set and for the evening chorus to begin. I am with cranes instead of loons and they are paper (from DDD for Collabor88), so they will be unaccountably quiet. If they could speak, however, they would rave about my adorable dress from ur.favorite.one (u.f.o.) that is at Collabor88 this month.
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Summer Slumber

I hate it when I wake up suddenly in a strange place. Sometimes I’m unsure where I am and it can be quite confusing. I had a good three days at the beach, relaxing while my typist was away but it would’ve been perfect had not storms blown in on day two. Continue reading

Mini Vacation

My typist is going away for a few days so I told her that I would take a vacation too. I wanted to go somewhere unusual, and lucky for me Trompe Loeil has this new Outcrop Hut for a perfectly outdoorsy but restful few days away.  Continue reading

Start Your Day With Whimsy

So much to do today, I need to pack for a trip for a few days, I need to blog, I need to just do all my SL things but I decided instead that brunch with Whimsy had to come first. We plotted and gossiped the way women do and moaned over how we’d like some eggs benedict in real life now that we’ve been teased with it in SL.  Continue reading

Sun Soaked

Pixel Gidge is exhausted from the sun she’s soaked up all day.  I’ve been struggling with a bikini top that worked for me, they were all just “off” no matter what body I was wearing, but this one I dug up from Luxe Paris – great for a big rack :)  . Unless you have a freakishly big rack, then I can’t help you.

I’ve got a new dresser to find space for, I’m struggling with the idea that it might actually be time to move house – but how can I leave when my view is SO AMAZING? No I might just have to reorganize inside, this house is designed for viewing amazing scenery which I have. Yes, that’s my plan. Reorganize.

But first you’re going to have to excuse me, I’ve got shower off. I’m dying of sweat.

Gidge is Wearing:
Gloss: [PXL] LipGloss #2 (tattoo)
Lashes: Amacci – Eyelash Tattoo 6
Beauty Mark: [PXL] Beauty Mark POS10 Light DX
Body: -Belleza- Isis
Hair: .Olive. the Chorus Hair – Hair Fair 2015
Bottoms: Baiastice_Ruffle Bikini-Fandango-LOWER-size M BAIASTICE

Top: Luxe Paris Chica Bella Bikini Top S
Shoes: NX-Nardcotix La Nuza Stiletto Black (Belleza)
Skin: [PXL] Shara Carnival NAT Makeup 03 LEB C2
Eyes:IKON Eternal Eyes – Periwinkle (S)
Desk: Cheeky Pea
Dresser: Second Spaces – COLLABOR88 July 2015



In my youth I was notorious for ONE MORE when I got home. Just ONE MORE. You hate for the fun to end, just one more drink, something fun before you let sleep take over. It’s a time waster, filling your hours until reality returns. But it provides relief from whatever you’re avoiding anyway – at least sometimes it does.

Two things to share on this Thursday. I just realized that this dress I blogged the other day actually comes in sizes FITTED to the Belleza body – I’m wearing my Isis body and the version of the dresses FOR that body. HOT DAMN. That’s brilliant. Continue reading