December has arrived and it brought a little snow my way – at least in Second Life®. This is in the Winter section of the photo park at MDR and I probably should have worn boots and not slingbacks, but I liked the way they look with the pants. I didn’t hike back down the hill, anyway. I jumped on a hangglider.
I thought about calling this Cardinal Sins, but there’s nothing sinful about this delightful gown from Paper Couture. This is a dress for conquering the world.
I have been experimenting with coming into work 3 hours earlier than usual at 5:30 AM. It’s a surreal time of the morning. The streets are empty and all the coffeeshops are closed. My early morning ritual latte before the bus where I would ponder which of four coffeeshops to choose no longer an option. The bus riders are a more proletarian group and there is no lively conversation, instead silence reigns. What suprprises me most, though it shouldn’t, is how cold it is in the morning. 44 degrees and foggy. So I dug out my gloves to keep my hands warm. It’s strange, but if my hands are warm enough, I am warm enough. If my hands are cold I feel miserable. Warm hands = Happy Cajsa. Continue reading
I woke up feeling chilled this morning and snuggled back under the covers for a couple hours before getting up and getting dressed in warm snuggly sweaterage. Here in SL, warm, snuggly sweaters seem in order, too and what could be snugglier than the Dita sweater from Persona?