It’s Saturday and I’ve got a full day ahead of me. In fact, I’ve already been out shopping and picking up some demos and doing SL things and frankly, I’m a bit spent.
Walking around and being pretty is hard work. Continue reading
Henry Green was talking about editing and writing when he said, “The more you leave out, the more you highlight what you leave in.” The truth of that statement, though, applies to fashion as well as writing or any other kind of art. That is why I enjoy wonderfully restrained minimalist design like you get from ISON & Rowne. These pieces are from a showcase collection that will be taken off the market after September 30th, so go to ISON as soon as you can.
Peacocks are glorious creatures, peahens are so dowdy by their side. Aren’t we lucky that both the male and the female of our species can, if they choose, be as gaudy as a peacock or as subtle as a peahen? I am going for the gaudy side today with this gloriously embellished butterfly “Glasswings” dress from Reverie for The Arcade.
My new dog doesn’t seem to realize that I’m CLEANING today. He apparently decided that what I really wanted to do was have a bigger mess! I don’t know about you, but the last thing I really like is for stuff to get completely drenched in soggy dog dirt after I get it clean. Now, this own’t do at all….BAD DOG! Continue reading
Self-help has not changed much since 160 C.E. when Marcus Aurelius was journaling. His published Meditations are a twelve-volume collection of self-help books that are in the public domain, free to anyone to download for their fill of his “Think Yourself” [insert desired quality here] philosophy.
You probably think I am kidding. I am not. Here’s a bit of the self-help advice from good old Marky A.
The Arcade will be winding up in a few days and let’s face it, it’s PRIMO time to get in there and complete your collections. The Early Shoppers throngs are gone, you can move around without lag and the goods in the machines are all as awesome as they were DAY ONE. I decided that what I would do was make a run, right after I had some delicious PIZZA for breakfast.
I need to keep up my strength. Continue reading
Tired of being admired…../sings in her best Madeline Kahn voice. I am tired though. My day has been exhausting. I’m worn out from people and things and the lack of them being what I want. So I’m to bed early, with some treats and my sleep mask designed to keep out the light until I decide it’s time for my day to start again. Continue reading
I’m a simple pixel girl and this time of year i’m always excited about the myriad of goodies that start appearing for my kitchen. Yes I’m a pixel baker, I can’t help it. I never have to worry about the calories – so what’s the problem anyway right? Continue reading
Maylee Oh of The Secret Store answered the burning question, “What Would Dita Wear?” for the September Collabor88 showcase. And she answered it beautifully with lovely rockabilly lingerie that hits all the right notes. Not only that, she answered ten times over in beautiful color combinations of polka dots and solids.
I haven’t been a fan of hairbases since I first put on my Lelutka Aria head. I just never felt like I saw a hairbase that didn’t “off” or somehow just fake. Leave it to Lelutka to knock hairbases out of the part with a whole new line of hairstyles that not only look great with the hairbase attached but simply look completely natural. My friend Gogo has some great shots of all four styles HERE http://juicybomb.com/2016/09/18/everything-is-okay/ .
I’m also showing you some amazing new purple eyes from Banana Banshee. She’s been making eyes like a CRAZY person lately, tons of new releases. If you haven’t tried her eyes – NOW IS THE TIME girls. Her colors are beautiful and it’s a perfect time of year to freshen up your look with some new eyes. You can pick up the perfect shade of autumn eyes for your self at her MP store
https://marketplace.secondlife.com/stores/74286 or at her location IN WORLD which you can hop to via http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Odumin/93/228/46 . Continue reading