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The Wearin’ o’ the Green — 4 Days Late

Far too many things going on this past week for both Jem and me; unfortunately, Real Life interferes with the more important stuff — such as Second Life photoshoots.  But we got it together, I finally got the photos edited and resized, and here’s what Jemmy and I chose for this year’s St. Patrick’s Day.

So, what did we wear on this shoot? Turn the page and find out.

Dream Weaver

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I’ve just closed my eyes again
And climbed aboard the dream weaver train
Trying to take away my worries of today
And leave tomorrow behind

Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light

Continue with the dream by turning the page.

Worth Every Penny — Aboard the S. S. Galaxy

Lisavet Darchiev swiped her key card in the lock slot and stepped inside Suite 484 on board the S. S. Galaxy. She glanced idly at the rate card on the back of the door as she closed and locked it; then she blinked, and with a shudder, she read, “L$5,200/week.” Bozhe moi!! It still gave her a shock every time she thought of how much this business meeting disguised as a party was costing her publishers. L$5,200 was more in one week than Lisavet made in a month at her old job, and she was not that badly paid. At the same time, the whole concept gave her a delighted frisson. Here she was, once an administrative assistant assigned to the Russian Embassy in London; now she was the toast of the literary world, or at least the mystery/thriller world, being compared to the next Stieg Larsson, and being feted like the Tsar of All the Russias at the release party for the English edition of her second book.

Andrei, her agent and publicist, born in London but Russian to his soul, was already in the suite; he waved across the great room from the windows, came to give Lisavet a hug and an air kiss, and said in Russian, “So, Lisavet Petrovna, how do you enjoy Miami weather?”

“Much nicer than home in Petersburg, Andrei Leonovich; maybe I can actually get a tan here.”

Andrei laughed, then took Lisavet upstairs to her personal bedroom, followed by a ship’s maid. It was a complete mini-suite, with a large shower, marble tub, comfortable bed, and a personal private balcony beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. “I think this should do the job, don’t you? Just the surroundings for E. P. Darchiev, literary sensation, to make her first big splash in the world of charming the critics.”

Lisavet giggled as she dropped her purse on the bed. “The critics won’t be coming in here, Andrei. And I still need to get used to people calling me ‘E. P. Darchiev.'”

“Well, like I said when you hired me, do you know how long the British and Americans would struggle trying to get out ‘Elisaveta Petrovna Darchiev’? Let alone the spelling mistakes for years? Tell them your real name when they’re interviewing you, but give the printers and proofreaders a break, and life will be much saner in the end.”

While the maid put away the luggage in drawers, and the ship pulled out of dock to make weigh, Andrei gave Lisavet a rundown on the schedule. This first day would be free time for Lisavet until 6:30, as everyone else was getting established in their cabins and staterooms as well. Come dinner time, she would need to be ready for the party she was “hosting” for the press and booksellers’ buyers. Lisavet nodded happily; that gave her some few hours to enjoy the Galaxy‘s amenities before she had to get ready.

A half-hour later, Lisavet was clad in a new swimsuit, and floating on an inflatable chair in the ship’s salt-water pool on the top deck. Here in the Caribbean, the weather was warm and sunny even in November, miles away from conditions back home in old Saint Petersburg. She relaxed back into the gentle support, letting the tropical sun warm her and tan her while she considered ordering a margarita. Or would a piña colada be more appropriate…? Ah, well, for now, she would just kick back and get rid of a little of her boreal winter pallor. Saint Petersburg was her home, but it was good to get away for a little sun now and again — that’s why everyone in Russia seemed headed for Odessa on the Black Sea back in the Soviet days. She spread herself out to the best decorative position with an internal smile, watching through slitted lids and lashes as two men walked by on the deck and stopped to stare at her.

It ended up a margarita, after she got out of the pool, toweled herself off, and slipped back into her batik walking sash and sandals, left on a deck chair. She was a good daughter of Mother Russia; sometimes, though, you needed a change of pace from all that vodka….

After that, a light lunch of sushi and rice in the Japanese restaurant on the conference level — the tuna looked very fresh, and was — followed by a short round of shopping in the small stores, and then back to the suite to be primped and pampered for the party.

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Lisavet waved across the room and called out, “Andrei Leonovich, come here, please,” calling him over to help with an impromptu talk with one of the critics, this one for the New York Review. Things had gone splendidly all night, but it paid to never be caught out. She shimmered in her new evening gown: strapless, with a luxurious pattern in gold print on silk, it was appropriately named Goddess. That’s just how Lisavet felt all through the night. Everyone she had talked to raved about their advance copies of the new book, and it looked like she was well on her way to another best-seller. It wasn’t over yet, though; there were six more days of talks with individual reporters — the Review had decided to get his licks in early — as well as the usual shipboard activities to “cope” with. She grinned to herself; somehow, she thought, she could manage that….

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The details:

The standard stuff —

  • Skin: PXL Candy
  • Eyes: Poetic Gold Flake eyes (sapphire)
  • Nails: Mandala Nail Palette 1 (medium size, HUD controllable)

Daytime:

  • Bikini: Connors Hula Sash blue batik, w/ skirt for wear outside the water
  • Sandals: EarthStones Lalika sandals (Deep Ocean)
  • Hair: Analog Dog Harper (cherry)

At the party:

  • Dress: Gizza Goddess (includes armlets)
  • Shoes: N-core XtremeHeel II slingbacks (silver)
  • Jewelry: Finesmith Noga suite (earrings, necklace, ring)
  • Hair: Vanity Shizuka (Feux, w/o fans)
  • Makeup: Miamai XGen Vintage Liner, Dark Delight eyeshadow

All photos taken on board the S. S. Galaxy, a three-sim-large cruise ship with all the amenities you could imagine or desire. The teleport will drop you at the embarkation dock.

