Tag Archives: Belleza

Who Was I Kidding About Staying In?

I’ve got new hair and a perfect summer dress from FISSION – why on earth would I stay in ! I can sleep when I’m dead, I tell you!

If you haven’t popped over to FISSION lately let me get you a taxi – it’s a great shop for retro-inspired clothes that are fun and not stuffy or boring. I highly recommend you get over there for something fresh and new in your SL wardrobe, you won’t be sorry. Continue reading

Let Me Sing You The Song Of My Hair Fair People

Ok it might not have a song. IT SHOULD HAVE A SONG. But even without a song, it’s rather nice. Today I went about in a new to me brand called STEALTHIC who is lovely to wear – especially because their blonde is gorgeous and beige.  Continue reading

A Lady of Varied Interests

I think it’s important to have various interests and activities in one’s life.  Thanks to the Arcade and Collabor88 I am able to embrace lots of mine, and try new things like this hoverboard. It’s SO much fun, I may use it for travelling everywhere from now on!  Continue reading

Like a Peasant? Not Hardly!

Let’s face it, I’m not one for work of any sort. Housework? Oh good grief. But you see Cajsa has gone off on an adventure leaving me alone here on the isles for a few days and I confess I must get some work done. If i don’t it will all pile up and the entire place will be a disaster when she returns from her trip and well, that’s just no good.

I’m not keen on laundry. In fact I’m more of a wear it once and throw it away sort of girl, I confess. However, sheets and things like that must get done so here I am. At least things will be tidy when I am done! Right? And my new ironing board from What Next makes it a BIT more fun, I confess.  Continue reading

Almost Homeless

Cajsa and I were almost homeless this week. There was a snafu, an oooops, one of those timing issues where something goes wrong and now you don’t have a place to live. Sometimes those are easily corrected. We got lucky – the land was ours again, we are once again neighbors on our tiny islets of joy.

But it put me into reflection about where I am in this place between second and first life. There is no doubt that my Second Life doesn’t hold the sway over me it once did. I’d no longer call it an addiction. I miss the people I loved here, and wonder what’s become of the ones I fear are dead. I regret the missteps that lost me friends, and the missteps that made me believe the wrong people were friends and loved ones.

Being homeless, even for a day though, called me to question “Should I still be here?” Continue reading