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Job Interview   Leave a comment

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The woman gazed at the ident-block on the door’s security panel with a nervous expression. She had passed any number of such panels on the way up to this office, but none of them had read:

Sherman, Ariel
Chairwoman /
CEO
Fantasial Productions
ILC

It felt strange to Taraia to be interviewed by the CEO of a corporation for a job … especially when the job was really an entrance-level position. Her college advisor had told her that Lady Ariel was peculiar in this way; she wanted to get a feel for new-hires outside of the production aspects of her theatre’s show and night club. Was it because, again according to her advisor, promotions came from within the corporation, and so she might have closer daily exposure with the Boss than at two or three removes …?

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Tripping the 2020 Faire   Leave a comment

I’ve been wound up with outside affairs this past few weeks, and I just managed to squeeze in a run through this year’s Fantasy Faire. There were several extremely creative regions this time through, and I snapped my favorite views in photos, so to preserve their memory and share it with others.

There will be two sections here; the first is a gallery of landscapes, while the second shows what I wore, built mostly from offerings at the various vendors. You can click on the gallery for larger views, and there’s a link at the bottom for full size. (Some of these are 1920 wallpapers.)

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Pause for Profile Photos   Leave a comment

‘Where are you going, Master?’ cried Sam, though at last he understood what was happening.

‘To the Havens, Sam,’ said Frodo.

‘And I can’t come.’

‘No, Sam. Not yet, anyway, not further than the Havens ….’

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… and so they rode down at last to Mithlond, to the Grey Havens in the long Firth of Lune ….

J. R. R. Tolkien, The Return of the King (The Lord of the Rings, Part 3)
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Shema Yisrael   Leave a comment

Whoever designed this synagogue, which I found in a place called Israel Island, did a wonderful job of artistry. When I showed Harper the photos, she told me she’d visited the island once or twice herself, and told me about two pieces she’d written with this sim as the backdrop. (Here’s one, and here’s the other.)

Inside is just as beautiful. I especially like the menorah here in the lobby (I don’t think you’d call the room a “narthex” in a synagogue). The sanctuary is through the arches; and the Torah scrolls are kept behind the blue curtain in the back.

I decided to photograph myself outside of the building, as I’m wearing this jumpsuit. It’s sleeveless, which (I understand) is frowned on by the more orthodox, and I’m easy with respecting that for their sake. As for the outfit itself, you can change the colors of both the suit and the scarf, including several ombré choices.

  • Skin: Belleza Bianca (BoM BASE Mocha – Blk Brow)
  • Head: LAQ Zahra 3.07 Bento
  • Body: Maitreya Lara 5.0.2
  • Eyes: Ikon Sovereign (Rustic)
  • Hair: no.match no.rain
  • Outfit: OA-MEO Cake (Available at Swank through April 30)
  • Shoes: SlackGirl Clair
  • Jewelry: Cae Jordyn necklace and earrings
  • Nails: {ZOZ} Bento Long Coffin Nails
  • Eyeshadow: Booty’s Beauty Wanted (BOM, 14)
  • Lipstick: Avada Showtime (LAQ, Medium 5)

Total ARC: 46,890

Teleport to Israel Island

Moment of Tranquility   Leave a comment

Thank God for Second Life right now! A safe place to meet, and mostly a place of calm, where you can get your head together for an hour or two outside of the fears and panic of the times.

And a woman spoke, saying, “Tell us of Pain.”
And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the
Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.

Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet, “On Pain”

  • Skin: Raonhausen Gweneth (BOM; Milk Brows)
  • Head: LAQ Skye 3.07 Bento
  • Body: Maitreya Lara 5.0.2
  • Eyes: Ikon Triumph (Chocolate)
  • Hair: no.match no.sir.
  • Outfit: Ricielli Vivian blouse (14) and skort (4) (purchase as separates; available at Cosmopolitan through April 4)
  • Shoes: Ohemo Daisy block-heel boots (available at Cosmopolitan through April 4)
  • Jewelry: EarthStones Dottie suite; kunst Albion ring;
  • Eyeshadow: Booty’s Beauty Wanted (BOM; 12)
  • Lipstick: LAQ native lipstick

Total ARC: 60,463

Poses by PosESioN

Teleport to Tokyo-Windhill City (SSOC region). You will not land in the park, as this is a sim with a dedicated landing point! Exit the arcade you land in, then open the Map and change the Location numbers to 133 / 209 / 33, so you will get a beacon to walk toward (no flying allowed in the sim). The park will lie northeast of your landing point, 1-2 minutes’ walk.)

Secret Gardens   Leave a comment

Great grandfather’s farm is still there
But it isn’t the same ….

Judy Collins, “Secret Gardens”

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Some of my fondest memories are of a barn, such as the one you can just make out behind me here. After all, I may be much a product of cities and college these days, but I started out as a country girl in rural Michigan.

Read more about the secret gardens of my heart ….

French Quarter Fun   1 comment

“Mardi Gras, baby. Mardi Gras. Time when all manner of weird shit cuts loose and parties down.”

— Sherrilyn Kenyon, No Mercy

We were walking down Bourbon Street the other night, and came across this sign outside the Absinthe Cafe. Can’t think of a better argument in favor of bacon, can you …?

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