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This is my look of the last days!

*peeks out from behind the door*

Hello folks!
In my last post here, one month ago, i talked about some gorgeousness from Collabor88 and now that the October collection is going to be replaced by a new one i would like to show you another fantastic item from C88 which i’m sure you all already know and probably got (such coolness should be a MUST in our inventory).
I’m talking about the Hesed Neck Warmer from .Shi: i like it so much i decided to create a whole look (skin, make-up, hair, clothes, accessories) starting from it. And i love what came out.
So, i’ll shut up now and show you the pictures, then all the credits.

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I love every single piece of this outfit, i don’t want to take it off anymore XD

Mwah, everyone!

 

CREDITS:

  • Hair: Dura – Girl*50 – Black
  • Skin: Essences – Opera 01 *beach*
  • Eyes: Poetic Colors – Jades Eyes – Wet Sand
  • Eyes make-up: La Malvada Mujer – warrior #5
  • Lipstick: Essences – Song Lipgloss 04
  • Neck warmer: .Shi – Hesed Neck Warmer (Old Book) – V1. Femme – still at C88 only for a few hours, then i guess you’ll find it in store.
  • Top: Plastik – Ayana Top – Leather
  • Arm Tattoo: CoLLisions – Light Side Armbands – Set of 3
  • Body jewel: ( r e d ) M i n t – Body Jewel – Silver
  • Skirt: Corvus – Black Long Skirt
  • Bangles: ( r e d ) M i n t – Bangles w/Rings – Silver
  • Hands: Slink AvEnhance Hands Female – Casual
  • Poses: Label Motion – from Andrea and Mery sets
  • Location: UTSA ArtSpace – Metamorphosis by Igor Ballyhoo

The Lost Doll of the Forever Tea

Doll Tea 1

Many years ago, she became aware. Like any mind that becomes instantly aware, she had many questions, but alas, there was no one around to ask them.

On her tiny island home, she found many things, plant life, creatures and some structures. She seemed to have knowledge of what to do with all the things she found, knew their names and function.

Ingrained in her was the need to serve tea, though she did not know for whom. It became an obsession, to the point where she would stand by the teahouse door, and wait for the guests that never came.

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