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Hair Fair Designers — Syndel Daviau & River Eternal

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Syndel Daviau and River Eternal are the design partnership behind the Asset hair salon. River Eternal described their relationship like this. “The shop is ours, but she’s the brain, I’m mostly the hands” When the brain and hands work together, some amazing things can be produced. Sandel Daviau completed the interview.

It’s Only Fashion: What’s the craziest thing you ever did in Second Life? Most exciting? Silliest? Is there a story you can share that captures your Second Life experience?

Sandel Daviau: The craziest, most exciting and probably silliest thing altogether that I’ve been doing in SL since my very arrival is to own roleplay sims. So far they have been about a dozen and I never can stop myself from thinking about the next one. It’s like an addiction to bring amazing playgrounds to the grid, much like making books come alive so people can play in them. I always think about stopping: “this will be my last sim!”, but when I see it I’ve already commissioned a new one. Continue reading

Bright, Bright Sun-Shiny Day

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The rain has been gone for several weeks now. It did not even rain for the Grand Floral Parade during the annual Rose Festival, which is, I think, a violation of the Oregon Constitution. I guess we are going to get all of our 68 sunny and 74 partly sunny days in one fell swoop.

I have been feeling lethargic with the uncommon and unprecedented heat wave flattening us here in Oregon, but despite the heat, I did make it to The World’s Largest Louie Louie Sing-a-Long last week.

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Of Corrupted Databases, Cabbages and Kings

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Regular readers of It’s Only Fashion will have missed us for the last two days. We had a corrupted database. From what I understand, it took a package from a North Korean agent in a black wool coat and dark glasses. Of course, anyone else would have known the agent was suspicious because it’s something like 90° and he’s wearing a black wool coat. Our database, however, was naive and unsuspecting. I hope it has learned its lesson.

Perhaps though, like Thomas Bailey Aldrich, it was distracted by two petals falling from a rose:

MY mind lets go a thousand things,
Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
And yet recalls the very hour—
’T was noon by yonder village tower,
And on the last blue noon in May— 5
The wind came briskly up this way,
Crisping the brook beside the road;
Then, pausing here, set down its load
Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly
Two petals from that wild-rose tree.

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The Hydrangea God Surveys His Minions

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From the bottom of the garden, enthroned in his earthenware pot,
the hydrangea god surveys his minions— Rosanna Warren (listen here)

Who does not love hydrangeas? They blossom with such abundance and generosity, their palette of colors at once delicate and wild. Oregon is awash in hydrangeas and their leaves are budding now. I thought I had seen every color of hydrangea until I saw this gown from Gizza with the black umbels of hydrangea. Now I know all about adding or subtracting aluminum phosphate to make soil more or less acidic or alkali to change hydrangea color, but how did they get black. I turned to Professor Google and learned they simply paint the umbels. However, the effort pays off with a gorgeous drape of hydrangeas for the neck and headpiece that accompany this gorgeous gown.
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Serendipity shows her face again. These bracers from MiaMai for We <3 Role Play were in the same grouping of notices waiting for me when I logged in. They were sent with a few hours of each other. Now some might thing they are rough-hewn in contrast to the delicacy of the dress, but contrasts between hard and soft can be exciting and the silver petals on the braces are reminiscent of the hydrangea petals.

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I’ve Got Sunshine On a Cloudy Day

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Don’t you love it when the sun is bright and streams in through the windows creating an interplay of light and shadow in your home? I know cats love it as they shift to follow the light. I am more a shade person and will shift from the sunlight into the shade, but I still love to see the beams of light moving across my home.

My dress is a super-feminine lace dress from Gizza called Cara. It is very demure and feminine from the front, though there is a bit of a surprise from the back as you shall see.

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I am relaxing in the living room from my new cottage by dust bunny that I picked up at The Arcade. Through the windows you can see the greenhouse as well. The side tables and the pitcher of baby’s breath and the book on the far table are all from the dust bunny collection at The Arcade. Scarlet Creative’s Amelie sofa seems made for this sweet little cake of a house. I changed the pictures in the frames from the DRD frames I got at December’s Arcade. I thought it might be fun to put in old family photos, so the pictures are of my grandmother, great grandfather, great-great-great grandfather, a family reunion in 1901 and other old family photos.
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In Living Color

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How many of us have predominantly black, grey, and white clothing? How many homes have all white walls and neutrals with a “pop” of accent color? We don’t have achromatopsia, so why do we live like we do? Why are neutrals considered more tasteful than active, vibrant colors? 

Did you know that those classic white statues from ancient Rome and Greece were not originally white? They were painted and full of bright gaudy color. I wonder sometimes if the centuries of elevating their pristine monochromatic grandeur are why we are so shy with color in our lives today.
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A Personal PSA — Take More Pictures

 

 

 

Before I say one word about my outfit, I want to urge you to take more pictures. When you are with your family, arrange yourselves in a huddle and take a picture. When your grandparents are visiting, cozy up and take a picture. When your sister is over for coffee, take a picture. Take more pictures, take them in abundance. Take too many. Take so many you can throw away the bad ones.

