posted by Gidge Uriza
The FAUXHEMIAN Hair from [Curio] wins my hands down best hair name at this years HAIR FAIR. It made my short list of styles I HAD to have so I was pretty stoked to get it on and be a pretty girl in it.
But then, I couldn’t figure out what to wear. Continue reading
posted by Gidge Uriza
Elusyve Jewell:Hot Girl/Girl Action Follows Us Wherever We Plurk.
There she goes
Shaking that ass on that pole
bumping and grinding that pole
The way she’s grinding that pole
I think I’m losing control…
We ’bout to have a party (Turn the music up)
So let’s get it started (go ‘head shake your butt)
I’m looking for a girl with a body and a sexy strut
wanna get it poppin baby step right up
Tonight I want a slut, would you be mine?
I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine… Continue reading
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I was standing
You were there
Two Worlds Collided
And they could never tear us apart Continue reading
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A thousand years, a thousand more
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
And endlessess turning stairway climbs to a tower of souls Continue reading
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I love the classic rock-a-billy and retro inspired fashions swirling around A-Bomb. And what do I love to do with them? MESS UP THE CREATORS VISION BY PUTTING ON SOME BIG FOOFY HAIR AND BEJEWELLING MYSELF MIGHTILY.
Well, it’s one thing I love to do with them. Continue reading
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In time or so I’m told
I’m just another soul for sale, oh well
The Page is out of print,we are not permanent
We’re temporary, temporary
Same Old Story
I’m finished making sense
done pleading ignorance
that whole defense
Spinning infinity
boy,the wheel is spinning me
It’s never ending, never ending
same old story Continue reading
posted by Gidge Uriza
If you think my SL blogging planning is an insane jumble of busy you oughta see my RL planner. I’m so far behind I’m first. So it was with absolute joy that I slipped into something comfy as soon as I could get home.
Something comfy like this awesome new release from Phoenix Rising – the Oxygen shirt in Ice and the Tiffany Shorts. The shirt also has a prim attachment for a baby doll look but I wasn’t in a baby doll mood, I was feeling comfy and just shy of that prissy. You can see it HERE.
Yeah I know, I’m messing with the creators vision. But I LOVE Phoenix Rising and think that they will understand that I had a new tummy that I’m in love with and didn’t want to cover up. Continue reading
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One of my best friends from high school is still someone I keep in touch with. As long as I’ve known her she’s had this kind of serious looking scar right over her left eyebrow.
I asked her how she did it, finally, after years of knowing her, and she repleid, “I was playing Frankenstein with my little brother.” To which I said,”Huh?” Continue reading
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There seems to be some misunderstanding that the only people who can find clothes at Sn@tch are goth queens and those who give much props to THEIR $I$STAHS or other such nonsense in their profiles. It seems that perhaps my Barbie sisters aren’t aware of the gorgeous treasure trove to be found – and for awesome prices.
Granted, if I’m looking for something festive and gothy I do run to Sn@tch…..but to only shop there for that kind of look would be to miss some absolutely stunning pieces that no girly girl should be missing out on.
Such as……….THIS DRESS! Continue reading
Second Life has its own version of Tornado Alley @ napoliy – that marvelous vintage furnishing store. It was the place I thought of when I saw this Karen dress from L’Abel with the lovely print of a miniature on the skirt. The dress, while as modern in form and fabric as can be, is an homage to the past with its use of a 19th century miniature in the print. The subdued earthy colors made me think of the odd light in the air before a tornado that subdues even the most vivid colors.
Napoliy is actually a small parcel that is closed off with large prims of the gathering storm, a perpetually incipient funnel cloud preparing to rampage through the small village. I love the mood of the looming menace – particularly as I know this storm is always about to rage, but never actually does. Having grown up in tornado country and spent many hours in the cellar waiting for the all clear, it’s lovely to be able to experience and recall that awful clarity and silence right before the the roaring train whistle of a tornado. Just before the tornado sweeps in, even the frogs and crickets silence themselves in anxious anticipation.
