I thought missing you would break me. I had no idea of standing on these streets without you. Yet there I was. Solitary, intentionally so. Nothing ended up how it should have, nothing ended up right. But I had to make a choice to keep going and so I did. Continue reading
I heard there was danger here but all I’ve found are these bunnies. they’re adorable, scampering about. They’re perfect for prepping for some Easter pictures in my opinion. SWEET little bunnies. Continue reading
Tuli is back for Skin Fair and bringing us new pretty faces. She’s got appliers for Maitreya, Slink and Belleza bodies I was delighted to see. I was a little sad face to not have this pretty skin for my Lelutka head but if taking off my head is the sacrifice I have to make I will survive I suppose. Continue reading
I was going to get some work done this morning but I got new headphones fit for a princess and I couldn’t be bothered once I got to the studio. It’s a crown – it’s headphones – it’s EVERYTHING.
I’m going to spend some time relaxing, despite this onslaught of spytatoes entering my dwelling. I hope they come in peace. Continue reading
Been there, done that, messed around
I’m having fun, don’t put me down
I’ll never let you sweep me off my feet
I won’t let you in again
The messages I’ve tried to send
My information’s just not going in Continue reading
Are you good at admitting you’re wrong? It’s a skill. When I’m working, toiling at my desk and blogging, shooting, styling, I have no problem admitting something’s wrong. “Look at that intersection” or “Oh god why did I think that went together” or whatever it is I’ve done wrong, I am ok with admitting it. I’m good with accepting it and moving on.
Personally I’m terrible at it. I hate realizing I’m wrong about someone. I hate being wrong about who they are, or their intentions. Continue reading
It’s a Sunday that’s been rife with things to do and me being confused about events that aren’t open yet or are already closed. I’m 15 kinds of cranky so I decided something comfortable was in order for today.
My new dress is a shirt dress from Fission and it’s got the right amount of “put together” to go with just hanging around. Continue reading
I’m the queen of bad intersections, hair stuck through arms, floating necklaces and various other faux pas. I’m a veteran enough blogger to snicker when someone else does it yet find the ego to go oh eff it I don’t care when I do.
This is pretty much true 100% of the time. I will decide that it’s a more accurate representation of your SL experience as intersections and weird stuff DOES happy when you aren’t stuck in a pose for a shoot. So, that’s a Gidge truth.
However, I had this great night last night reconnecting with an old friend and then Amatorum was having a party so I slapped on something new QUICKLY and ran over there, with a nagging feeling the entire time that I was MISSING something. What am I missing? Continue reading
What do you do on a day that a great man dies? When you wake up and the world is less one artist, one incredible voice and talent?
You get up and do the things you were supposed to do that day, because despite the gaping hole in the universe that is suddenly left you aren’t the one who left and you have things to do. Continue reading
It was way past midnight
And she still couldn’t fall asleep
The night the dream was leaving
she tried so hard to keep Continue reading