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.
BYRNE is a new to me clothing line by ByrneDarkly Cazalet. Some of you may be familiar with her because of her involvement in Kamera Klub, the monthly photographic event that has produced events like the BOSCH IN HELL recreation of The Garden of Earthly Delights or from the Tart Gallery. She is an occasional denizen of The Velvet where I DJ, so when I saw the store name BYRNE and inspected to see who was the greater, I was pleased and kind of amazed she found time for even more creative endeavors. She does not have a huge selection of clothing yet, but I liked what I found. She likes colors and prints and is a bold designer. This is actually one of her more subdued prints. The dress is a lovely naturalistic pink and green that makes you think of a lovely young forest with a splash of roses on the front. When you purchase the dress you get four dresses – one with pink roses, one with green roses, both with regular and materials finishes. I wore the Materials version which reacts so beautifully to light. Continue reading →
I’m up and dressed early and making my shopping list. I’m a list maker in both lives, and having the right list making tools is vital. I’m not a virtual list maker, I’ve had too many failures and said lists have been lost. I’m a writer on paper and my new notebooks from RC Cluster keep me perfectly organized. Today I’m hopping off to the Creation.jp event and hoping the Kawaii event is still open as there is some ink I wanted to look at. I’m going to spend too much money, it’s a fact. Continue reading →
I do love a full, wide, pouffy skirt with layers of petticoats. It can have its disadvantages. I was wearing several layers of petticoats under a skirt at a barn dance once. I was sitting out a butterfly on some hay bales one night and a mouse ran across the hay and up the skirt, between the layers of petticoats. What with the netting being very nice for the mouse to grasp and the many layers to try to shake him out of, I must have spent 10 minutes jumping up and down on a hay bale trying to shake him loose.
Of course, no mouse would dare come within striking distance of these spiked heels from Glamistry. They might be too dangerous for the speed of barn-dancing. Imagine stepping on someone’s toe. Fortunately, in Second Life® we do not have such banal concerns and I can wear my lethal weapon shoes without a care.
I began this outfit with the gorgeous Carrie skirt with the Black Rose print. It comes in several other prints, including beautifully feminine florals. However, I fell in love with the geometry of this print the minute I saw it. It is visually striking and makes such a powerful statement. I can imagine is with a massive shoulder piece of feathers for some gala, but for a walk on the beautiful streets of Venice, something less formal and avant garde seemed in order. Continue reading →
Sometimes what’s most liberating is surprising, isn’t it? Something you don’t expect to free you from something stressful suddenly does and BOOM – you realize you’re OK. Life is good when that happens. Continue reading →
I got dressed quickly this morning, with a list of errands and things I wanted to check out. I grabbed a new purse from The Annex (how cute is that?) and thought – I’ll quick post up those pics I shot days ago before our blog went down, and head out. All in all, ten minutes knocking out a blog post before hitting the road seemed like a great plan. After all, I want to go to a few events before RL Gidge has to hit the road.
That’s when it happened. My pictures, they weren’t in FLICKR. WHERE ARE MY PICTURES?
I walked around to my office and there they were, in my hard drive where I had left them. It seems I’d taken them but never cropped them. I also had done my great blogger mistake – I had changed my clothes and not saved any of my fashion details.
Did you hear that sound? That’s the sound of a blogger’s soul being wrenched apart by cruel fate. Continue reading →
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.
I am not the Queen of Everything, not even the Princess of Quite-A-Lot, but if I were, I might wear this gown – at least in the winter when it is cold. It might be a bit much on a hot, humid August afternoon. Do you ever wonder if those long ago aristocrats would feel twinges of envy for the peasants during the dog days of August, feeling every one of their layers of clothing and corsets and lacings? Continue reading →
Auntie Mame said those words and I believe very strongly in all things said by Auntie Mame. If the world were a perfect place, I would be Auntie Mame. Sometimes people write about what their SL fantasy is, perhaps they blog it – they’re a hunter or a goddess or a trashy slutty girl who has to put her goodies out on flickr for everyone to see 24/7. That’s their fantasy and I say go in peace, unless you don’t mark your goodies shots as adult on flickr and then well, I want to pinch your nerbs bcse that’s just rude. Continue reading →