Tag Archives: Second Life Fashion

Breakfast of Champions

Ooops you caught me about the eat up some delicious sentient waffle and croissant friends. I don’t even care, I’m going to take huge bites of them and suck out their souls to start my day.

Geeez Gidge it’s not Halloween calm down.

I think it’s my messy hair making crazytown.  Continue reading

11 Years and Counting

My eleventh rezz day came and I had no plans. I wasn’t even bothered by this, but when I was surprised with a shopping trip to the Frou Frou event I have to admit, I was fairly tickled.  Sasy took me around and we pondered if her buying me this much lingerie meant she was my GF.

Probably so.

After a ridiculous yet wonderful spree, I dropped some furniture down at the new house and settled in for the night. I’d picked up the perfect lounging pajamas from Miss Chelsea – so I feel like this was a complete win overall.

Now, it’s a new day. What to do first? Continue reading

Nightmare into Art

I don’t have a lot of fears and phobias. In fact, I can assuredly say my list of these things is very short. But one thing that I struggle with is the horror show that is OCTOPUS.  This creature of the sea is one of the few recurring childhood nightmares that I can recall. I’m told it’s probably because of 20,000 Leagues under the Sea. I have not bothered to watch this movie to verify this fact, however. If it is – I don’t want to know. Continue reading

Celestial Bodies

I often wonder who it is I should thank for my vagina these days.

Back before we had mesh bodies, it was always a moment of awkward pause when I would realize my friend Hart, who is a good friend AND a skinner, had actually seen me naked because he’d LITERALLY CREATED ALL MY NAUGHTY BITS.  Continue reading

Come Around and Talk It Over

It’s a fuzzy sweater time of year and I’m trolling the mean streets looking for what’s new and exciting.

Collabor88 opens it’s doors with a new round and I’m wearing some of the goodies right now. Continue reading

Bring On The New Year

I couldn’t decide what to wear for my New Year’s Eve. I wasn’t sure I was going to go out or not, you see. But it turned out my friend Putrid was out dancing while Oakley spun tunes and I couldn’t resist. Luckily I had put on “what if I go out” clothes before I logged out last time. Continue reading