Seven years strong with my therapy Making mosaics of my memories Puzzled with doubt, I’m my closest enemy It’s like this girl is squatting in my identity She’s a raver, a likkle libertine (ayy) And a bouncer to my dopamine Tried so hard to become a referee To even out the game that’s between my mind and meLove me or leave me and let me be lonely Inside my head, there’s a voice that controls me I’d rather be somewhere else with anyone but me Ooh, love me or leave me and let me be lonely Been down so long now that happy is holy I’d rather be somewhere else with anyone but me Anyone but me (mmm), anyone but me (uh)She’s dependent, she’s my man and wife Peckham preacher, give ’em bad advice She just does the spendin’ and then I pay the price Tryna be Calise but she always trip me twice But, I know I could do better (I could do better) Baby, we’re no good together (together, together) You are you, I am I Now you gotta go bye ~ Joy Crookes – Anyone But Me
Some customers in Second Life make the most unrealistic and rude demands I have ever seen. From demanding attached panties, to suggesting that a successful designer is going to be crippled by the lack of a purchase by someone that has NEVER previously shopped their store before. Meanwhile, the CSRs, managers, and designers bite their proverbial tongues, put on a smile, and find the nicest ways possible to dismiss these incredulous demands. Once again, we are all witness to an elite group of people that genuinely think its okay to act like complete assholes from the safety of their keyboards and I will never understand it. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the option of built in modesty panties as much as the next girl, but I have and never will message a creator and insult them, demand, or even suggest that they cater to MY desires. I have personally witnessed people have a complete meltdown simply because a dress doesn’t come with attached panties. Seriously? Do these people address Calvin Klein because he didn’t sew panties into a dress? Of course not. These items are sold separately, as they should be. I’ve had customers absolutely raging because a black silk textured top didn’t match some black sweatpants. First of all, I want to know why they’re wearing silk tops with sweatpants, cuz that makes no sense. Oh wait, you wanted to dress up your sweats with heels? Oh okay, cuz THAT makes much more sense. *rolls her eyes* While some designers do keep to a mix and match color palette, not all do. Some creators choose to apply textures that are true to real life textiles. I appreciate both styles. Once again, I feel like we’re beating a dead horse by suggesting that people try on demos first. If you don’t try a demo first, you really should not complain about the shade of a color or the fact that you can wear the shoes you wanted to wear with those pants. Honestly, the world does not revolve around the desires of one virtual shopper. I have to believe that these types of people have absolutely no clue as to the amount of time spent on one article of clothing. For instance, one shirt…it takes time to come up with a style, then create that style digitally….THEN there’s the rigging…seriously? Are you going to bitch, because YOU choose to wear one of the less popular bodies? I’m not going to call out any particular body, but surveys done by at least five designers that I’ve seen have shown that Maitreya and Legacy are the most popular bodies being used. So, considering the amount of time it takes to rig for just ONE body, much less the seemingly endless list of bodies out there, I cannot expect or even imagine that ANY designer would create for every single body. It’s simply not cost effective or efficient. It’s just like real life, I don’t expect to every thing out there to fit my fat ass and we all know that one size does NOT fit all! I realize you want what you want, but guess what? No one gets everything they want all the time. So, suck it up, buttercup…decide what’s more important to you. You wanna wear that obscure body? GREAT! Please don’t expect EVERYONE to create for it. Better yet, join the group for your body and ask the other people in that group where they shop. You’d be surprised how many people will offer to help you. Here’s the thing, no one is forcing anyone to be in SL, much less is anyone holding a gun to anyone’s head to shop at any one store specifically. With all the crazy shit that’s going on in this world, especially this year, why would you ever begin to allow yourself to get so enraged over not being able to wear a certain item of VIRTUAL clothing??? Either calm down or log out. The way I see it…if you’re getting that bent out of shape over virtual clothing, you probably have some deep seeded issues in your real life that need to be addressed. Thus you really should stop wasting your precious time and energy on such trivial matters in a virtual world. Instead, grab a book or even a website to help you resolve your REAL problems. I assure you, no one signed into Second Life to be your personal punching bag….and one more thing, before messaging the creator, take a moment to read the included notecard and the designer’s profile. Seven times out of ten, you’ll find your answer and save everyone some time. *winks* ….most likely I will touch on this topic again, soon…lol
hair: TRUTH Delicate head: LeLUTKA Fleur Head 2.0 body: [LEGACY] Meshbody (f) (1.2) skin: [theSkinnery] Dalia (LeLutkaEVO) @ C88
What sweet world is this? Honey on the vine School kid dreams came true then passed in the night I used to dream about people like you Now I don’t know why? I used to sing about people like you Now I just get high I get wild on you baby I get wild and fucking crazy like you never knew ~ Lana Del Rey – Wild One
hair: barberyumyumL14 @ Anthem head: LeLUTKA Fleur Head 2.0 body: [LEGACY] Meshbody (f) (1.2) skin: [theSkinnery] Dalia (LeLutkaEVO) @ C88
I don’t wanna talk about it, there isn’t much to say I don’t have an excuse to why I won’t come to your party And I don’t want my picture taken, I’d hate it anyway No, I don’t wanna spoil your night, just go have fun without meI’m pushing food around my plate ‘Cause my father said I’m overweight Well, maybe he’d feel better If I just disappeared altogether and I Got so good at faking smiles I can do it for a little while Just don’t ask me if I’m okay ‘Cause I’m not okay, noIt’s hard to show you something invisible No tears, no scars, no bruises, It’s not physical It’s covered up and hidden tight Beneath the skin, inside the mind You wouldn’t even notice, you wouldn’t even know Invisible, invisible, invisible ~ Grace Davies – Invisible
crate Patio Plant Cart Set @ Equal10 crate Patio Plant Cart – Beige Green crate Patio Plant Cart – Box Plants crate Patio Plant Cart – Hat & Throw crate Patio Plant Cart – Pot & Cloth crate Patio Plant Cart – Egg Head Pearl Plant crate Patio Plant Cart – Bonsai Palm
crate Cabo Bar Set @ Anthem crate Cabo Bar crate Cabo Bar Citrus Basket crate Cabo Bar Mint Plant crate Cabo Bar Pom Pom Garland crate Cabo Bar Citrus Sangria Dispenser
So, this might be a sensitive subject and I genuinely come to the table from a place of complete love. I’m also rather ignorant about the subject and I guess one could blame that on white privilege. However, in no way, shape, or form is this meant to insult ANYONE. And because I don’t like to offend people like that, I tend avoid certain things. However, I’ve noticed that Asian culture seems to be fair game. Oddly enough, its not one that I’ve been especially drawn to…except for the food. Cuz, let’s be fair, most Asian cuisine is pretty damn delicious and yes, I would honestly try some of the “weird” stuff they serve in the street food vendors I’ve seen on TV.
