Sometimes you just have to say what the fuck, as Ferris told us, and so I am setting up an all new house just about the time I got my old one sorted perfect. I’m redecorating, trying to embrace only putting out new things because old things are old, but I’m struggling a bit.
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I’m one of the lucky ones, loved, beloved and full of love in return for the one in my life who keeps me going. I had a friend once, when I was a single girl, who used to say “I don’t know why you girls don’t just find one person to love and stop dating all these boys.”
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I confess I’m not sad. I’m playing with the fun tear filled skins from Pink Fuel. Perhaps apropos were I filled with soul rending drama but ALAS I’m not. I’ve set up my new home studio and new file folders for my SL photos for 2017 and well, I’m rather excited to see what the new year will bring around. Continue reading
Rilke was right to note that the new year would be full of things that have never been. Every new year brings us innovation, discovery and change. In that, every new year brings us something to hope for despite looming dangers. Despite the many losses that have made 2016 a bitter and sorrowful year, I fear we may look back on it with longing as the Grand Panjandrum takes the oath he will break that very day and every day that follows.
Tomorrow will follow tomorrow and time goes forward inexorably. All we can do, then, as we teeter on the edge of the abyss, is resist despair, resist defeat and find sanctuary in community, in beauty, and in certain knowledge that the arc of the moral universe may have gotten a kink in it, but it still bends toward justice.
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It’s fitting to start my new year in my new place, and so I’m headed to bed after I get this planner set up for my 2017 life. New year, new life. I wonder what it will bring?
I’ve slipped into a new body from SLINK – the NEW HOURGLASS with an awesome new HUD – I’m loving it so far just playing. If you like a curvy girl look which you always get from Hourglass you’re going to love this new HUD set up. I’ll share more soon on it. I’m late to the party, but sue me. Continue reading
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m still getting settled in my new house. I’m not up to a big shindig and I don’t have a date, so that’s a perfect excuse to curl up with a book and some online shopping and just relax this evening don’t you think? Continue reading
There’s all sorts of angelic options at The Arcade, but I did not take the usual route. I did add wings from The Secret Garden (tsg) but instead of rest of their angelic creation, I went the naughty angel route with this deliciously sexy Show Time dress from Blueberry.
This dress is much too short and bootylicious to be standard issue angelwear, but I don’t believe in standard issue clothing.
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I had a brief bout with homelessness yesterday. Funny, in my early days of SL – suddenly not having my own space would have made me feel panicked – even unsafe. But yesterday I thought “Eh, this’ll sort” and went wandering. I found my way over to Amatorum and I hadn’t visited it’s new incarnation, I’m rather delighted at how lovely it is again. It’s a little bloggers dream in terms of vignettes for shooting pictures. Continue reading
The advent of the amazing world of BENTO and the release of Lelutka’s SIMONE Bento head has brought one of my favorite shape makers out of semi-retirement. The world has changed and now we can all be ourselves again, with a little help from our friends in my case. Continue reading
Portland is on its third day of snow. We are a city ill-suited to snow. Most people don’t know how to drive in it. We have lots of hills that are quite steep and can get slippery, we have bridges that get icy, and we have snow so seldom, there is no huge fleet of snow removal equipment nor deep knowledge of living with snow. I hunker down and so does my best friend, and we are both from snow country. She’s from Buffalo, I am from the Northwoods of Minnesota. We know snow.
I remember the first snowfall after I moved to Oregon. I was living way up in the Cascades, in a river valley, closed in my mountains, a deep canyon that ranged from 1/4 to a few miles wide. There were places where the road was carved into the canyon cliffs, with a fall down into the river below and there were wider valleys that made room for truck farming, but life centered on logging. It was rural, so I was surprised when I got a call saying school was closed and there was just a dusting of snow, barely two inches. I thought it was a prank and went to school anyway, discovering it was closed. Deciding to take advantage of a weekday off, I decided to drive to the State Capitol and take a tour.
It was then I discovered why they closed school for a light snowfall. Driving up one of the big hills, the traffic was so slow the cars lacked the speed that would keep them from sliding backwards, pulled by gravity on the slick highway. It was quite frightening, more frightening than anything that had ever happened to me in a car before. I managed to avoid them as I chugged up the hill, but it was nerve-wracking. I am sure they thought I was a speedster, but really, I just understood the laws of physics.
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