A friend asked me what the hell Hedda was wearing on her snatch. This wasn’t one of those conversations in which a man objects to a trend because it makes a woman less sexy (e.g., a long skirt in the summer when, in theory, legs should be on display). This was one of the most important questions in SL, because finding something to provide the tiniest bit of coverage for an av’s pudendum is tough. (This post gets naughtier, but also mildly amusing, under the cut.) Continue reading
There are two things about Collabor88 that I really like. First, if you aren’t the kind of blogger who previews the items or gets in on the first morning and posts a post right away, it’s possible to wait three weeks and be the kind of blogger who reminds people that they forgot to go to Collabor88. Second, r2 A/D/E rarely follows the theme and instead offers something shiney and sexy at gasp-worthy prices. You know that disgusted feeling you get when you play a gacha and something baby-boy blue or lil-girl pink drops into your inventory? Make it all better this month with the Suzuya dress.
Over the past year I’ve made several references to the inevitable, premature end of my career as a scholar. For years I was powerless to do anything about it because I was powerless to do anything, period. I’ve been given a reprieve by the uni, I’m back not just to writing but to writing fluently, and I feel strong. I was lucky enough to find a wonderful therapist: if I have someone in my corner I am more than able to fight the shit that’s keeping me down. But I’m certain that my recovery is due mostly to the antidepressants, which I should have started on years ago. Why didn’t I? Because lying on the couch unable to do my own work and spending less and less time doing anything for classes felt like a normal reaction to several awful life experiences and to the disappointment of being resented by students and discounted by many members of the college (though not by the people in my actual department). I also didn’t think I was actually depressed because the depression I’d experienced in my twenties came in the form of sadness, not inactivity. Crying every day was a sign that something was wrong. Given the way my life had been going over the past five years, it seemed entirely appropriate for me to be the human equivalent of the boulder that seals a tomb. I don’t think I ever truly believed the claim that when people are depressed they don’t know it or don’t know the extent of it. I believe it now. Does this sound like some dumb testimonial? I could say more, but I won’t. There’s one last thing that I need to write and hope to recall if things go badly again: when I am a valued member of a wonderful community, I do pretty fucking well. Being part of a wretched community that conspires actively to distribute quicksand-like suffering in a dreadful inversion of egalitarian principles? I go under.
On the fashion front, things are looking up with the opening of Genre, a fantasy maven’s dream, where I picked up the most flattering skin Voshie Paine has ever done for La petite morte. There are three makeups in one lovely skin tone, with elf ears and Lolas Tango appliers included. Each is only 100L. (I die.) The dress Portia wears here is a 70L reopening goodie from Violent Seduction’s outpost on the Cupcake sim. Finally, [e] (elikatira) is having a 70% off hairdo sale. (It’s supposed to be a retirement sale, but everything seems to be discounted.) Don’t be flummoxed if a mouse-over shows the usual price of the hair packs. When you click to buy you get the discount price.
Credits to creators (see above for location deets)
.la petite morte. wixson pale fantasy 2
Violent Seduction – S/M Versailles (Cream)
Lolas ::: Tango ::: Mesh Breasts
[e] Thrive – Red 05 (on sale)
Eclectica ‘Nouveau Leaves’-necklace
lassitude & ennui, Phoebe lace-up boots dusty rose / light wood
pose prop one: Trompe L’oeil, Dreamy Genie Bottle Skybox Green (old Collabor88)
pose prop two: oh damn, I’ll check for you…
Waving, not drowning! I remember suffering through hot, humid summers wearing black footless tights and black vintage dresses fashioned out of suffocating manmade “miracle” fabrics. I saw more than one friend run home to reapply her pencilled-on eyebrows and hunker down in the basement until the sun set. Is global warming to blame for my current preference for brown cotton and visible leg stubble? Or did I just get less rigid and more lazy? Shame that by the time I reawakened to the pleasures of the water (though not lying on the beach, which is unbelievably boring), my beloved Lake Ontario was awash in E. coli.
Last night, Sileny Noel of Mango, Mango sent out this skin, which is a tribute to her friend Morgane. Let’s agree that this tan is bottle-bought (like the hair-colour; /me meows). If there’s one thing I still avoid in the summer, it’s unnecessary sun exposure.
Credits to creators
outfit: Violent Seduction, Lenore (The Macabre Hunt gift)
skin: Mango, Mango, MM Morgane Tan (subscribo gift)
shape: Dahlindah Destiny, The Booty (Free*Style, old Horst location, pay what you want)
eyes: PoDeArroz, NicoEyes-Leaf (freebie: buy giftbag)
hair: Analog Dog, Lua Smoke (freebie)
poses: Elisa, Lollipop Poses
location: Golden Sands