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Under the Tuscan Sun   Leave a comment

… Stone houses, terrace walls, city walls, streets. Plant any rose and you hit four or five big ones. All the Etruscan sarcophagi with likenesses of the dead carved on top in realistic, living poses must have come out of the most natural transference into death they could imagine. After lifetimes of dealing with stone, why not, in death, turn into it? …

Frances Mayes, Under the Tuscan Sun
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Salt Water Sunset   3 comments

… Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries ….

Jack Kerouac, On the Road

… The sun is setting in a burnt orange sky; the cliffs are black silhouettes; the sea, liquid silver ….

Laura Treacy Bentley, The Silver Tattoo

… Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east ….

Roberto Bolaño, 2666
  • Head: LAQ Zahra 3.05 Bento
  • Full body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: IKON Triumph (Chocolate)
  • Hair: DOUX Ariana
  • Dress and choker: JUMO Vicky (available at current round of Ace Event)
  • Shoes: SlackGirl Niki
  • Additional jewelry: Cae Riviera bracelet, earrings and ring
  • Nails: LIVIA Glam Goddess
  • Eyeshadow: JUMO Celeste (Omega, slot 4) (available at April round of The Makeup Room)
  • Lipstick: Booty’s Beauty Fabulosa Hell (Omega, slot 5)

Teleport to Salt Water

Walking in Dublin   Leave a comment

Put on my green pump shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of my Dublin crew
In the middle of the pouring rain
Daniel O’Connell, won’t you look down over me
Yeah, I got a first class ticket
An’ I’m as green as a girl can be


Then I’m walking in Dublin
Walking with James Joyce striding at my heels
Walking in Dublin
But do I really feel the way I feel?

With many apologies to Marc Cohn

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Dublin Mardi Gras Primpfest   1 comment

Conan has many skills ….

I went wandering through Dublin last night, and discovered that I had been gone for quite a while. The owners are revamping the sim again, moving backward (in a sense) to a sort of composite of what was in the old Dublin 1 and 2. (Don’t get yourself into a lather with worry — the Blarney Stone is still there, with all its programming.) And it was a joy to me to find that they had brought back (in a more up-to-date fashion and under a new name) the little hole-in-the-wall barbershop that had so enchanted me in my early days. It’s bigger to a degree, but it’s still down a flight of stairs from the upper area, still with retro posters and paintings and hairstyle photos.

Take a look some time at the “new” Dublin, and hopefully enjoy all the old goodies they’ve brought back, as well as some new ones. Be careful about going into some of the doors, however, as there are some spots that have solid thief doors hanging down a little. You may get your way in; but I was almost trapped inside the local post office. I had to double-click my way out (and discovered that Dublin now has point-to-point teleport disabled).

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The details:

  • Head: LAQ Noelle 3.06 Bento
  • Body and feet: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Hands: Vista Prohands 2
  • Eyes: IKON Hope (Royal)
  • Hair: Tukinowaguma Celia
  • Nails: Astralia nails system
  • Dress: Hucci Beleuli (available at Uber through March 22)
  • Shoes: Hucci Caracol sandals (available at Uber through March 22)
  • Jewelry: Chop Zuey Lala in Love platinum wedding suite; Zuri Rayna Samantha set (necklace, earrings, bracelet); Kunglers Carly ring (ruby)
  • Makeup: alaskametro Space Unicorn set (Omega)

Photographed in the Green Rooster Barber Shop, Dublin

Moon Gypsy   Leave a comment

“Don’t tell a girl with fire in her veins and hurricane bones what she should and shouldn’t do. In the blink of an eye, she will shatter that ridiculous cage you attempt to build around her beautiful bohemian spirit.”

Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“Don’t compare her to sunshine and roses when she’s clearly orchids and moonlight.”

  • Head: LAQ Skye 3.05 Bento
  • Full body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: IKON Triumph (Chocolate)
  • Hair: Argrace Kitsuno
  • Outfit: amiable loose cardigan with flower tulle skirt
  • Ankle boots: KC Couture Hana
  • Jewelry: Maxi Gossamer Aphrodite’s Dream gold bangles and earrings
  • Makeup: LAQ system HUD makeup

“I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair, and stars in her soul.”

  • Head: LAQ Zahra 3.05 Bento
  • Full body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: IKON Triumph (Chocolate)
  • Hair: Vanity Hair Frou Fro
  • Top: E-Clipse Design Saretta pullover and over-shoulder jacket
  • Leggings: LANA Jessy
  • Ankle boots: KC Couture Vidya
  • Jewelry: EarthStones Chavea Bento rings (Spectrolite) and Sofya earrings (Tigers Eye)
  • Makeup: LAQ system HUD makeup

Photographed at Summers Wind

Afterparty   1 comment

Lisavet Darchiev sighed as the door closed behind her and Maks Derbensky, her lover. “Thank God and the saints, we’re home,” she said in Russian, since they were by themselves instead of with American or British friends, and she crossed herself in the Orthodox style. “I love the Oscar ceremony; I love the parties; and I love getting together with Piper. But I think I love most getting home afterwards, so I can put up my poor aching feet!”

Maks chuckled as he locked the last deadbolt and clicked on the door alarm. “You have but to blame your ‘poor aching feet’ on yourself, Liza, and your penchant for stiletto-heeled shoes. And kindly do not tell me, my tsarina, that you’re getting too old for the social rounds. Besides limiting your access to the power brokers and business opportunities in this crazy city, that’s simply no fun at all.”

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Fast Plane Flying   Leave a comment

With a sigh of relief, Lisavet Darchiev turned away from the gateside ticket counter and stepped away toward a nearby coffee shop on the airport concourse. She had already pocketed her ticket and other travel documents in her jacket, had moved everything metallic in her pockets into her carry-on bag, and had passed through the minor hell of the TSA checkpoint with a minimal loss of dignity. Now, with maybe two hours until her flight for Los Angeles boarded, she could get a cup of tea and put herself back together.

And, barring disasters, hijackings and breakdowns, I should make it home in time for the Oscar ceremony. Thanks be to Saints Cyril and Methodius, Saint Basil, and maybe I’ll throw in Francis de Sales, the patron of authors, for good measure. Maks might forgive me for missing the night, but Piper never would … she looks forward to our annual karaoke date every year. The thought made her giggle as she pushed through the doors to the cafe, causing a few heads to turn and glance at her in curiosity.

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