I wrote this whole post yesterday. It was about hate, and futility, and somewhat about moving on from negative people and experiences. Continue reading
Haters Gonna Hate
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Tag Archives: Pink Fuel
Ever Feel Like You’re Being Watched ?
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
Crushed
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
What A Load of Crap
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
No YOU Need More PS…Just Sayin’
A lovely friend of mine, and fellow blogger got some weird critique. Well, weird to me. She was told “You need better PS skills.” This was in response to her applying to blog for someone.
Hmmmmm.
My advice in response was basically this. If their products are so bad that they require you to photoshop them, no one should be wearing them anyway. Continue reading
Accessorize With DeezCatz
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
A Puzzling Sunday
I’m having a lazy Sunday morning here in SL. I’ve been tied up in the RL and poor Gidge has been wearing the same shoes for a week. This is almost a tragedy except that they are adorable shoes from House of Hucci at this month’s Collabor88 and therefore, tragedy is averted. Continue reading
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Shut Up And Dance With Me
When I’m nervous I talk too much. I become verbose, searching for non-offensive words especially when I fear confrontation might erupt but I still feel a need to communicate on a subject. I’m trying to be less so but it’s difficult especially WHEN the nerves take over and I can’t even remember what I was trying to say half the time, given the amount of words I have spewed. Continue reading
I Give You My Heart
I got my boyfriend at Dysfunctional Designs. It’s perfect because I know exactly where he’s been and I don’t have to worry about pixel disease. Plus, he’s really a boy so no worries about humiliating catfish moments later. Continue reading