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Cargo Deck   Leave a comment

It’s hard enough getting around a spaceport, they’re often such huge and rambling places.  When the hovercab drops you at the wrong entrance, though, that adds on even more complication.  Especially when the entrance the silly AI chooses is the entrance to the cargo deck — a place where nobody in their right mind is walking around, at least if they don’t have legitimate business there.  And then add that the cargo deck is a cargo deck — it’s 5,000 metres up from the surface, to get it out of view of the local burghers.  And I’m up here on a grid floor in spike-heel boots!

Some days, you can’t lin for the woosing ….

Oh, well; at least I’m warm in the wind … well, mostly warm; but at least I thought to put a top on under the traveling outfit.

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The details:

  • Head: Akeruka Nami 2.5 Bento
  • Body and feet: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: IKON Sovereign (Emerald)
  • Hair: rezology Cutting Edge
  • Dress: Rapture Coco (available at Cosmopolitan through November 30) (Note:  You will probably want to remove your hands when wearing this, as the thumbs will poke out of the sleeves at the end)
  • Top: Yvole applier halter top green
  • Pants: Steelhead applier low ride leggings
  • Shoes: Fonde metal thigh boots (vintage)
  • Jewelry: Maxi Gossamer Aliah Moonshine long necklace and earrings
  • Eyeshadow: Zibska Verad (Omega, slot 4)
  • Lipstick: Zibska Sable (Omega, slot 3; vintage)
  • Lashes: Oceane Smokin’ Hot mesh lashes

Photographed at INSILICO SE region

Riverwalk Sunday   2 comments

 

I’ve found a new friend, who calls herself Morgan Vanderzwaan.  (Don’t ask me where she came up with the name; I don’t get some of these references myself.)  Morgan says she comes from around Holland, Michigan — which should keep Harper, the native Michigan girl, happy, lol.  Anyway, Morgan is willing to do an occasional photo shoot, though she’s not into writing.

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Lunch Break   2 comments

Note:  WordPress is starting to feed out new software for their blog.  Harper’s been playing with it, and has gotten mostly used to it, but I’m just beginning to learn the thing.  However, I like some of the gimmicks it apparently has, and Harper’s given me a tip sheet on what to do, as well as the new “style book” for laying out an article, so here goes ….

Graduate school was always a busy time for students; it had been since the medieval days of old Europa on ancient Earth, and it hadn’t changed just because it was now the 48th Century C. E.  But wise students always found some kind of time to come up for air from their studies if they wished to preserve both their grades and their sanity.  Zana Sherman was no different from other students in that sense.  True, as a cyborg, she had a few not-to-sneeze-at advantages over her organic friends, like a brain and body that did not tire in the same way as an organic body did.  But the personality and thought processes that resided in that computer body still functioned in ways similar to a flesh-and-blood person; and that part of her still fatigued in ways similar to a flesh-and-blood body.  Even in this, some things never seemed to change, no matter how many centuries went by.

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Thank Heaven for Paris   Leave a comment

I had to meet the photographer in Paris — but the only taxis were these vintage hacks.  But it was a fun ride!

Each time I see a little girl
Of five or six or seven
I can’t resist a joyous urge
To smile and say

Thank heaven for little girls
For little girls get
Bigger every day

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Fern Hill   4 comments

I wanted to pass this one on to Harper, really.  She lives up to her handle, and knows so much more about poetry than I do, or is just plain better at researching it than I am.  Our Fearsome — that is our Fearless Leader, however, insisted that I write this one since I shot the photos.  And, for once, I know a little bit about Welsh poetry — a very little bit, but I have a taste for Dylan Thomas.

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Layover

Harper hasn’t written much about Zana Sherman as a grown adult yet in her Ariel Sherman stories; she’s mainly looking at Zana’s early years when she puts the girl in one of her Ariel stories.  But she does have one story, where she has Zana in her twenties appearing between the main sections of her as a child, getting ready to watch a documentary of her life as the first naturally-born cyborg.   (It’s a long story; she’s outlined it for me, so ask Harper for the details.)  When she wants a photo of Zana as an adult, Harper comes to me.

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Kimono, Moving Forward

But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees.

— Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

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Posted January 31, 2018 by Jem Sternhall in Fashion

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