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We'll Always Have Paris

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Rick and Ilsa will always have Paris and so will you if you check out the new Paris skin from Chaisuki for Vanity Universe Skin Fair. With 18 skins, 18 tattoo layer lip shades, 21 special layers, 4 cleavage layers, 3 pubic hair layers, 4 brow layers and 4 hairbases in 6 warm and lush tones, you will have enough options to wear Paris everyday for a year without ever repeating yourself. Chai Kazan, the skinner behind Chaisuki, must have worked her fingers to the bone to produce this much variety. It took hours simply to shoot the pictures of the skins, I can’t imagine how long it must have taken to create them.
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Six luscious skin tones. One of the things I really like about Chaisuki skin tones is that they remind me of warm and gentle hand-colored photographs. Continue reading

Mesmeric Fingers Softly Touch

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Still, is the bustle in the Brook —
Sealed are the spicy valves —
Mesmeric fingers softly touch
The Eyes of many Elves —

Emily Dickinson, Poem XLIX

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Emily Dickinson wrote about elves more than once. She truly saw the world in a grain of sand and was inspired by the natural world and by her fantasies. Emilia Redgrave has been inspired by fantasy lately. Whether you look at her dramatic Trinity skins inspired by vampires or her rugged action hero King skins for men complete with blood and bruises or her latest release for Vanity Universe Skin Fair, Avie, the Fairy skin, these skins are important contributions to the fantastical lives of Second Life residents. Just as Trinity is the quintessential vampiress, Avie perfectly expresses the naturalistic world of elves and fairies with her fresh, glowing healthy skin and that healthy outdoor blush on her cheeks.
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Skin, Skin & More Skin

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Vanity Universe Skin Fair got off to a busy start – with a full sim of excited skin shoppers delighting in the new releases and swimming in a sea of demos. PXL Creations newest release for the Fair is Linda Gen3. Hart Larsson released it before the Fair, so many of you may have seen it. I was sick, though, and only got to unpack it until Sunday. I had to blog it even though it’s been blogged several times because it’s such a beautiful and elegant skin. It’s exactly the sort of skin I love, luminous and elegant with many options to allow us to get the exact look we want.

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It’s not just the elegant makeups that make me fall in love with PXL Creations skins, it’s the soft and tender sexiness of the body. The tummy and the derriere are delightfully sexy. Special touches are a few stray moles. There’s also a full body tattoo of freckles and cleavage tattoo layers for those who want more uplift.
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Cuddly Cozy Chic

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What’s soft, snuggly and so-so chic? My answer is the lovely fur poncho from Lelutka. Called Rea, it’s Rea-lly perfect for a chilly walk at Roche, the lovely sim where I shot the pictures.

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The dress is equally perfect for the chilly weather, a lovely striped sweater dress from A-Bomb called Cold Embrace. Isn’t it fun how A-Bomb names all their outfits after song titles?

Lost in your cold embrace
I’ll perceive your light
Burning my life inside
You will see my fire fade away

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Wearing a Sunset

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There’s a reason everyone waits expectantly for new releases from Lelutka. There are always deliciously beautiful clothing to excite and tantalize us. Among my favorites from the releases last month is this gorgeous dress aptly Oman, with its waves of luscious ombre fabric with a rich black taffeta overskirt. It’s lush, romantic and oh-so-exhilirating.

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I shot it at the lovely Barbee sim that is one of the rare black and white venues in Second Life. A warren of shops and buildings with little nooks of trees and foliage, the only exterior flashes of color come from peacock feather trees. It was a lovely place to highlight the lovely colors of the skirt.
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52 Weeks of Color

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It seems strange, yet fitting, that my first 52 Weeks of Color posting after coming home from the hospital is for the color Indigo. It immediately reminded me of a good friend, just a few years older than me, whose death last year shocked me with its suddenness. She was a true artist and often gave me pieces of her work. Her work hangs all over my home. Her last project was writing a young adult novel and I am slowly working my way through it, editing it for her family before they seek publication. It’s a slow process because when I read, I hear her voice and drift into remembrance. She was also a finder of odd and interesting books that she would give her friends. One that she gave me was an artist’s “memoir” of the color indigo. A strange and extraordinary book, I expect it is long out of print and possibly vanity-published as I cannot find it anywhere on the web to point you in its direction. That was one of her gifts – the art of finding strange, inexplicable and surprising books that could seem bizarre at first blush, but always were fascinating and fun reads. Indigo will always make me think of her – and the memories are wonderful.

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52 Weeks of Color — Indigo

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It seems strange, yet fitting, that my first 52 Weeks of Color posting after coming home from the hospital is for the color Indigo. It immediately reminded me of a good friend, just a few years older than me, whose death last year shocked me with its suddenness. She was a true artist and often gave me pieces of her work. Her work hangs all over my home. Her last project was writing a young adult novel and I am slowly working my way through it, editing it for her family before they seek publication. It’s a slow process because when I read, I hear her voice and drift into remembrance. She was also a finder of odd and interesting books that she would give her friends. One that she gave me was an artist’s “memoir” of the color indigo. A strange and extraordinary book, I expect it is long out of print and possibly vanity-published as I cannot find it anywhere on the web to point you in its direction. That was one of her gifts – the art of finding strange, inexplicable and surprising books that could seem bizarre at first blush, but always were fascinating and fun reads. Indigo will always make me think of her – and the memories are wonderful.

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Scarlett Always Dreamed of an Hourglass Waist

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Ah! The hourglass waist! The fashionable ideal for centuries, it has never been more fully or literally achieved than in the Clessidra gown released by Squinternet Larnia, the genius behind Donna Flora. There are many joys in shopping at Donna Flora where dresses, suits and jewelry are created with such a range of style and imagination unrivaled in Second Life. Even among the exuberant cornucopia of offerings, Clessidra stands out as uniquely imaginative. With its whimsically eccentric styling, it seems to give a nod to Steampunk influences with its clockwork adornment and jewelry.

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I had to rush over to the Spencer Art Museum and shoot this among the Flux of assembling and disassembling mechanical parts that occasionally gave me shove and a nudge. I could not resist trying out several Windlight settings after reading a blog post discouraging bloggers from using Windlight, insisting that facelights were preferable for shooting photos. Folks have every right to give advice – even bad advice. Yes, facelights are intrusive on other people’s enjoyment and experience. However, we can turn off attached lights and those annoying lights won’t render for us. There’s no need to get mad at facelight wearers, we can just ignore their lights. Anyway, if turning off Windlight and running around with a beacon makes people happy, it doesn’t harm me. Even lousy photo-shooting advice is harmless, but I do think it’s disagreeable and unnecessary to suggest that people using Windlight are ugly, take lousy photos and can’t get a date. I mean, if you’re going to write a long essay full of bad advice, at the very least you might try to be polite about it. Okay, my mini-rant is over. Here’s my response, shooting my avatar in a range of Windlight settings and feeling very happy with the results.
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Of Ball Gowns and Best Friends


As we head into a weekend of parties and swirly dresses I’m pulling out a set that was shot long before Cajsa got sick.
Over on my RL blog I talked yesterday about knowing who you are. (Words of wisdom via Keith Richards). The importance of that struck me as I was muddling through flickr sets trying to decide what to post today.
This picture above, well, that’s who Cajsa and I are.

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The Gulf of Lune

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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.

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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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