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Summertime, and the Livin’ is Easy   Leave a comment

Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich and your ma is good-lookin’
So hush, little baby, don’t you cry

“Summertime,” lyrics by DuBose Heyward and Ira Gershwin

One of the things I don’t like about living in the South is the heat in the summer.  As I always say when someone thinks I’m insane for wanting to move back to Michigan year round, “You can dress for the cold.  You can’t undress for the heat — legally.”

Well, at least you can dress as lightly as possible; that helps a little.  This outfit by Liziaah does the trick quite nicely.

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Late For the Train   Leave a comment

… Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time
‘Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train
But the boss is already there ….

— “Manic Monday,” lyrics by Prince Rogers Nelson

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Puttin’ On the Ritz   Leave a comment

If you’re blue an’ you don’t know
Where to go to
Why don’t you go where fashion sits
Puttin’ on the Ritz

You can definitely “put on the Ritz” in Kelini Couture.  I’m sad to get the announcement that the haute couture side of the store will be closing down, but there’s still the chance to pick up one or two new dresses; while Jem, who had only been to Kelini once, found an opportunity to grab some of the highest-octane gowns on the Grid at a very affordable price.

More in-depth shots and the details after the fold.

A Night of Love   Leave a comment

love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail

it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea

love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive

it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky

— E. E. Cummings, “love is more thicker than forget”

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I’m wearing:

  • Head: Akeruka Monika 2.5
  • Body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Skin: Akeruka Tone 05
  • Hair: rezology Butterfly 197
  • Eyes: IKON Sovereign eyes (Passion)
  • Attachments: SLink Dynamic hands 1.4 and Avatar Enhancement feet 1.2.4
  • Gown: LYBRA Vivien (Grape)
  • Shoes: KC Couture Zara
  • Jewelry: Zibska Asami suite (collar and earrings); Maxi Gossamer Boho bangles (laquered etched silver)
  • Makeup:
    • Eyeshadow: SlackGirl Dalya (slot 3)
    • Lipstick: WILD Diva (slot 2)

Photographed at our house

Physical

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Let’s get physical, physical
I wanta get physical
Let’s get into physical
Lemme hear your body talk, your body talk
Lemme hear your body talk

Olivia Newton-John, “Physical” (written by Steve Kipner and Terry Shaddick)

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Late Hallowe’en House

SUPPLEMENTAL, November 3:  Something happened as I was publishing this article — I probably fell asleep at the keyboard — and the fashion details didn’t get added.  They’re at the end now, with apologies.  Also with no links, as that’s the longest part of the process, trying to chase down moved or vanished landmarks.  My apologies for this.

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We were hoping we would get this shoot finished before Hallowe’en hit, but just too much RL intruded to let us get our looks just right, and then photograph everything and get it written up.  However, the costumes are too good to not show off, and the house is still there as of this writing, if you don’t want Hallowe’en to end!

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Jem and I were walking about in the French Quarter of New Orleans, when she announced to me that she had just put a down payment on a house. “Would you like to go see it?”

“Well, sure,” I replied.

“Great!  Come along with me, then.”  And she started walking off deeper into the French Quarter, and up an alley.  At the end, she unlocked a gate that screeled like a soul in anguish, making me perk my brows in surprise.  And then up a path, on a piece of property far larger than you’d expect to find in a big city outside of a park, until she stopped at the end.

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“There it is!  What do you think?”

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Cyborgs of Fantasy

It was a Saturday evening, two nights before the official public première of The Land of Fantasy’s new revue, which Lady Ariel Sherman and her writers had christened Nights of Fantasy.  Newsstream writers, critics and celebrities from across several stellar cubes of planetary sectors had been invited to a preview of the show, and an after-party to celebrate.  And the mood of the people milling through Sherman Mansion at that party, hosted by herself and her husband, Lord Adam Sandhara, gave Ariel every encouragement that the reviews soon to be written and off-hand interviews to be given would be strongly in the positive.  Her smile gleamed almost as much as the sheen of the garden lights from her golden integument as she moved through the crowd of information-hungry reporters and celebrities who toasted her with sparkling etrinya wine and air-kissed her when they saw her.

