
I was getting ready to possibly go out last night, and I kept having this weird feeling that someone else was in the treehouse with me. I can’t put my finger on why, I just kept having this SENSE that I wasn’t alone. Continue reading

I was getting ready to possibly go out last night, and I kept having this weird feeling that someone else was in the treehouse with me. I can’t put my finger on why, I just kept having this SENSE that I wasn’t alone. Continue reading

The Annex has released a new gown which is still seasonally perfect. A deep, plunging neckline swaddles you in a luxurious crushed velvet look. I can just imagine how heavy this gown would be. Continue reading

I spent a little time on the grid having Valentine’s and decided to go over for the 100 Word Stories read by Crap Mariner at Amatorum. He entertained us with lively tails that involved cigarette burns and corpses. Continue reading
Diana Vreeland once said she spent her entire life in search of the perfect red. She should have started at Sascha’s Designs where Sascha Fragelli has captured the perfect red in her Lush Red Dress for The Instruments from February 11th through the 25th. The dress comes with its own jewelry, heart-shaped hat and white boa, but I decided to go in another direction with Lelutka’s bolero in purple (it was a Christmas group gift). Something about red and purple is so lush and wild.
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“A relationship is like a road trip: You get bugs splattered on the windshield. By the time you see them, it’s too late, but you still keep going.”
Welcome to Braggsville by T. Geronimo Johnson
I love this quote from the book I just finished reading, Welcome to Braggsville. It has the virtue of being funny and true. Like a road trip, you don’t always know the destination in a relationship, you surely do not know what you will encounter and a few bugs will get splattered on the way. And of course, you usually keep going, though maybe sometimes you should take the off-ramp.
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At LEA27, there is a new installation called The City that opened on January 31st. Ziki Questi did a great post about it here.
I love its stark minimalist approach. It is a place to play with light and shadow.
It also seems a wonderful place to highlight the extraordinary elegance of Zaara’s Thalia dress. Thalia is the Greek muse of laughter and the dress has clear Greco-Roman inspiration in its draping. I had to ask Zaara if it was named after Thalia Heckroth™ and she confirmed. I have a friend in my first life named Thalia, too, and sometimes I think they are the best evidence of names being destiny because they both have a joyful laugh and both are animated by injustice to act.
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It’s always nice when Collabor88 opens, and nicer when it’s a Prom and they can invite guests. This round I’m ECSTATIC because Pink Fuel is there and not only that….she released LELTUKA appliers. She’s made them for Simone, however I’m wearing them on Aria. I’m a rebel. Continue reading

It’s Mardi Gras and that can only mean one thing, Valentine’s day is ALMOST HERE! I know yesterday I bemoaned the oncoming never ending red and pink sea that SL was about to come. But then I looked up and remembered OMG I LOVE VALENTINE’S DAY!!
I can tell you WHY very easily. Valentine’s day has never been about romantic love to me. It’s about LOVE. Love comes in all shapes and sizes. Platonic, familial are just a couple. Romantic is great and yes all the heart shaped dildos and cupid buttplugs are definitely geared to a sexytimes romantic evening.
But for me, I love just spending the day thinking of and celebrating ALL the people I love. Continue reading

Let’s face it, some people aren’t themselves until they eat. I’m not myself until I get a cup (or two) of hot Joe in the morning. In fact, I’m downright cranky I confess. I probably shouldn’t get this cranky but darnit, the service in this place is just too damn slow. Continue reading

One is that I love the Fucking Gacha Garden. So much so, that I believe they should change their name to exactly that. But then you’d end up with unmentionables at every vendor and well I’m just too much of a lady for all that. Yes I am. But I’m not too much of a lady to LOVE SOME DAMN FOOTBALL.
I drug out a table and a TV and set up for the big game! Continue reading