Category Archives: Second Life

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

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The sweater is from Gizza. Please note that the hands are tucked into pockets. The alpha for this dress alphas out your arms and hands, leaving them in this position no matter what pose you use. I did not at first realize this and fiddled around trying to figure out why the sleeves weren’t rigged to my arms. I had the Slink mesh hands on and they were just flying around unattached. When I finally figured it out, i felt so silly. So now you know.

When my brother was in the Air Force, he served in Germany where he bought this marvelous Grundig stereo that he sent home as a gift to my parents. My father was a musician and singer in an area band and both of them loved music. I grew up listening to everything from opera to bluegrass and gospel to jazz. One of my favorite albums was a collection of duets with jazz trumpeter Al Hirt and Ann Margret called Beauty and the Beard. His voice had such gruff humor and hers was so flirty and arch that there was this amazing vocal chemistry. One of the songs was Baby, It’s Cold Outside and I just loved it.

This cozy sweater from Gizza made me think of that song. Especially with the snow, I have lived in Oregon long enough to think of cold weather when I see snow, unlike in Minnesota where I grew up. There, in winter, it is so cold all the moisture is drawn from the air. It has to warm up to snow.

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Dear Bouncer, Thanks for the Car

My friend Bouncer posted on plurk a Midnight Mania board the other day that was for a red car.  It was THIS red car, in fact. As it turns out, I was flying out to Indiana that same day as my father had a heart attack the day before. I am not one for slapping midnight mania boards, not because I’m too good for them but mostly because I never remember to do it.

I logged in, slapped the board and logged out. Bouncer wanted the car for photo shoots and I figured, HEY CAR! Why not? I like Bouncer, he’s a good chap, and hell I should do something nice on such a shitty day.  Continue reading

All In Sparkles

How do you like to shop the big events? Are you a first nighter, and you MUST get in to get it all FIRST ? Or are you more casual, waiting for the crowds to subside knowing the goodies will still be there waiting for you, minus the lag and crazy chat convos?

I’m the latter. I’ve always been a later in the event kind of shopper. If that’s you – you’re in luck because COLLABOR88’s January Round didn’t quite close up the doors yet and there is STILL time to make a run for all of the Unicorn Fantasy goodness going on this month. Continue reading

Snow Falls Softly

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For whatever reason, the chronic pain that I am usually habituated to has decided to make itself front and center this week. I swear it’s using bullhorns and neon signs to make sure I can’t ignore it. Even my fingers ache, so I won’t write about the outfit other than to tell you that what you see is what you get. There is not even the tiniest bit of editing since I cannot save pictures to disk now and have to upload them directly to Flickr.
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Sexy All Up In My Attic

Lacuna has released some gorgeous new sexy lingerie and it works on ALL THE BODIES. Ok it works on a lot of them. It works on the only ones you actually need. It works on the ones I have plus one I don’t have.

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Hotlips Houlihan

I was excited when Cajsa told me that LEA has a build that recreates the 4077th. If you don’t know MASH you probably don’t get the reference but it was a seminal movie and TV show of the 70s in America. MASH was everything and Hotlips was always one of my favorite characters.

Selfish, self centered, myopic in her vision and fastidiously stuck on “the rules” Hotlips was also a human, caring person underneath. Watching that character build and grow over the years was an interesting transformation. Continue reading

You are my sun, my moon


A week without internet is a long time is 2015. You realize the little things you take for granted, you don’t have immediate access to the world. You don’t have total unfettered communication with your friends.

Things start to slip. You realize sometimes you didn’t really have a grip on somethings anyway, they were already gone. Some things you decide to let go and some battles you don’t feel like fighting anymore.

There is a lot of time to think, in the silence left behind when there is no net. Continue reading

Designer Download — Carrie Snowpaw

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Snowpaws Viale Gown. Photo by Cajsa Lilliehook

Snowpaws is a regular supporter of Second Life® charity and  fashion events and Carrie Snowpaw’s work is instantly recognizable for its classic forms, sumptuous fabrics and elegant styling. I think most people’s first thought when they think of Snowpaws are her lush formal gowns, but that does not do her justice as she has a deep catalog of fashionable daywear as well.

It’s Only Fashion: What was your first day in Second Life like? What made you stick it out through the learning curve?

Carrie Snowplow: My first day was probably similar to others. Amazement at what I saw around me, frustration that I couldn’t get my avatar to walk correctly or to stop walking into walls, that sort of thing. After overcoming some of those basic hurdles I found my way to a freebie store and started grabbing shoes and dresses and anything else that looked interesting. That was more than enough for a first day. Continue reading

A Valediction for Parenthood

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I watched the penultimate episode of Parenthood last night. It was emotionally exhausting and I cried far harder than I probably should over fictional characters in a television series. When I watched the first episode of Parenthood six years ago, I had no idea what I was getting into. It was such a quiet show that seemed to have such humble ambitions – merely telling the story of an American family. I think there was a clue right from the start, though, that this was going to be more than a post-milennial Eight is Enough. After all, their last name is Braverman.

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Braverman! That name must be something to live up to. I actually looked up the name’s origin because I was pretty sure it did not originate with some courageous Saxon stalwart holding off a Viking horde and being called a “braver man” than most and then passing that name on for generations. It turns out to be Jewish surname from the Ukraine, a form of the Yiddish word braver which means good or honest. At least that is what most of the sources say, though one source says it means distiller. Well, the Braverman family does like their spirits. The name is perfect, though, there is something good and honest about this family and their quotidian dramas.

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