Friday, December 31, 2010

Enchanting Friends

Floating alone
In a wasteland of white -
No one, no thing to be found in sight.



From faery on loan
She conjured a friend
A beast with whom time she could spend.



How her days shone
With a pal by her side -
She had no reason anymore to hide.



The hours had flown
With sweet joyous play
She flopped on its back and it took her away.



The tired, old crone
Before falling asleep
Said, 'Will you be mine? for good? for keeps?'



Faery couldn't condone
A bind so contrary
For magical cures are all temporary.



Again on her own
Her heart broken and tossed
She felt as though she'd always be lost.




Through tears and moans
She heard one inquire
"I have a tissue, might you require?"



So she was shown
In good times or poor
A real, true friend is worth far more.




PS: Have a joyous and safe New Year's celebration, and may health, success, and happiness find you in 2011!

Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader.

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page. A directory of SLurls can be found here.)

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

My Nephew Wilmur - an introduction

Good evening, darling! It's nice to see you as always. We'll have to take our tea in the formal living room, dear, so do please mind those crumbs!

You see, my nephew Wilmur has recently moved into the television room after returning to the country from his exploits overseas. Oh my yes, it is wonderful to have him here - he's such a delightful young man!

I'd love for you to meet him, but alas, he is not home. After a hearty dinner, he headed right out for a night on the town!


Oh of course I didn't go with him! It's important for adults to let their wards off their leashes now and again, isn't it? He is a good boy, though - he always calls up to me and tells his auntie goodbye.


 I'm not really sure what he is up to, darling, but surely it is a sterling pursuit, as he has an eclectic yet discerning taste in culture.


Oh tosh, of course I am not worried about him losing all of his pocket money! He's always been frugal and never spends unwisely!


I do hope he's having fun. He's just started making friends here, and I am sure he will find many kindred spirits to bully about the town with.


He's a very steady sort, you see. Dependable and having lots of grace and control about himself.


I'm sure once you meet him, you'll see, darling: he's a very cool cat!



Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader.

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page. A directory of SLurls can be found here.)

Monday, December 27, 2010

Not Just Another Pretty Face

The world is full of nastiness, cruelty, and polyester.

Reeking of its filth, the world desires beauty and yearns for justice.

I am a mere public servant: I fill both needs. Seeking out injustice in every quaint corner of this city - I will root evil out!


Even the most innocent seeming person can be a tsunami of criminal intent just waiting to swell and wipe us all out! Take this fellow for example....


Give him enough coffee, and with no operational bathroom in the vicinity, it is just a matter of time before his demons spring forth and mayhem ensues!


That, gentle person, is when I strike! I pounce, my golden lasso in my hand, and I take out the proverbial trash!


I am who the world needs me to be.


I am Wonder Woman!



Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader.

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page! A directory of SLurls can be found here!)

Friday, December 24, 2010

Happy Holidays!



Hair: Bliss - Chano, vanille
Dress: Donna Flora - Moviestar, gold
Hair comb: Dark Mouse - Nouveau Diamonds
Glasses: artilleri - Gabriella Glasses, white
Rings: Paper Couture - Leather Blossom, Diamonds and Pearl
Gloves: VictoriaV - long satin gloves
Necklace/earrings: Paper Couture - Diamond Pearl Menagerie
Shoes: Paper Couture - Suede Platform Pump, white
Stockings: The Rural Route - Varicose Veins with Support Hose

Holiday Wishes: my heart <3

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Two Legends and a Cupcake

Do you remember your first crush? I certainly do. So handsome... so romantic... so agile... No, not you, darling... Gene Kelly!

Gnarlic Plimpton's (octagons Yazimoto) collaboration with Lalu Bonetto from Gato sure does take me back to when that man made my little girl heart pitter patter! Aren't these galoshes and umbrella wonderful?

Of course dancing in the rain is the cause of many a hat's death, and the staining of frocks and coif corruption, but when you're in love, who cares?


You kids can have your Auto-Tuned Glee, I'll take the original any day! Prepare to swoon!