Leather Cinderella (via A Passion for Virtual Fashion)

I love it when someone does a great piece of writing. Harper Beresford’s fashion taste is great here, too. Go forth, and enjoy!

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Leather Cinderella Once upon a time in a homestead sim far far away (probably Zindra), in a stately sculpty chateau lived a widowed gentleman and his lovely daughter, Cinderella. While he loved his daughter, he was concerned for her well-being—he thought she needed a mother to teach her how to tweak her shape and position her eyelashes. So he partnered a woman, HotMama51 Paine,  who had two daughters—Squeakieee278 Resident and 2Fly4U Afterthought and gave her … Read More

via A Passion for Virtual Fashion

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Everything Old is New Again

When trumpets were mellow
And every gal only had one fellow
No need to remember when
‘Cause everything old is new again

Dancin’ at your Long Island Jazz Age party
Waiter bring us some more Bacardi
We’ll order now what they ordered then
‘Cause everything old is new again

Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails
Let’s go backwards when forward fails
And movie stars you thought were long dead
Now are framed beside your bed

Don’t throw the past away
You might need it some rainy day
Dreams can come true again
When everything old is new again

Several stores in Second Life specialize in making everything old new again.  This gown, which I believe channels Dior’s New Look as well as some delicious Eighties confections, comes from Donna Flora.  I discovered it while I was going through Flickr photostreams, and hunted through her stores until I discovered it at the Bonin store in several colors.

The lovely thing about this dress:  the bodice hem and butterfly bow.  They can change color using a HUD script; you have some eight color choices, I believe.  I wear blue so much that I decided to go red this time to get a little richer color into my life (grin).

Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails
Put it on backwards when forward fails
Better leave Greta Garbo alone
Be a movie star on your own

And don’t throw the past away
You might need it some other rainy day
Dreams can come true again
When everything old is new again

Peter Allen, “Everything Old is New Again”

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The details:

  • Skin:  Chai 04 Black Cherry, no longer available
  • Hair:  Donna Flora Princess red (hand tinted)
  • Gown:  Donna Flora Ingrid black (red bow via HUD selection)
  • Shoes (not visible here):  Maitreya ChiChi pumps (red)
  • Accessories:  Donna Flora Ada bangles, red (both arms); Eclectica Elizabeth necklace and earrings (ruby)

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Put the Blame on Mame, Boys!

Put the blame on Mame, boys
Put the blame on Mame
One night she started to shim and shake
That brought on the Frisco quake
So you can put the blame on Mame, boys
Put the blame on Mame

“Put the Blame on Mame,” by Allan Roberts and Doris Fisher

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After reading Elise Petrov’s recent piece on Lemania Indigo Designs in Prissy Pixels, I ran down to the store to see what she has on hand.  I was unfamiliar with LI, and didn’t know what to expect, except from that article.  Well, I was not disappointed, especially on one level.  Lemania has a gown there that I’ve been wanting to find or have made, and she did a good job on it.

The Rita Hayworth movie Gilda is considered a prime piece of early film noir, and set a whole population of postwar men fantasizing of the woman in the skintight black gown.  It marked Rita’s career for the rest of her life, sadly; she did other pictures with less sex appeal, and more chance to display all of her talents, especially her dancing.  But she was known as Gilda from then on.  Take a look at the video above, and you’ll see why.

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The gown was designed by Jean Louis, and became the iconic image of the film, as much for its tittilation value as anything.  People wondered for years how that strapless satin gown stayed up while Hayworth strutted and semi-strip-teased around the stage in the casino scene, especially when she had her arms over her head; men kept hoping she would pop out of it some time, and dreaming of it in their sleep!  The secret, revealed by the designer to People in the Eighties, was plastic molding in the bodice that kept it locked onto her breasts.  From filmreference.com:

…Using the portrait of Madame X by John Singer Sargent as inspiration, Louis sheathed Hayworth in black satin. He not only created the look that would make Rita Hayworth a star and the dream girl of men all over the world, but also launched the strapless gown as a fashion statement that would last for decades. The strapless gown became the trademark of the Louis-Hayworth association, and Louis would use the same design idea in later films.

The Gilda gown was not only a design marvel, but something of a technical feat as well. It had to be built to stay put while Hayworth sang and danced and its construction demonstrates Louis’ ability to engineer costumes as well as design them….

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Lemania caught the feel of this classic dress, as well as the look of that lovely black satin, almost perfectly, down to the drop-dead black gloves.  (It’s a pity that you can’t peel off just one glove, like Gilda does in the film, but that’s not the way this accessory is made to work in Second Life.)

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I was trying to get as close to the movie and publicity photos for Gilda as possible, which is why I hunted out (with Fashion Emergency’s help) a Forties-style hairdo.  But there’s a difference between the movie and photos; in the movie, Rita is wearing a necklace, while the stills show her bare-necked.  I went with the stills; this gown is spectacular enough that it doesn’t need that much decoration!  However, if you desired jewelry, keep it simple:  a single-strand necklace, drop earrings, maybe a ring at the most.  One other thing that would go perfectly would be a fur stole — perhaps white as a contrast to the luscious sweep of black you’re wearing.

The details:

  • Shape/skin/eyes/lashes — standard
  • Hair — Kin Keiko Jennifer (cherry)
  • Gown — Lemania Indigo Gilda
  • Shoes — Detour Glamour Metallic pumps (black)
  • Hosiery — G.L.A.M. tintable tights (sheer; colored black by me)
  • Mika Designs cigarette holder (ebony/silver) (Mikaela Rasmuson)

Photos taken by me at Frank’s The Elites club, Franks Place 4 (members only).  Thanks to Elise Petrov and Cajsa Lilliehook.

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