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My Own Home   Leave a comment

I finally feel comfortable enough that I’ve gone ahead and took out a rental house, at a place called Footprints In the Sand.  Hanging out at Harper’s island is nice, and she’s told me I’m welcome to come back any time; but one longs for a place of your own, your own “plot o’ ground,” so to speak, even if you’re renting it.

More about my new house on the next page

Crossroads   Leave a comment

They say that magic becomes real at the crossroads
The places not quite here
Yet not quite there
The balance points between “was” and “will be”
When the doors between worlds open
And possibilities are unleashed

The twilight is like a crossroads
The borderland between
The light of day and dark of night
You may slumber through the night
And drift through the day
But then the sun truly descends, and the shadows lengthen
The day’s cares are abandoned
As if they had never been

As the magic grows
You race for your home
But oh, only for a span of time
The power swirls about you
As you shed the weeds of workaday
It caresses and teases, the sweetest of lovers
As you gown yourself in glory
It sings sweetly to all your senses
While you touch paint to your lips
Shadow to your eyes
Roses and musk to your throat

And then the door is flung wide
The spell is set
And it shapes your night like a sculptor’s hand to the marble
You give yourself over to gaiety
Drown yourself in music
Reel in the dance’s intoxication
You flirt and flaunt, tease and tempt
Till you capture the one
Who has in turn captured you
And when that moment strikes
Upon the chimes of the night

Then…a new spell begins

— Harper Ganesvoort, 2017

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Someday My Prince Will Come

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Yeah, but I kinda need him here now; I’m late for work!

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Like a Thief In the Night — Part II

This is Part II of the story which was begun yesterday.  In Part I, Ellen entered into a slightly shady “gene-jig” clinic to prepare for a “job,” the details of which we don’t know of yet.

But we shall shortly….

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One month later —

The evening sparkled, as it always did at the Hotel Capulus, in the Resort Districts of Metroplex 84. No matter the actual weather conditions, the night sky twinkled with stars and a bright full moon, and the sun was always warm in the daytime, thanks to the hotel’s climate-controlled dome. The guests glittered as well — only the elite’s elite (there were always super- and substrata in any social class, even if the levels were as shallow and artificial as wealth and social or political standing) could get a reservation here. Daytime or nighttime, men and women came to the Capulus to relax, to meet, to transact business or attend events, and always to dance and preen in the time-honored game of “king of the social hill.”

The end of the story, and a LOT of photos, on the next page.

Liquid Light

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One way Harper got me into this crazy world was the promise that I could be as alien as I wanted to be, almost anywhere I went.  I won’t say I’ve hit the limit yet.  As I get cash to add more stuff into my inventory, I’m trying out more and more things, and having lots of fun!  And I can see how much Harper loves dressing up in her gold skin, which I haven’t gotten yet myself.  (I may soon!)

One place to pick up things for a spacey look was the Metaverse event, which closed a few days ago.  The nice thing is that we did some research between us, and you can get most of the goodies from that event at the vendors’ main stores.  Remember, you don’t need to do all your shopping at events!  These designers have beautiful stores that they would like to keep open as well, and they deserve some “Linden love” (right?) there as well.

Anyway, I found this dress from Plastik at Metaverse, and had to get several different colors.  Here’s a hint, by the way — you may still want to go to the main stores if you really love something, because I found more colors for this dress at Plastik’s store in their own vendor, instead of at the event.  They didn’t have everything at Metaverse.  As it worked out, I still needed to “dye” this dress, which Harper showed me how to do; it was no problem at all.

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7th Oscar Fashion Photo Contest – Final Update and Our Gowns

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There’s three days left to the Oscars ceremony on February 28, and we have a good selection of entries so far for the blog’s Oscar Fashion Photo Contest. But there’s always room for more. This is your last call – there’s fifty grand in cash prizes (in lindens) to the placing photos, and L$25,000 goes to first place; so get your entries in now!

One note: submission cutoff will be extended past the usual midnight SLT deadline, as I’ve been called to Orlando for a family event over the weekend. I won’t be able to lock the group, as I normally would. So you folk will benefit; anyone who hasn’t been out for their photo shoot will have maybe four to five extra hours max to submit. Use the time well, grasshoppers!

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Turn the page for short fiction, and photos of what Jem and I will be wearing this year!

New Year’s Elegance

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So Harper invites me to write articles for her blog, and I say, “Well, I’ve done some writing before, back in college, but I hope you’re not expecting something that’ll win an award.”

“Nah,” Harper goes, “this is just for the blog.  Have you used WordPress before?”

“No….”  Learning a new program?  I was getting tenser.

“No problem; it’s very like Word or OpenOffice.  If you blow something up, I’ll fix it afterward with you.  So, we’ll do another fashion shoot, and you can write up the details.”  And I hemmed and I hawed and I sipped at my coffee, and madness must have hit me.  Or Harper had that coffee drugged; I was at her house on the Cayo.  But I said yes.

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