Another pose set Gnarlic Plimpton has showcases yet another handsome fellow - and one of my personal favorites of all time: the great Charlie Chaplin!


This set comes with the bowler hat, the mustache, and canes with poses inside.



I love all of Chaplin's films; they have such a prophetic quality about them. Don't believe me? Watch this:


I don't think the world is quite ready for a Dame Sailor Moon, but if it was, I'm sure Gnarlic Plimpton's Sailor Moon pose set would come in handy!



I imagine if I were to dress up like Sailor Moon and give the Sailor Moon salute, it might look something like this...


What if I were to dress up like Sailor Moon and suddenly be confronted with foes? If there were no bricks to throw, or mace to spray, I'm sure her pointy tiara would teach them a lesson!



Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader.

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page! A directory of SLurls can be found here!)

Monday, December 20, 2010

Pose Revelation

I have a confession to make. Oh, settle down, darling... it's not that kind of confession.


When I first started SL I didn't understand poses. They seemed to be strictly for the fashionistas of the grid who took amazing pictures of amazing fashions dressed on amazing bodies. As a less than usual avatar, I wondered: how exactly do these glancing-over-my-shoulder-at-you-in-a-come-hither-way poses enhance my (or your) second life existence?


Then, one day I was farting around with some poses I received as a gift from someone and found myself giggling at the story I was building in my head around what the poses were showing. Suddenly, it dawned on me: what if these poses aren't used just to show off clothes, but are used as screen captures of events already in progress?


Add a prop and a facial expression, and a pose can illustrate something wonderful...


...or something frightful!


The pose creator's work combined with a little bit of your own imagination can help tell amazing stories:

Rummaging around in my hair....

... I find the most unusual things!
In SL, anything can happen - you are only bound by the limits of your imagination and ingenuity (which, of course, can be limitless for those brave enough to allow it). I'm glad I discovered how much fun poses can be, and now am building an arsenal of all sorts of poses and animations to help me illustrate my second life!


These poses are from Miamai's "I was only dreaming' set from Mavi Beck!


Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader. 

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page! A directory of SLurls can be found here!)

Sunday, December 19, 2010

My Fair Dame

The forces of the universe convened and decided it was past due for this planet to provide me with my own personal theatre upon which to grace my public. As soon as I saw it, my mind exploded with ideas and plans on what dramatic productions to stage. Oh, darlings, the culture will be spread so thick!

The rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain!
Behold the fantastic offering from Chandni Khondji of Hopscotch!

Why can't a woman be more like a man?

This stage is amazing. There are 7 fully adjustable poses built in, with a capability of up to 6 avatars using it at once. The stage is deep enough - both in front and behind the curtain - to allow for movement or stage props. The textures are gorgeous, as you can see, and it photographs so very well, being the perfect size to get a great capture.

I've grown accustomed to her face.




Edith Ogleby, Chandni Khondji, and Wilmur Ogleby take their bows.

Sadly, the 'charity' behind the benefit this post was supporting, the Superhero Epilepsy Combat Syndicate, is a sham. The leader, Epileptic Dreddmor, raised an estimated $500 on behalf of the Epilepsy Foundation from benefits and direct donations over the course of several months. Unfortunately, no money ever made it to the Epilepsy Foundation. When pressed, she admitted this and later it was discovered all the money was gone and she had used it for her own interests.

Many generous people donated their time, items, and money in an attempt to help the Epilepsy Foundation. One person's selfish actions do not diminish the good intentions of those she took advantage of, and I applaud every one of the creators and kind people who tried to support what they believed was a worthy cause.

As for me, I learned a great lesson: never put efforts into something that isn't 100% transparent and honest. If something smells fishy, it is fishy.

I apologize for my association with the S.E.C.S. and urge everyone to be wary of the level of support they show this group and it's leader.


(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page! A directory of SLurls can be found here!)

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Holiday Baking with the Dame

It's the holidays, and that means special treats from the kitchen! But with so many other holiday chores to attend to - shopping, wrapping presents, parade grand marshalling, holiday wine tasting - how does one find the time to make these tasty goodies?



