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What’s Your Poison At The Arcade?

I have a troubling problem. I am addicted to the sweets that are created in SL. Maybe it’s not just because I love them in real life, but the more beautiful they are the more likely it is must have them.

The ARCADE is a breeding ground for such creations and I have to admit, I love them for it. Wedding cake? I don’t need a wedding. I’ve got a cake. I’d rather have the cake, frankly.

The Arcade, that bastion of goodness you didn’t know you needed, is closing tomorrow at midnight. All the lovely things will go away and you’ll have to wait three months.

I on the other hand will be stuffing my face like a monster with these sweets.

It’s not too late!

Get over there before they are gone!

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Gidge is Wearing:
Lingerie: #LANA- The Rosie Lingerie Skirt // Freya
#LANA- The Rosie Lingerie Top // Freya
Body: -Belleza- Freya
Head: CATWA HEAD Bibi V4.10
CATWA HUD Main V4.9
Earrings: Dark Mouse
Hair: Exile:: Sure, Jan. (BENTO)
LeLutka.Facelight-wear me
Eyes: [GA.EG] Ultimate Eyes L
[GA.EG] Ultimate Eyes R
Shape: Juicy – Meghan Shape GIDGE Edit
Bed: Ariskea – THE ARCADE
Donuts Box: Action Randy – The Arcade
Cakes and treats: Moss & Mink – Cake and Lace items from THE ARCADE

 

The Arcade Closes at Midnight Saturday

This was when the aging smokestacks atop the monumental factories began to shut off one by one

“This was when the aging smokestacks atop the monumental factories began to shut off one by one. There were still plenty left running to keep the air over Detroit filled with that choking industrial aptitude, but you were never far from a hollowed-out factory, massive steel tubes on the roofs pointing up toward the sky with nothing left inside but dust and cobwebs. These giant pillars of concrete and metal now jutted high like extended index fingers from broken and casted hands, pointing toward something they would never touch.”
― Michael A. Ferro, TITLE 13: A Novel

This was when the aging smokestacks atop the monumental factories began to shut off one by one
The Arcade closes at midnight Saturday and if you let that happen without picking up the fabulous industrial pieces from NOMAD, you will miss out. The gacha has the delicious name of My Cozy Little Industrial Facility that cracks me up in the best possible way.
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Midori

Pink isn't just a color, it's an attitude

When I saw the Tentacio kimono outfit for The Arcade was named Midory, I had to try it. When I was in college, one of my friends was a student from Japan named Midori. Midori and Midory are the same, when languages written in other alphabets are written in our alphabet, the transliteration may vary. She came home with me for Thanksgiving and Christmas and I remember we put on quite the feast with steamed cucumbers stuffed with pork, gyoza, tempura, and other tasty foods. She had a few kimonos and insisted on dressing me up in one of hers. It was very fancy and after she wrapped that obi around my waist again and again and again, I thought I would never need a jacket. So here’s to Midori, who, to be honest, I cannot imagine ever wearing anything so short as this dress that bears her name.

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I Might Have An Addiction

One of the things I love about The Arcade is it’s ever continuing magic when it comes to providing us with more things for the narrative of our individual SLs.

For me, that narrative is chocked full of…..pets.

My friend and fellow blogger visited the other day and said if it was a RL house it would smell, it was so full of pets. Alas it’s true. I’ve got this dog and that cat and the other thing, not to mention my Kittycats themselves. Give me your pets, your fishtanks, your sweet little loves to run around my house and make it less empty.

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She Sells Sea Shells at The Arcade

“Everybody needs a seashell in her bathroom to remind her the ocean is her home.”

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.)

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No Resolutions

No Resolutions

2018 is off to a rocky start with a five-day stay at the hospital. I am home again, thankfully, and recovering. Oddly enough, though, I seem to have picked up vertigo at the hospital. I know you can’t do that, but I did anyway. So the world is a spinny, dizzy, silly place. It’s really odd. I can turn to the left just fine, but turning to the right makes me dizzy. I see political implications in this. Turning to the right is bad for you.

What’s not bad for you? The refulgent abundance of this month’s fabulous Collabor88 showcase. The theme is Moody Blooms, a clever pun that is overshadowed by the rich, lush, floral blossoming of creativity to enjoy this month. For example, this gorgeous dress from Baiastice has a HUD that allows you to choose solids or the gorgeous floral lace. I love the luxe beauty. There’s this homage to medieval forms with the lines of the bodice. I love the lace peplum, though it’s more flattering than the usual peplum by laying close to the body rather than adding lots of width.
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A Quick Trip to Greenland

Curiosity that inborn property of man, daughter of ignorance and mother of knowledge when wonder wakens our minds, has the habit, wherever it sees some extraordinary phenomenon of nature, a comet for example, a sun-dog, or a midday star, of asking straigh

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.

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