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Meet Lust

Hello, people!

It’s four days i’m wearing this skin from .::Felony::., i like it so much i don’t want to take it off anymore:


Meet Lust. It’s stunning. It’s luscious. It’s silky. Really. Such an exotic and beautiful face and so different from most of the skins i’ve been seeing around lately. I’m wearing it in the light tone which is also different from “normal” light skin tones: it makes me think of a burning rose.
Look at the mole above the lip, it adds the definitive sensual touch to the whole skin…..Oh my, i love Lust, Feline Dagger did such a great job!
This limited edition skin comes in 4 tones and will be available at the Festival of Sin which will run from February 18th till March 3rd, so you better get ready, folks!

Now let me show you these amazing heels:

Spring in Bloom

The Spring in Bloom heels from Purrfect 10 are some of the most beautiful heels i have ever seen and you can find them and their “Wild Rose” version – in cream and crimson – at the Back to Black event.

Two more pictures and credits after the cut!

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The Gulf of Lune


I love the colors in the bodice of Paper Couture’s Waves of Silk gown far too much to only wear it as released by the fabulous Lu Sisters. They made a gorgeous ballgown, but I want to wear that top for everyday, too, so I paired it with one of Ingenue’s fabulous pencil skirts. I was once this close to an elk in the woods near my home. I was standing along the trees at the edge of a marshy meadow a lot like this, keeping very still while watching for deer, when an elk stepped out from the brush right next to me. We looked at each other in shock and then he chuffed a little and turned back into the woods.


Then I ran off to the Gulf of Lune to shoot some pictures. You will love this place. It’s a marshland full of wildlife and birdlife – one of the few great places for twitchers in Second Life. I was entranced by the herons. The one event in my life that I would classify as mystical or spiritual was when I was camping at Hell Gate in Montana. It was summer and we decided to roll the sleeping bags out on the dock that extended far out into the reservoir. A breeze on my face woke me about three in the morning and I opened my eyes to see a heron slowly hovering above me, looking at me. He would fly up and glide down so close I could feel the air from his wings. I don’t know how long it lasted, but it felt timeless and as though it could last forever. I was careful not to move or startle him and simply savored this extraordinary blessing.
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