Here's a recipe for a quick, delicious treat that uses things you might already have laying about your refrigerator!




Lazy Rugelach

You'll need

Pie crust (store-bought, rolled up, chilled - NOT frozen))
1 cup-ish Filling of your choice*
3 tblsp-ish melted butter
1/2 cup-ish finely chopped nuts (any kind)

chopped nuts, for sprinkling
sugar, for sprinkling

*Filling can be any kind of fruit preserves. Thicker jams work ok. Nutella is awesome.

Directions

In a bowl, mix your choice of filling and nuts together. Spread out the crust into it's circle, and smear the filling mix so it covers the circle. With a pizza cutter, cut the circle like a pizza... until you have from 12 to 16 wedges. Starting from the long end of a wedge, roll towards the center. Don't worry - it'll get gloppy towards the end. Place rolled up pastries on a baking sheet about 2 inches apart.

Chill filled baking sheet in the fridge for 30 minutes. You don't have to do this, but chilling them makes the pastry flakier. If you don't chill them, they'll still be good - they will just have a little difference in texture..

Preheat oven to 325 degrees.

Brush melted butter on tops of each pastry. Lightly sprinkle sugar, and nuts on tops of pastries. I've also sprinkled other spices such as cinnamon on some of my batches.

Bake at 325 degrees for 30 minutes.





Remove from pan immediately! I do mean immediately... they'll stick if they cool on the pan!

Let the pastries cool some before eating, as filling will be hot.

If you're making multiple batches, keep the waiting pastries in the fridge until ready to pop into the oven.





Your guests will be awed and amazed, when they show up at your doorstep in their pajamas, hankering for some fresh baked treats!




...that is, if you have any left!
Peach preserves on the left, Nutella on the right... mmmmm!

(To keep my already long story posts from being painfully longer, credit details are in the comment section below, or you can find credits to specific pictures on my Flickr Page! A directory of SLurls can be found here!)

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Seussy Lunamarunacy!

Oh I'm so drawny -
so mouth-smacking yawny -
I can't keep from hitting the hay.

Dove into bed,
yes, that's where I fled
from the who-dids
and you-dids
of the day.



 
What dreams will I see?
Some of fear? some of glee?
I hope they are uncommonly sweet.

The moon is so high,
the pale light plies my eyes.
But sleep comes
and becomes
complete.




Blast! Clash!
Fizz-Boom and Crash!
What's happened to my noble ship?

I am in such bad trouble
buried under much rubble
but I'm small
so I crawl
and I kip.



How wondrous, how strange!
How utterly deranged.
I'm unsure whether to smile or to frown.

It's all in a haze
beneath my dazed gaze.
It's maroon,
cartoon,
this town.



Element'ry, I say!
I'll deduct my way
and figure out what this town's all about!

Wielding my glass
like a true sassy lass
I go forth
due north
to scout.



What's this, a big fish?
Looks yum, looks de-lish!
Puffed up when I draw near.

I don't like the way
it's glass eyes on me stay -
carnivorous,
dame-nivorous!
Oh dear!



One to interrogate!
Sir, do elucidate
on this wondrous place where you live?

Oh my, how rude!
How crass and crude!
Only tripe
from your pipe
you give!



A storeroom defunct!
Plucked, plundered and junked!
Who would do this to their valued stores?

There's something amiss
I cannot dismiss:
where the masses
these amasses
are for?



Further on I step light-fully,
but am thrust up most fright-fully
from giant fans blowing air to the sky.

I swim in the gust -
tossed, bruised and mussed.
I'm stuck!
"Bad luck!"
I cry.



A sound in my ear
like a choir so dear
marks a savior flying right to my side!

I grab a tight hold
(for I am quite bold)
and I lift
and I shift
and we glide.



O'er the town we abscond,
and by a little frond pond
I am peacefully placed on my feet.

A fish, blind from light,
swims away in pure fright
of a doom
that looms
with huge teeth.



Further on I stop short,
with a gasp, moan and snort -
a discovery of gruesome detail!

Peering through my magnifier,
clues unfold - dreadful, dire.
Pocks and nicks
as if from picks
unveil.