I was so wound up from my exciting and happy Friday that I just couldn’t sleep properly. I decided to read for a while to see if that calmed me down but you know then my mind got going with all the beautiful things I was seeing and I was even MORE awake. Continue reading
VINTAGE FAIR is happening and I’m lounging in a new release from FISSION, who is still a mainstay of classic couture in my wardrobe. There aren’t a lot of retro fashion designers of consistent quality, Ingenue and Fission area always at the top of my list. Continue reading
I think it’s important to have various interests and activities in one’s life. Thanks to the Arcade and Collabor88 I am able to embrace lots of mine, and try new things like this hoverboard. It’s SO much fun, I may use it for travelling everywhere from now on! Continue reading
I felt very strongly about a need for a fun breakfast this morning. Sometimes you just need something unnecessary and awesome to start you day, and delicious cakes for me and my new boyfriend seemed like the ticket. Continue reading
My typist actually held a baby tiger in real life once. It was at one of those “pay to hold a baby tiger” sorts of places that one wouldn’t patronize today, because God KNOWS tigers should be in a reserve or some safe place, not in a little sideshow tent. But 20 years ago the world was a different place and thus, a baby tiger was held. Continue reading
Once again Tres Blah rocks my socks at the Arcade. I gotta have it all. Actually – I have most of it now. I just love her work, it’s like she says “What does Gidge need?” and then makes that. Continue reading
The Arcade is coming up quickly and this round features some great items for your outdoor fun in your Second Life! Continue reading
Yes this is all for me, but the caloric intake required to support keeping this mesh body rendered is outrageous. We fashion bloggers we have to eat a lot. It’s like the opposite of real life. If we don’t eat tons of food we melt back to Ruth.
No one wants that. Continue reading
Cajsa and I were almost homeless this week. There was a snafu, an oooops, one of those timing issues where something goes wrong and now you don’t have a place to live. Sometimes those are easily corrected. We got lucky – the land was ours again, we are once again neighbors on our tiny islets of joy.
But it put me into reflection about where I am in this place between second and first life. There is no doubt that my Second Life doesn’t hold the sway over me it once did. I’d no longer call it an addiction. I miss the people I loved here, and wonder what’s become of the ones I fear are dead. I regret the missteps that lost me friends, and the missteps that made me believe the wrong people were friends and loved ones.
Being homeless, even for a day though, called me to question “Should I still be here?” Continue reading
I heard a noise in the night and had to come downstairs to investigate. Sometimes my cats are so quiet I forget I have them, and I have to assume that it was them. Where Cajsa and I live is private, it would take a lot of doing to GET down here to us, yet – the noise was such a crash, I was certain I was going to find some cretin offering to to make-f*ck with me wandering around my house.
I was looking forward to an early AM eject and ban, if you must know. Continue reading