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Sky-High Party   3 comments

As our shuttle approached the spacedock, Jem glanced to her right and said to me, “Why the devil did the traffic computer assign us to land up here?  It doesn’t look that busy to me; I only see that green shuttle down there, and there was almost nothing around the main station pad.”

I shrugged briefly, focused on feathering the thruster controls.  Takeoffs are nothing, Real Life or Second Life; it’s always the landings that kill you ….  “You take no chances in space. Traffic Control must have spotted something out there, so it shifted us to this dock.  Fear not, Jemmy; the ways of the traffic computer are simply mysterious, and beyond mortal ken.  Sometimes they’re beyond the ken of the traffic computer, too.”

Jem replies to my humor on the second page.

“Laissez le bon temps rouler!”

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Bienvenue sur le Rue Bourbon, dans le ville de La Nouvelle-Orléans!  At this time of year, the biggest parties of the world are held in Mobile, Rio de Janiero, the Caribbean islands, and especially to American minds, in New Orleans, where Mardi Gras provides the traditional closeout to the church calendar season of Epiphany.  Jem and I took it a little farther than short tops and tons of beads this year; it looks like we should be on a float for one of the famous Crewes!

And no, Peter Minuet, we won’t flash you our boobs for beads.  (Laughing)

Full-size photo (1920 / 16:9 wallpaper size) at Flickr

What are we wearing? Turn the page and see.

Bal Masqué

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There’s a flutter of grey through the trees:
Ah, the exquisite curves of her dress as she passes
Fleet with her feet on the path where the grass is!

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I see not her face, I but see
The swift re-appearance, the flitting persistence—
There!—of that flutter of grey in the distance.

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It has flickered and fluttered away:
What a teasing regret she has left in my day-dream,
And what dreams of delight are the dreams that one may dream!

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It was only a flutter of grey;
But the vaguest of raiment’s impossible chances
Has set my heart beating the way of old dances.

— Arthur Symons, “To a Grey Dress”

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The details:

Harper wears —

  • Skin: Glam Affair Cleo (America – Clean B)
  • Eyes: La Boheme Eyes Spellcraft (Sterling)
  • Hair: EMO-tions Risen (darkred)
  • Attachments: SLink hands and feet
  • Gown: Sascha’s Designs Avona (Silver)
  • Shoes: Renegade Tiffany
  • Accessories: Lamu Fashion Gloves (“Gold Glitter”; actually silver); Moondance Boutique Aisha suite (necklace, bracelets, teardrop earrings, rings, bindi); Lamu Fashion Chest Brooch (Silver)
  • Makeup (eyeshadow application order); SlackGirl Magda eyeshadow (05); {MUA} All the Ways eyeliner (Pack 1 – 1); MONS Trendy Eyeshadow (navy); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (lashed Silver; vintage); Lips Glitter Silver by Alge; MUA Cheeks Contouring (Color Pack 2 – White)

Conan wears Heth Haute Couture Balen Western tails evening suit and a mask from Illusions; he didn’t give me any other details (sigh, grin)

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Club Night

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Harper suggested we go check out a club called Cyberia Openstage.  The Destination Guide (a handy thing at times for newbies or relative newbies for finding fresh places; even you oldbies should try it sometimes) lists it as “a sci-fi themed place with an open stage for all aspiring and established deejays.”  And we loved it when we got there; someone was playing electronica at the time, and a batch of people were grooving the beat.  We recommend it for music and dancing, if you ever want to go clubbing someplace that doesn’t require a ball gown.

Looking for photos of Cyberia? Not here, but edgy fashion, yes. Turn the page.

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