I’m sure I left it here somewhere….

Oh yes, here it is. Tucked up in my little box of hatred lies the system skirt. I hate them. Loathe and detest them. I can’t count the number of times I’ve not purchased something because it  contains one of the dreaded arse flaring, glitching mofo’s. It all seemed rather cool back in the bad old days of no prim clothing (Here’s a little picture from 2005 of me and Tie rocking the school girl system skirt look in the Nomine of Yore, with bad hair, no AO, and oh yes, notice Tie’s lovely textured shoes *snickers*)

Anyhoo, today I take it all back because A: I’m a woman, full entitlement to mind changing (and consequential hissy fits) is all down in the contract for owning tits and the ability to push bowling ball sized objects out of your nether regions (Babies! Sheesh, you’re all perverts). Oh yes and B: because I wanted to.

So cutting a long story short, I rekindled my affair with the skirt, expect it to last til sometime next week. Oh and in case y’all wanted me to talk about the clothes, well they’re all very yummy. Oh and I should explain that my arse is hanging out because it’s a “Sexy” nurse uniform seperate add on for the nurses uniform to the left of it. Very useful if you frequent bukkake bliss as often as I do let me tell you. Oh yeah, and not one of these outfits cost more that L$30. Go figure.

After the cut is some nsfw pictures of me in and not so nearly in swimming cossies and the slurl.

Armageddon!

Phil Linden stepping down as CEO…what is the world coming too? Anywho, SLife goes on.

As y’all prolly have NOT noticed, I haven’t blogged much lately, mainly due to working more hours RL and getting ready to move (hopefully for the last. time. EVER.) I had a rather unfortunate mishap at work yesterday that bought me a day off today…do NOT ask, I got hurt in a rather embarrassing, stupid way…and tossed together an outfit I thought I’d share.

I am also going to be a complete jerk and not do SLurls…this is a quickie, people, so sorry!

Skin:  Ashia Designs-Timeless Couture-Vanity 9

Hair:  Cake-Europa in Mocha

Jacket:  Cubic Effect-Short Leather Jacket-Brown

Dress: LBD (LeeZu Baxter Designs)-Lizz-Grey…side note: comes with 3 different skirts and longer glitch pants that are most likely the proper ones to wear with this particular skirt, but hell, I never claimed to be proper

Boots: SLink-Claire Wedge Boot-Beige

Stockings: LBD-Anna Stockings-Anna4 Spring

Bracelet:  SLink-Silver Hoop Jewelry(only1L!)

Necklace:  OPIUM Everyday-Congo Necklace (unsure if this is available…was a freebie for FashCon anniversary…but go on over to her store at Le Zoo cause I could be wrong!)

Belt: Shiny Things-Strung Leather Belt-Brown

Out for now!

~QQ~

Fashion for Fido

This is so near and dear to my heart and I was going to wait til Friday or Saturday to make my post on this but I can’t!  The past few years in SL has shown just how generous and thoughtful the community of SL can be, particularly with fundraisers such as Relay for Life, which I have always supported, but when I heard Raven Lament of Ravenwear was putting together a project for a wonderful dog rescue group I knew I had to be a part of it, even if it was in a minor way. 

As a shelter worker of 10 years, quitting college to put my heart and soul into a cause, and now as a veterinary assistant still seeing the horror of abuse and neglect cases, it’s these helpless souls who rely on the loving touch of us humans.  I also volunteered for Rottweiler rescue for 5 years and survived a lot of heartache as well as many, many good memories with that as well as many souls that will forever have a piece of my heart. 

Just pure icing for me is the fact that the K9 New Life Center, the all-breed rescue group that will be benefitting from this is actually located in my current (and hopefully, forever) home state of Virginia.  As our dear Madi can attest, one (yes, ONE…we won’t mention the other *wink wink*…shush!) of the major things that drove me to make this far-away move was a hope to work at the Richmond SPCA, a modern, state-of-the-art facility with all the bells and whistles I had ever dreamed of for the animals.  But, as much as I wanted it, it was not to be…needing a job and NOW I took a position at an animal hospital, with the SPCA finally calling me back much later where we proceeded to play phone-tag for weeks on end.  I then struggled with whether I really wanted to go back to that atmosphere…taking my work home every night, having it be the focus of everything, my world revolving around it.  I had become so jaded after years at the shelter back home in CT trying to enrich the lives the animals in our care while the higher-ups only seemed to care about numbers. 

