Tag Archives: dilly dolls

I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo

I’ve always believed that in Second Life it doesn’t need to be Halloween to dress like a complete weirdo. In fact, I’m constantly browsing the marketplace for bizarre things to put on my avatar. It’s fun! I dress like boring person out here in the real world (although that will be changing soon since I’ve made a new friend who makes her  own clothes and is currently making me a super cute dress) so I like to get creative here in SL.


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Nirans Viewer for the win!

I tried out the Nirans Viewer today for my blog pictures. I’ve always been a 3rd party viewer gal. Firestorm has been my interface of choice but after a while my pictures started becoming wonky. I heard Nirans was the viewer of choice when it came to taking pictures. After fiddling around with the interface and figuring out where everything was…I’m pleasantly surprised!


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My Little Doll Rose


I have a little doll;
I take care of her clothes;
She has soft flaxen hair;
And her name it is Rose.
She has pretty blue eyes,
And a very small nose,
And a cunning little mouth;
My dear little Rose.
I have a little sofa
Where my doll may repose,
Or sit up like a lady;
My knowing little Rose.
My doll can move her arms,
And stand upon her toes;
Or make a pretty curtesy,
My funny little Rose.
“How old is your dolly?”
Very young I suppose,
For she cannot go alone,
My precious little Rose.
Indeed I cannot tell,
In poetry or prose,
How beautiful she is,
My darling little Rose.

Eliza Lee Follen

Hybie Is Wearing:

Doll Avatar: [a.e.meth] Doll Hybrid Mesh Avatar (pale)
Hair: Dilly Dolls – Loolou – blk
Prop: Ilaya HDH Hoop Pose – Bege-Rose

Side Show Couture

Sometimes, I think it would have been fun to live in the days of the traveling circus. To have side show freaks and bearded ladies, siamese twins and tattooed lizard guys or something like that. Being on the move and exploring the country and meeting people from all over. But the reason my dolly looks sad is because times were not always wonderful. Money was hard to come by and when people didn’t have money, people didn’t come see my dollies show.


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a case of you

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid

I remember that time you told me you said
“Love is touching souls”
Surely you touched mine
‘Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

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