Tag Archives: Livalle

What’s Wrong With Being Confident?

I’m pretty excited as we’re heading right into the holiday season full steam ahead.  In the US we have Thanksgiving tomorrow which is in fact THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS no matter what the scrooges say. It’s that most wonderful time of the year of good cheer and family and friends and WONDERFUL THINGS ABOUND.

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Presented For Your Consideration…A Day Called Monday

Gidge Uriza is an ordinary fashion blogger. She’s been at her role for several years now and has enjoyed some success. But lately she’s found that she’s more and more vexed by the little things. The enhancements that just end up being more work, the new releases at events only, the fact that the new Firestorm takes such big pictures that no matter what she does she can’t crop them.

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Voyeur

I can’t believe how much time I lost and now it’s almost Halloween and there are about 1000 Halloween things I haven’t done or worn! SO MANY THINGS! I love them all, want to do them all and then some. I don’t even care how silly they are, I am a fiend for Halloween. Continue reading

LAQ and Rainy Days

Cold rainy days are to be expected, but a good hot meal makes me feel so much better most days. My new home is settling in to place for me rather nicely, and despite my typist being away for several days, I’m in a cozy place without her while I wait. I can’t ask for much more. Continue reading

In order for the light to shine brightly, the darkness must be present.

In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present.
Francis Bacon,the great scientist-philosopher wrote, “In order for the light to shine brightly, the darkness must be present.” The truth of this is demonstrated every time I work with projectors. They are brightest when it is darkest. I thought of this quote, though, in relation to this avant garde outfit from Liziaah. It explores form and texture and through its form, the interplay of dark and light. Released in deep, dark shades of aubergine, royal blue and black, the colors provide the darkness.
In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present.
Explorations of form, curving shapes and an open back reveal the light of exposed skin made brighter by their relation to the dark, rich fabrics.
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Hunts And Cat Food

I’ll be edgy, I thought whimsically, and wear ripped hose. Then I spent the rest of my day wondering why my hose wouldn’t rez. Clearly, edgy isn’t my cup of tea.

I decided to check out the Ricielli hunt yesterday after I picked up some cat food (and dammit a new cat) and I was pleased with how simple the hunt was. Really, not much of a hunt, just a clever sale, pink balls around the store that are numbered with corresponding items in them – you can use THIS key. Continue reading

C*cksucker Trees

From the moment I laid eyes on the trees, I knew I had to have them at my new home, they are perfect for a spooky Halloween landscape. But when I saw their name, I feel in love with them even more.

Deadwood trees.

Not Dead Wood Trees.

Deadwood trees.

Oh god, I’m a ten year old boy, because this hearkens me back to the ever prevalent Deadwood word. And I’m lost giggling as I place them because I love it so much. Continue reading

As The Fog Rolls In

I’m settling into my new place and I’ve got something important to remind you, while I lounge around watching the fog come in. The ARCADE is only open ONE MORE FARKING DAY. Ok if you haven’t been yet – IT IS TIME. The machines are still there and they hope to see you soon I’m pretty sure. One more day. Well two days if you count today.

This lovely set from MUDHONEY is part of the offering right now and it’s got some great pieces for comfortable living. I believe firmly in cozy and welcoming decor. I had forgotten MUDHONEY was in this time! OOOPS! Continue reading

Crazy Days of Disarray

I could leave one picture here and have you think I’m mostly settled into my new SLife, that I’m not living out of boxes and trying to sort out where my things are or what should go where in my new house.

This would be a lie. Continue reading

The Dying Of The Light

“It’s sweater weather,” my mom would’ve said. She would be right. A cool crisp breeze blows across Juicy and I realize I’m ready for pumpkins and cozy fireplaces. I’m ready for the oranges and browns and even the much maligned pumpkin spice.  Continue reading