I like everything I wear for my blog, but every once in a while an outfit will strike a special chord and make me feel extraordinary. Azul’s Abigail for Black Fashion Fair is such a dress. With all the bare skin, it was critical that it fit perfectly since I could not use alphas to block any of the bodice in the mesh top, not with such exposure on the side. As you can see, the fit was perfect and I got a lot of compliments on it when I wore it for my set this morning.
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Don’t Worry, Be Happy
I do not worry very much. Worry does not prevent mishaps or change outcomes; at least not for the better. It can only make things worse, distracting us from getting things done, making our minds race with one fret after another. The heroic Corrie Ten Boom had this to say about worry, “Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it robs today of its strength.”
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Waspy Woman
Can You Feel the Punk?
Baiastice has a fun punk outfit for Collabor88 with skirt, vest and bra top. I chose the tartan option because tartan is such a great punk print.
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Fashion For Change
Fashion For Change opened yesterday – a fundraising event to raise money for Womankind Worldwide, an organization working to challenge discrimination against women around the world and to increase women’s participation and voice in the policies that affect their lives. Fashion For Change runs from April 11th through the 25th and several of my favorite stores are participating including Azul. This dress is an exclusive for Fashion For Change and was created with options to change it up. Here I am wearing it without the overskirt.
Collabor88 Bop
With apologies to The Ramones.
They’re shopping in a straight line,
They’re bouncing off a full sim,
the fashionistas are losing their minds.
Collabor88 Bop.
Hey ho, let’s go! hey ho, let’s go!
Hey ho, let’s go! hey ho, let’s go!
They’re piling on the mesh bits,
Trying to to make it all fit,
Pretty in Punk’s a big hit.
Collabor88 Bop.
Hey ho, let’s go
Shoot’em in the back now
What they want, I don’t know
They’re all dressed up and ready to go
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Sly Lurkers of the Underbrush
My senior year I was chosen as the class nonconformist. That made sense as I was politically active and that’s never the conformist way to be. I was also the only person to graduate without taking biology. I had fought the school requirement all the way to the state high school accreditation board – arguing I merely had to take any science of my choice and did not have to take a biology class. Instead I took physics. I really did not want to dissect anything. A couple classmates, a couple that would often disappear into closets for a kiss or two or three, were named the Sly Lurkers of the Underbrush. That cracked me up. I had never heard the phrase before or since, but it fit them somehow. I am not quite lurking in the underbrush at Eclectica, but I am lurking.
Of course, you can’t really lurk without being noticed when your dress is this chic and sporty, can you? The Filton dress from Hucci for Collabor88 has all sorts of sporty details such as the stripe on the sleeve and the inset on the skirt. It’s striking, modernist and minimalist with a huge helping of chic.
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Calming Waves
When my best friend and I moved into our first apartment together, our mutual grandparents donated various items to our new household. One of the BIG items was a lazy boy. I had never owned a lazy boy, as my mother deemed them horrible, “The sweatpants of seats.” Continue reading
The Zen of Ironing
For me, ironing has always been a peaceful relaxing activity. I would set up the ironing board in the living room by the couch and have the unearned in a basket on one side and an empty basket on the other to place the newly ironed pieces. I would lower the ironing board so I could sit on the couch and watch something on television while I ironed and work away. It’s quiet, peaceful and easy to do, so ironing was a favorite chore.
Random Builds
All artsy random builds are required to have a piano somewhere, possibly in a puddle, for no reason at all. I like to sit at these pianos and pretend to play some wistful melody.
I couldn’t find one at this build, but maybe I just missed it. I give them points for the cat. The cat seems horrified that I have to pee, doesn’t it? Continue reading