I guess my question is…when does it go from appreciation to appropriation? And when did this become a thing? For instance, growing up I always wondered how sports teams got away with using some of the names they used, because even as a child, I felt it was rather racist. My parents had no good answer about that teams and always said that one day they would change. They were right and as far as I know, most of them have changed. (I don’t follow sports, so some may not have changed yet.) Also, as a child, my favorite costume for Halloween was being a “gypsy,” but recently I discovered that even that term is considered racist now. I had no idea. I just loved all the jewelry and the flowing skirts. I liked it a whole lot more than being a princess! Also, as a kid…cowboys and Indians was a normal thing to play as a kid. We didn’t see them as good guys and bad guys, we just saw cowboy hats & guns or feathers & arrows. I always wanted to an Indian, because I thought they were cooler. I never could get into Westerns or cowboys.
So, if we look back on my childhood, without knowing my heart and reasons….was I racist? Was I appropriating someone’s culture? Well, I know my heart has never been racist. I know my parents weren’t racist. My family actually did have friends of other races and yes, they did come to our house (before you ask). With that said, my father was in the U.S. Army, so I was exposed to different races and cultures from a very early age.
To me, skin color is the same as hair color…the darker your natural pigment, the harder it is to change it.
Feel free to comment anyway you like, but know this…ANY clear-cut racist or hateful remarks will be deleted. This is not about hate or racism, this is about me trying to better understand the world I live in.
hair: DOUX – Jane Hairstyle
head: LeLUTKA Fleur Head 2.0
body: [LEGACY] Meshbody (f) (1.2)
skin: DeeTaleZ *SKINS* for LELUTKA HEADS (EVO.) – Flora
I love my cat. I really do, but I’m starting to understand why people prefer dogs. I woke up this morning to a paw to the jaw. Yep, that’s right, he walked on my face. My reaction was a slinging arm which resulted in a cat flung across the bed, followed by a soft murr. This was not a wounded cat sound. Trust me, I’ve heard plenty of those noises. Step on a cat’s tail just once and you’ll never forget it. No, just three little gentle murrs. I couldn’t go back to sleep at this point. I had to get up and find out if he was okay. I’m not a monster, ya know? He’s fine. Once he saw that I was awake, his attitude suddenly changed. I swear that he looked at me and in his little meow language said, “Oh, you’re up! Feed me?”
Needless to say, I fed the little bastard and now he’s lying comfortably on his perch, licking himself. I’m pretty sure he’s quite proud of himself this morning. *looks out the window* FFS, the sun isn’t even up yet. I suspect there’s a nap in my future.
“I do not believe that all books will or should migrate onto screens: as Douglas Adams once pointed out to me, more than 20 years before the Kindle showed up, a physical book is like a shark. Sharks are old: there were sharks in the ocean before the dinosaurs. And the reason there are still sharks around is that sharks are better at being sharks than anything else is. Physical books are tough, hard to destroy, bath-resistant, solar-operated, feel good in your hand: they are good at being books, and there will always be a place for them.”
― Neil Gaiman
I have to believe this has been the craziest year of most people’s lives. I can only imagine what else 2020 will bring for the second half of the year. I’m pretty sure whatever it is will leave us scratching our heads in wonder. One thing is for sure, more than ever before I do not want to leave my house. I know a lot of people are feeling cooped up and are itching to get out the door and do anything…just to get out of the house. For me, it hasn’t been that big of a deal. I didn’t want to leave the house before the virus. Now? Nah, my ass is staying right here. I’m not even trying to get out there to do anything. I am perfectly content staying in my comfortable little condo with my pets and my mother. We have everything we need and when we do need something, there are people out there to deliver it. This works for me. Yep, my lil butt is staying put.
Cover me with kisses baby, cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets, I’ll never get enough
Emotions come, I don’t know why
Cover up love’s alibi
Call me on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me
Aah, he speaks the languages of love
Aah, amore chiamami
Ooh, appelle-moi mon cherie
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day
~ In This Moment – Call Me (cover)
….cuz I love Blondie and I love ITM…how could I not love this?