However, that dream will forever live on in my heart and maybe, just maybe, someday I’ll find my way back to it.  But for now, the excitement of what we can do here in our virtual world for these wonderful creatures helps to fulfill part of my dream, thanks to Raven. 

Please visit the auction where there are many incredible, original items, as well as some very cool gift card baskets, perfect for those who love shopping sprees!  If nothing tickles your fancy, please consider dropping ANY amount of $L in the donation kiosk…as with any cause, each little bit helps!

The animals need us to.

~QQ~ 

i iz a sk8r grl yo!

I would like to entirely lay the responsibility of this post at the feet of Avril Lavigne. That done we shall continue.

Basically this is another one of my ‘I bought something scarily excitingly new and in order to show it off I shall concoct an entire outfit and story around said item’ posts.

The item in question are the shoes. Which are great. That’s it, no gushing. They is just great. The rest of the stuff is also great but particularly the shoes.

The best reason to wear these shoes is because you will get IM’s from FAMOUS SLEBRITYS asking where you found the shoes. You then get to smile in a manner of one who is used to such stellar attentions and go, why yes. You will find them at Akeyo. Of course the second best reason for getting them is to wear them. I would tell you more about the shoes but others already have and some others probably will. See, I just aim to tell you the stuff they don’t.

While I’m doing that I shall tell you about the fishnet top, which is from a lahverly little shop called Devilish Cupcake. It’s very funky, goes with owt and is also slutty, hence it featuring in my inv. On an interesting tangent Willow ‘Old Person Container’ Caldera made an amazingly good picture with DC stuff, which you can look at and dribble over on her flickr. Watch out for me totally stealing her idea and doing a similar picture later in the year.

Bollocks after the cut (can you tell I’m being forced against my will to write this yet?)

I ran and hid…

But still got fooking tagged *sighs, considering filing for divorce*.  And ignoring these things (which I tried last time) doesn’t seem to work because the tagger then hunts you down like an angry vole.

So here’s what you do:

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.

The nearest book was a very fine novel called ‘Baby’s First Words’ but it didn’t have 123 pages unfortunately.  The phonebook did have the required number but it doesn’t have sentences strictly speaking so I eventually settled for some bizarre and allegedly amusing thing called The Eyre Affair which Kitty Lalonde is forcing me to read at gunpoint (pages 1 and 2 are admittedly quite funny).

‘And that is?’ asked Mycroft, busily pouring prepositions on to the bookworms, who devoured the abstract food greedily.

‘Nine.’

Mycroft mumbled something and jotted the figure down on a pad.

I’m tagging Serenity Mercier, Queenie Extraordinaire,  Madison Donnelly,  paeoti Pomeray and  Laylah Mistral… all picked  because I know they read porn exclusively, yay!

Taking Up Dairy

Odd name for a blog post (even for me) but please let me explain. It’s basically from the best description of a Nevermore skin I ever heard. The word used was buttery, and it’s stuck in my mind ever since. Now usually I don’t do new things, at least not in the ‘OMG it’s NEW!’ way anyway. But when I espied Callie Clines pictureless post about the arrival of the Nevermore Hybrid 3 skins on the feed I did very nearly wet myself.

For the ill informed I shall tell you this. The first skin I bought in SL was a nevermore. I remember the posters that adorned the walls saying Hybrid 3 coming soon. I felt in a quandry, I wanted a skin but should I wait? Well to be honest I’m bloody glad I didn’t wait. The longest ever engagement to a skin had already begun before I got there, but now, nearly two years after I rezzed into SL in shaft of light that instantly fell off and crashed me, the hybrid 3 is out.

I did have my reserves. I mean skins have come a long way between Santana’s releases and I desperately hoped that this wouldn’t be a skin that didn’t reach the new bars. I needn’t have worried however. As, put bluntly, this skin is the bollocks.  With the exception of the ears (And who does nice ears?) I can’t find a fault on it.

So there, gushingness from me. I’m terribly sorry and normalness will return. But fook it, I’ve been waiting far too long for this.