 

I say this because I spent yesterday with a difficulty and heartbreaking task. My friend’s daughter died, her body rejecting the heart she had been given. For whatever reason, that family is not a picture-taking family. In all there were 5 recent pictures of her, all selfies and one good photo taken by someone else. There were no pictures of her with her grandmother, her aunts, her baby brother. This was a close family that spent many weekends and holidays together, and there was not a picture to be had. So I was asked to take those selfies and photoshop them into old photos with her grandmother, her aunts and other family members. It was difficult because there were different exposures, resolutions, lighting and it is so very much less than what should be.

So please, take pictures, take too many of them. Don’t lose your loved ones and not have a picture with them.

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So today I am wearing a must have outfit from Gizza. Best of all, it comes as separates, so you can go crazy, mixing, matching and accessorizing with rainbow plus color options. Because they are beautiful fitted to standard sizes, you could wear this sweater with pants from anywhere. The pencil skirt is a closet staple and will work with tops from this sweater to the daintiest chiffon tucked blouses. So, invest!!!

 

Works from any angle

The reason I took so many pictures here is to show you that from any angle, the PXL SweetLips looks as sweet and luscious as can be.

 

Speaking of investing. I told you in my review of the PXL SweetLips that I intended to try out the modifiable option that comes in the box and see how it works fitting it to my mouth instead of the easy option of fitting my mouth to the no-mod standard lips. Guess what? It was easy-peasy.

I edited the parts separately so I could make the lip thinner and the mouth wider. I also lowered the lips a tad because my own shape has a slightly longer philtrum. I would try to click the teeth and kept selecting the piercings, so I eventually just slid them out of the way, made my adjustment and slid them back. Voila!

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I was feeling very French with the beret and pencil skirt and waifish makeup from Glam Affair – very much the young French college student, so I opted for these elegant flats from Ingenue at Collabor88 and toddled off to a patisserie with espresso bar that I picked up at the last Arcade. Speaking of which, start cleaning your closets and marking your calendars, The Arcade opens on March 1st.

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Store info at Blogging Second Life
****SHOPPING LIST******
Poses: aDorkable
Skin: -Glam Affair – Alice Europa – 03 E
Eyes: [UMEBOSHI] Eon eyes dark Green (med)
Lashes: Lelutka Diva Lashes
Mesh Attachments:
[PXL] SweetLips v1.2 (Mod) { Wear me }
Slink Avatar Enhancement Hands – Elegant
Slink Female Feet (AvEnhance) XS – Flat
Mani/Pedi: FLAIR
Hair: TRUTH HAIR Sally
Clothing: GizzA – Colette Cap [Plum]
GizzA – Colette Pencil Skirt [Plum] Size M
GizzA – Colette Sweater [Plum] Size S
Shoes: Ingenue :: Cecily Flats (Slink) :: Eggplant
Jewelry: (Kunglers Extra) Elenyr earrings – Bronze
(Kunglers Extra) Elenyr necklace – Bronze

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

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The sweater is from Gizza. Please note that the hands are tucked into pockets. The alpha for this dress alphas out your arms and hands, leaving them in this position no matter what pose you use. I did not at first realize this and fiddled around trying to figure out why the sleeves weren’t rigged to my arms. I had the Slink mesh hands on and they were just flying around unattached. When I finally figured it out, i felt so silly. So now you know.

When my brother was in the Air Force, he served in Germany where he bought this marvelous Grundig stereo that he sent home as a gift to my parents. My father was a musician and singer in an area band and both of them loved music. I grew up listening to everything from opera to bluegrass and gospel to jazz. One of my favorite albums was a collection of duets with jazz trumpeter Al Hirt and Ann Margret called Beauty and the Beard. His voice had such gruff humor and hers was so flirty and arch that there was this amazing vocal chemistry. One of the songs was Baby, It’s Cold Outside and I just loved it.

This cozy sweater from Gizza made me think of that song. Especially with the snow, I have lived in Oregon long enough to think of cold weather when I see snow, unlike in Minnesota where I grew up. There, in winter, it is so cold all the moisture is drawn from the air. It has to warm up to snow.

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Snow Falls Softly

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For whatever reason, the chronic pain that I am usually habituated to has decided to make itself front and center this week. I swear it’s using bullhorns and neon signs to make sure I can’t ignore it. Even my fingers ache, so I won’t write about the outfit other than to tell you that what you see is what you get. There is not even the tiniest bit of editing since I cannot save pictures to disk now and have to upload them directly to Flickr.
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The Perils of Ponchos

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I don’t know about you, but for me, ponchos have always been problematic. I bought my first poncho in Spain – knit with thick, luxurious wool and closing at the neckline with gorgeous unvarnished wood buttons. It was so warm and cozy and it felt like wearing a blanket, which meant it really needed to be worn on cold days. So here’s the thing. In Minnesota, if it’s cold enough to wear that poncho, it’s too cold to wear that poncho. The wind would blow up underneath and chill me to the bone. An engineering flaw for cold weather. So every time I see ponchos, I think of my few attempts wearing my gorgeous poncho and remember those bone-chilling gusts of wind sneaking in underneath and think – nope, not for me.

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What I needed was one more like this poncho from Zenith – to wear indoors kind of like a high fashion snuggle. But it’s Second Life and so even though there’s snow falling and the pond is frozen over, the winds that ruffle my hair are soft zephyrs carrying billowing warmth – not bone-chilling blasts from Polar Vortex.
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