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I Can Read Your Mind

When I unpacked the new minidress from Baiastice my first reaction was legitimately HOT DAMN. There is a line between sexy and slutty and while many folks jump right over it and leave your whatnot and your tits hanging out here and there, I personally do not care for that.

I like my bits covered.  I was so excited to see this elegant but sexy minidress that I had to try it on and find some new heels and then….

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The In Between

My first thought today was to find some sort of horrible St Patrick’s Day nightmare and blog it as though I thought it were fitting.

But hell I’ve done that for almost a decade so I decide nah, let it go finally. I mean it’s not like Shamrock Pasties and butt plugs are in short supply on Marketplace, if one is so inclined.  Yet I just wasn’t feeling it.

I guess I’m just in a “Let me stand in front of this giant bear holding an umbrella” sort of mood. What can I say? Continue reading

No One Even Cares

I get that way sometimes when someone is blathering on in a crazy way.

If ten people do the same thing you do without drama, and you are constantly being “dragged into drama” perhaps just perhaps …..it’s you.

Some things this veteran old blogger can tell you which can, in fact, help you decrease your level of drama are as follows.

  1.  No one is copying your style. No one. If someone IS copying your style please refer to the first sentence. There is a limited number of heads, bodies, and clothes in this world. If someone happens to recreate what you did – or hell just likes the way you did it and dresses up like that too – IT DOES NOT MATTER. Your style is way more than the thinks you choose to wear.  If it’s not – you fail.
  2. If you aren’t getting paid you don’t have sponsors quit rambling on about it.
  3. You are not obligated to 23589723948 blog posts a day. If you DO that many blog posts a day don’t bitch about it. No one requires you to do that.
  4. Creators are right to have expectations, as well do events. That doesn’t mean they own you. Flailing about regarding your “obligations” is just weird bragging. Don’t bitch and moan. Do what you’re supposed to do and move along. OR DON’T SIGN UP FOR MORE THAN YOU CAN SUPPORT.

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Change of Heart Change of House

I’m a huge fan of Trompe Loeil houses. I tend to get in one house, however, and stay it in for quite a while. I decorate like mad and I just can’t stand having to start over again. I liked this winter lodge Trompe Loeil released recently, but from my first glace I thought “Oh it’s not for me but I’ll blog it.”

Then I stood inside it.

Sometimes the magic is in the light. Sometimes the view is what takes your breath away and you realize that if you woke up every day with the sun pouring into these windows, you’d feel the warmth of that pixel ball even though such a thing is impossible. Continue reading

Sing My Camel Song

So I’m a sucker for the silly things that RC Cluster makes, I always have been they are never things you NEED but there I am buying them up anyway. Much like “MUST” isn’t a word for princes, I find that “NEED” isn’t a word for SL.

For Fifty Linden Friday, that old Dinosaur weekly of awesome, she’s got out ROMANCE NOVELS.

Because, we need those right?

The answer is obviously, fuck yes we need them. Duh.

But this is where the fun starts.  I pop over there and plop down my 50L because I’m a grown avatar and spend my money where I want.  I look at the titles. Passionate Stranger, okay that’s par for the course. I bet he’s a rough type, with a heart of gold. The first time will be rapey but that will be ok because later when she falls in love she’ll forgive him. Right? That’s how these go I think. I’m pretty sure that’s it.

The next title is Down on the Farmhand, and I think we all know what that’s about. This time she’s got hinged heels. My mom used to say that all the time when referring to women of ill repute. Finally one day I asked her what that mean, “hinged heels”. My mother looked over her reading glasses and said to me in a calm voice, “She goes down easy.”

I’m still recovering from that conversation.

The next title though, nearly killed me.

“SING MY CAMEL SONG” – I was howling. I nearly ripped my SLINK body in two howling hysterically. SING MY CAMEL SONG? WHAT IS THIS ABOUT? Why do camels have a song? WATRUDOING REDD????? I was so confused and suddenly I desperately wanted to read this book.

Oh.

“Sing my CARNAL song”. OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh well that makes more sense now doesn’t it?

I’m blonde. Let me alone. If I weren’t silly and wrong half the time I’d confuse the entire grid.

At least I’ve got my reading sorted for this evening!

 

CARNAL song. It’s CARNAL song.

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Gidge is Wearing:
Skin: Pink Fuel
Lips: Pink Fuel Sparkle & Shine
Ring: (Yummy) Diamond Solitaire Ring – Gold – Slink
Glasses: (Yummy) Lolita Glasses – Red
Eyes: Banana Banshee
Head: .LeLutka.Head.Chloe 3.0
Shoes: Bleich – Mesh Dorothy – White [F Slink Flat]
Dress: Blueberry – Laura – Corset Dress – Physique
Sweater: Blueberry – Laura – Croped Sweater – Physique
Exile: Exile:: Anyway (BENTO)
Earrings: Schadenfreude Heart Acrylic Charm Earring
Body: Slink Physique Mesh Body Original V3.02
Shape: Juicy – Meghan Shape GIDGE Edit

 

In a Cookie Cutter World Be a Macaron

In a Cookie Cutter World Be a Macaron

Macarons are such beautiful desserts it is no surprise that beauty lovers in Second Life celebrate them. The single macarons from Genesis Lab at The Arcade include an eating pose set that is adorable.

In a Cookie Cutter World Be a Macaron

Thankfully, my avatar chews with her mouth closed.

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