NSFW picture and SLurl after the cut, which won’t work on Fashion Planet. Meh…

Evil death fairy (Sorta)

I’m not really a fairy/fae/pixie/piskie type person. But the delightful Madison who blogs infrequently here, has an equally delightful friend called Evie, who has a closet with many clothsies in. After chucking aside the many skeletons, illegal immigrants and sex toys I actually found a purty dress.

Yes it’s fairy. I know! BUT… It’s also pretty nifty as a “I’ve just been allowed to raid mummy’s wardrobe and she’s let me wear this dress that she last wore sometime after the dinosaurs died out” three year old fairy princess thing, crossed with an ‘Evanescencey I may be wearing a tutu but I’m actually as hard as nails emo punk thing and I will bite you” kinda thang. See, I just invented a whole new clothing revolution right there.

Now pay attention. This dress should not just be written of as a fairy medival shop type creation. It’s not. And that is why you should all buy it and stand on a rooftop screaming about the injustice of life and that bloke who broke your heart by reversing over your dog…. Twice.

Danke, SLurls and stuff after the cut which if your on the fashion planer feed probably doesn’t work!

Down with girlyness!

 

After yesterdays slip up into girlyness *spits* I decided to get all blokey, and what’s more blokey than pretending to be a soldier (or indeed actually being one!).

However I have to satisfy my evil pedant side and say, yes, I’m british, yes that’s an american flag. You try and find a nice looking fluttering union jack on google image search! Also, in more defensiveness, I didn’t think the uniform was particularly british as

A: It seemed to not be faulty or falling apart

B: It wasn’t being shared by 10 people

To be perfectly honest it’s prolly not an american uniform either, but who gives a fuck?

Right, now that’s over I shall say it’s a very lovely and slutty uniform, the type that would win wars (at a brothel probably) and y’all can go and purchase it from Amerie Naughty. You will also find many splendid things and stuff. The outfit does come with a hood and a gold bikini, but I thought the hood looked a bit off topic as it were, and the bikini didn’t really float my boat, but hey, how many times have you bought an outfit because you loved every single part of it?

On second thoughts… Oh LOOK! It’s the cut! *snickers*

I can do girly!

So earlier this week (could have been yesterday, I drink to much) there was a creator pavillion/fair/market/thingy featuring lots of cool thingies from the likes of Sugar Cube. And in amongst the multitude of stores I found a skirty skirt which was very lovely and required purchasing (as they generally do) from a shop called =E.M.A=.

Apparently it’s also a very clever skirt (well the scripted version is) I’d like to tell you what it does, but after many minutes of poking I couldn’t work it out so I left it well alone and only wear the non scripty ’stupid’ skirt.

It went well with one of my favourite ever shirts from Winter Moon, and in an astounding piece of clever linking leads me to the Wildflower release from Arbel.  Now I have to say, normally this outfit wouldn’t have spiked my interest BUT it has prim bra straps! Which is sub zero levels of cool if you’re one of these deranged people that like to cover themselves in prims (like me) or if you like to get stuff thats a bit quirky and different (also like me)

So… Go buy.

Boots for all Seasons

Hello, tis I. Unable as I am to be shown up by the wifey pulling a post out of her arse (she was aiming for a rabbit) here I am with an informative post on how to make items of clothing, usually thought of as one sort of style, fit in with many other styles.. Make sense? Good.

I have been looking for some decent thigh high boots for sometime, I’ve tried shed loads and they’re all, well shit basically. Anyhoo, then I was tenderly pointed in the direction of the Abyss who have released at some point in the mists of time, thigh high boots. Oh, and not only do they fit they also make you feel slightly damp in all the right places.

However the image of thigh highs has always been one of strutting dominatrix, whipping her clients in gleeful abandon. Watching as the razor sharp tip lashes against their pale trembling flesh leaving red welts that almost seem to… *coughs*

But I go against all that! Thigh high boots can be worn casually! Honest.

Maybe I’m wrong, but I don’t care, they’re mine and I’m keeping them on my legs until my ankles rot.

**Edit**

Praise for the boots (for those to lax to read comments)

There once was this pair of boots
That were made (in lewt speak) for sloots,
But while they were flashy
They weren’t entirely trashy,
‘Cause upon seeing them fishermen said ‘WOOTS!’ – By Tiernan Serpentine

I agree Kitty doll, I am a mackeral *handles a fishing pole* – By Madison Donnelly

**Edit Ends**

SLurls and so forth after the cut. *sulks*