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The Mystic Blue

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Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping
To sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping.

Sometimes the darkness trapped within a wheel
Runs into speed like a dream, the blue of the steel
Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel.  

And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops
Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops
Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.

And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,
The rainbow arching over in the skies,  
New sparks of wonder opening in surprise.  

All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea  
Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously,  
Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the sea
Of midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.

…D.H. Lawrence

all the manifold blue and joyous eyes

Who does not love the brisk fresh air of the seaside, the glittering waves that sparkle and catch the sunlight, scattering miniature sun sparks across the landscape. How lovely, then, that Ariskea made a floating bed for us water lovers to cast off and float away, dreaming of happy things in the sunshine and listening to the steady rhythm of the waves. Ariskea also released lotus flowers which technically prefer still fresh water, but Second Life habitats are more forgiving.

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That shirt

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That shirt! You know the one I mean. We all have one. The shirt we have owned since forever, that repeated washings and years of wear have softened the fabric to a perfect level of comfort. It is the adult equivalent of a blankie. A shirt that ends up in every load of laundry because after a hard day, we put it on the minute we get home, as though putting on a hug. We have forgotten to turn it inside out a few hundred times and the fabric is pilling and snags are visible here and there, but we don’t care. It is our favorite shirt and we will keep it until it falls apart on our body.

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Whatever sizing and substance the fabric once held is gone. It conforms to our body like a second skin, a cozy, comfy, second skin that says “You’re good enough. You’re smart enough. And doggone it, people like you.” We have that shirt in our first lives, but now we can have it in our second as well, thanks to Vinyl’s Little Toast (sukoshitosuto) and any doubts whether this distress and well-worn look was not deliberate can be dispelled with a look at some of the other options on the texture hud.

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Yup, that’s deliberate.
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Baby You Can Drive My Car – to Hair Fair

I like the accoutrement that completes my SL, little touches here and there. I’ve just added a BIG touch – a BIG honking car. I’ve always been a fan of cars in my SL – my avatar has places to go, she can’t be expected to bike and scooter everywhere can she? She’s American – so she LIKES a big car. This new beast from HAN fit the bill and there’s room in the back for a car seat should I ever bring the baby back from Auntie Inventory. I could pile all sorts of friends in this beast! You can pick one up, or another model, if you need a new car, or just want one HERE. After all NEED is rarely the right word around here. Continue reading

Experiment

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Mami Jewell of Azul just released a beautiful limited edition outfit to elicit your inner fairy and feed your fantasies. It is called Pepeké and comes with a very revealing, short shift with wings, and butterflies and gossamer skirts. It is what dreams are made of, femininity, delicacy and romance.

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On the other hand, you can drop the fantasy elements and wear it as a loose and very sexy summertime blouse over a pair of pants. I love mixing things up, not wearing things right out of the box, and though mesh makes that more complicated; it is still possible and still a lot of fun.
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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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Collabor88 Bop

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With apologies to The Ramones.

They’re shopping in a straight line,
They’re bouncing off a full sim,
the fashionistas are losing their minds.
Collabor88 Bop.

Hey ho, let’s go! hey ho, let’s go!
Hey ho, let’s go! hey ho, let’s go!

They’re piling on the mesh bits,
Trying to to make it all fit,
Pretty in Punk’s a big hit.
Collabor88 Bop.

Hey ho, let’s go
Shoot’em in the back now
What they want, I don’t know
They’re all dressed up and ready to go
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Sly Lurkers of the Underbrush

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My senior year I was chosen as the class nonconformist. That made sense as I was politically active and that’s never the conformist way to be. I was also the only person to graduate without taking biology. I had fought the school requirement all the way to the state high school accreditation board – arguing I merely had to take any science of my choice and did not have to take a biology class. Instead I took physics. I really did not want to dissect anything. A couple classmates, a couple that would often disappear into closets for a kiss or two or three, were named the Sly Lurkers of the Underbrush. That cracked me up. I had never heard the phrase before or since, but it fit them somehow. I am not quite lurking in the underbrush at Eclectica, but I am lurking.

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Of course, you can’t really lurk without being noticed when your dress is this chic and sporty, can you? The Filton dress from Hucci for Collabor88 has all sorts of sporty details such as the stripe on the sleeve and the inset on the skirt. It’s striking, modernist and minimalist with a huge helping of chic.
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The Heat is On

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Baiastice turns on the heat with these too hot to handle caged bra top and colorful belted miniskirt. In several colors and solids, it’s heating up the joint at Collablor88.

The heat is on, on the street
Inside your head, on every beat
And the beat’s so loud, deep inside
The pressure’s high, just to stay alive
‘Cause the heat is on

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Old School, New School

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There’s only a few designers with the confidence in their design aesthetic and creative skills to resist the tides of change while simultaneously surfing the waves. Monica Outlander is one of those artists. Her new MiaMai Black Label collection is the perfect exemplar of that duality of leading and trailing edge design.

What do I mean by that? Well, she is using appliers for Slink Mesh attachments to enhance her clothing. Meanwhile, she provides system layers for people who use the default avatar. She is using mesh in many creative ways. Meanwhile, she will use flexi-prims when they suit the design better. It is that flexibility that leads her to use whatever method best suits the design – not just the newest method, that shows confidence and commitment to her own vision.

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