Four years ago, such an event hadn’t been needed.  The news coverage of the freeing of over 700 citizens of the Limlight Republic from bondage, following their near-total conversion into cyborg “pleasure workers,” had still been fresh in the public’s mind when the original version of Ariel’s revue premiered.  Now, Nights of Fantasy needed to compete in the market alongside the other entertainments on the pleasure planet Videra, and that meant publicity.  Ariel had set the marketing group her theatre always used to work on it, and that included Dara Furtano, the young woman who had arranged and masterminded this party.

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Young indeed, Ariel thought as she spotted Dara under a wooden gazebo in the garden and went over to speak with her.  Figuratively, Dara was less than a year old, though she had been born over twenty years before.  Dara had requested that Ariel provide the means to convert her into a ‘borg herself, for reasons that still mystified Ariel in some ways.  Ariel had resisted every request — until an accident at the theatre had almost killed her and her daughter, Zana.  Dara, nearby at the time, had saved them, which placed Ariel in lifedebt to Dara; and, after more discussion, had agreed reluctantly to the conversion.  She had found no cause to regret that concession; indeed, Dara, already an excellent publicist and marketing executive, had grown even better with her now total recall of needed data, as well as the ability to synthesize solutions on the fly.  And her already present beauty had been intensified by her conversion into a silvery cyborg.

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“Dara, if I had to give the night a review, I’d say you’re what they used to call a boffo success,” Ariel smiled as she stepped under the gazebo.  “Thank you so much for what you’ve done for us.  And you are as charming as could be in that gown!  I thought it would look good on you.”

Dara smiled back, if shyly, and dipped a small curtsey to her host, the fuchsia folds of her dress billowing about her in the bob.  “Thank you back, lady.  The same could be said about you, how well the show went off; it was fantastic!  And your dress is lovely, too.”

“Something I pulled out of my closet; I hadn’t had a decent place to wear it until tonight, and I don’t think you can find it anywhere now.  Who knows, but it may come back into style after tonight.”

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The details:

Harper (Lady Ariel Sherman) wears —

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  • Skin: Fallen Gods Pure (Gold)
  • Eyes: Less is More CyberEYE v3.0
  • Hair: rezology May Rose
  • Attachments: SLink Avatar Enhance hands and feet
  • Gown: [sYs] Majestic (vintage)
  • Shoes: Vero Modero Murcia (vintage)
  • Accessories: Adam n Eve Opera Gloves for SLINK Hands (Black); Anachron group gift cigarette holder; Chop Zuey French Kiss suite (bracelet, earrings, ring, necklace) and Lala in Love wedding suite; Heth Haute Couture Royal Star brooch (you’ll find this on the men’s side; I’ve borrowed it for Ariel’s Republican Order brooch)
  • Makeup (eye application order): Oceane Body Design Metallix Eyeshadow (Purple); JUMO Vega eyeliner (Black 003); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (vintage); Mystic Canvass Pucker Gloss lipstick (vintage)

Jem (Dara Furtano) wears —

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  • Skin: Fallen Gods Pure (Ice)
  • Eyes: Less is More CyberEYE v3.0
  • Hair: rezology Kunai
  • Attachments: SLink Avatar Enhance hands and feet
  • Gown: Chop Zuey Tizziana pink gown, inspired by John Galliano designs, complete with bracelet and earrings
  • Shoes: KC Couture Cassiopeia sandals
  • Gloves: Sweet Tea Formal Gloves (Fuschia [sic])
  • Makeup (eye application order): Oceane Body Design Cat2 eyeshadow (Fuchsia); Zibska Innes lipstick (05); FATElashes v2.0

Photographed at my home

Most poses by PosESioN; conversation animation by [RNP] Animations

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