I am always fascinated by how people think of and describe Second Life. Some people say it’s a game and some say a virtual form of social media. I think of it as a community center with infinite rooms for infinite communities to grow and develop. It’s like yeast, fermenting creativity and community.Continue reading
I’m trying to be healthier. I tend to be just so terribly lazy so I thought to myself, SELF, get up, get dressed in something cute and have some delicious fruit for breakfast. JUST DO IT. Get yourself organized and get some stuff done. Continue reading
22769 has a beautiful conch shell in their “Fisherman’s Delight” gacha at The Arcade. They have two great gachas there, one for picnickers and one for fishing fans. I was thrilled to find it because the oldest family heirloom in my family is a large conch shell. My seventh great-grandfather picked it up on the beach almost 370 years ago while on his honeymoon in Barbados in 1649. It has been passed down ever since and my cousin, being the eldest son of the eldest son, has it in his living room on a buffet similar to this one from Fancy Decor (another Arcade find.)
The Secret Store released a luscious skirt and top at Collabor88 in a wide range of colors. Fashions have become increasingly risque, with transparent fabrics and laces over opaque pieces that would have been lingerie a decade ago. It is one of those fashions that require discernment on the part of designers as it can easily veer toward overexposure and bad taste. In the sure and certain hands of Maylee Oh, though, it is on trend without crossing that line into tacky. How does she avoid the pitfalls? The waist is high enough to cover the navel and the cut of the legs are not too “cheeky.” The bra top is not so skimpy that there is any risk of nip slips and other exposure. This outfit reveals without exposing.
Edna St. Vincent Millay was not thinking of textiles when she wrote, “I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one,” but nonetheless, when I put on this dress from NOIR for Collabor88, I immediately thought of her poem, “Afternoon on a Hill” perhaps because of that line, but also perhaps because it describes so well, the joy and contentment a person can find in nature.
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
I stopped by Groenland today for a short visit. Most of the mass of Greenland is ice, but not on this sim. I guess it’s in one of the areas where the ice has been melting. It reminded me of “Rotten Ice” an excellent article in Harpers by Gretel Ehrlich. It seemed appropriate during the cold snap affecting much of America which prompted the popular-vote-losing President to show he does not know the difference between climate and weather. Sadly, far too many politicians don’t know the difference or they pretend not to know. Sometimes it’s hard to believe they are that ignorant, then I listen to Louis Gohmert and realize there’s no such thing as not too ignorant.
It cracks me up that Gidge was attracted to the same dress from Ambrosia at the Kurenai event. Not identical, though since she chose pink and I chose green which is kind of automatic for us if you think about it. I love the frilly romanticism that goes so over the top it becomes exactly right. Kind of like camp, if you do it, you can’t do just a little.
I have no explanation for why there are baby seals on my platform. They are far above any source of water but they appeared, they were cute, I let them stay, and so here they are. They were made my MishMash, can be found at Collabor88, and they are too cute to care if they have no rationale for being here.
Since the JustBecause pants and the Moon Amore top are both color change, this outfit has about eleventy million options.
Collabor88’s theme for its August Birthday celebration is Plastic Fantastic. In my first life, I would not be caught dead wearing plastic, but this is not first life. Here I don’t have to worry about whether fabrics breathe and my avatar does not sweat, so there are no fetid swamps of trapped and suffocating skin. Instead, we have the bright, shiny flash of plastic. I like the dress from Baiastice that takes advantage of plastics best qualities to give us that flirty hem and gleaming sheen.