I guess one way for diabetics to have their cake is in the form of a dress like this colorful confection from CheerNo. It comes in all all the bright flavorful colors, blue, pink, yellow, purple, red and green. I went for green because that bright green looks like it could power the universe. Made of a simple sleeveless bodice with four flounces of color for a skirt in three shades of cake frosting and one layer of black on top, it’s like a very, very, very dark chocolate with three flavors of frosting. It looks delicious.
You would think June would feel summery in the northern hemisphere. right? Well, I don’t have the heat on, but it’s still more chilly than warm. Thank goodness for SL where I can find lovely sunny places and don”t nned a sweater. Isn’t this LiNe dress celebrating Chic Managment’s First Year just about perfect? Now if only the RL weather would shape up.
I had an adventurous day, making my first trip to the grocery store in over six months. Even though my friend did all the work and I just drove one of those electric go-carts, it still wore me out so this is a quick, short post with not much more than pictures.
While updating my notecard, I dressed for my travels in a lovely pair of capris and a comfortable leopard print top from Kunglers for Culture Shock. Now, let’s hope I don’t run into any leopards who might take umbrage . They looked so “safari chic” I had to pop back to Cap Estel to shoot some pics on safari. It’s a great place to visit and you can tour the safari by riding the giraffe which will take you around the park to see all the animals.
Some people might say it’s rude to mock the animals while on safari, but really isn’t humor part of the raison d’etre of ostriches?
I went through the desert on a horse with no name. (He was a freebie at the entrance)
It felt good to be out of the rain. (Portland broke its wettest March record.)
There were plants and birds and rocks and things (and things?)
There was sand and hills and rings (rings, really?)
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz (what was he smoking?)
And the sky with no clouds (what do you expect, it’s the desert)
The heat was hot and the ground was dry (hot heat is hot)
But the air was full of sound (only if you brought your ipod)
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
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There are probably as many reasons for why we give as there are designers at Fashion For Life. Many give because it gives them a sense of worth and satisfaction to help others. Some give specifically to efforts that help fulfill their lives goals and passions. Others want to make a difference in the world, to know their life had meaning in the broader world outside their friends and family. Many give to advance their cultural and political values. Others give to be part of a community and to join with others who share their interests. Others because they feel a sense of responsibility to their community. Some give because they wish to lead. Others give to say thank you. Many give to memorialize and honor loved ones. Whatever their motivation, I am grateful that so many are motivated to spend hours creating beautiful designs to offer as gifts to support cancer research. When you go to the Fashion For Life event, look for the Fashion For Life vendors. 100% of the purchase price goes to the American Cancer Society. At Fashion For Life, you could be motivated to give for a multitude of reasons, but looking at dresses like this one from Nicky Ree, I think we need to add “looking good” to the list of motivations.
Oh, I do love scarlet, that reddest of reds. The one that cost poor Jezebel her fiance, though what did her father after he named her Jezebel? Does anyone name their daughter Jezebel? The name, forever linked the infamous Phoenician, is usually used as a epithet, not as a name. The name does not exactly have a happy history though it does give you a reason to use the word defenestration. Too bad there wasn’t an opposition press at the time to give us an alternate since her story is so one-sided and partisan that it exemplifies the concept of history being written by the winners. No matter how you feel about Bette Davis’ Jezebel or the original one, you have to love the scarlet red Puma dress from Vero Moderno.
I don’t know what ancient arbiter of style first asserted that thou shalt never mix prints, but he was as wrong as two left shoes. Luckily, our generation has gotten over that hoary antique of fashion diktat and moved on to a more exciting and more printastic era. Mixing prints is an art and one well practiced at Peqe as you can see in the lovely little dress that mixes a leopard and lace print. Of course, I had to add to the printasm with floral tights.
Mixing three prints could be a clashtastrophe, but notice what is next to what. You see, the first is mostly black, then mostly white, then mostly black. If the floral were next to the leopard, it would not work.
I am going to see a fashion show this morning – the opening collection from Maven Haus (link to runway show) which will be shown at 11 AM and 6 PM SLT. I got a sneak peek last weekend when Applonia Criss of Chantkare im’ed me saying that there was a new designer, Elaera Maven, whose work she was sure I would like and offered a tp to come check him out. She was right and I snapped up this Captain outfit – loving its insouciance. I am eager to see the rest of the collection and suggest you all go to see this emerging designer.
Some of the elements that drew me to this outfit include the saucy little skirt that is a skirt in name only as all the coverage comes from the gorgeously baroque leggings. Still, it’s the skirt that really draws me in with its beautiful texture and the lovely ruffly form. The collar also pleased me a lot – reminding me of something that one of the Queen of Hearts many knaves might wear in Wonderland. Add the wildly wicked hat and the outfit is just irresistible.
Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone cause, I can’t fight it any more.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.
It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.
I said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.