#28 ~ She's been everyone else's girl...

The Fashion: 

Skin: .ploom. - Lea_Cream - LB - Smoke *PROMO*

Shape: My own

Hair: (Milana) Emma - Light Blondes

Eyes: .ID. December Gift / BlueGreen

Eyelashes: .ploom. Lashes 6

Shirt: JANE - francie so innocent blouse.milk

Skirt: LeeZu! Nuage Skirt / Art Nouvelle *MESH* (NEW)

Shoes: [LeLutka] - Saffron Pumps (Neutral Sand)

Pose: Magnificant Poses

Location: LaPerla II Old Italy

Listening: Tori Amos "Girl"

#26 ~ Patina, Potato

The Fashion
The colors of Patina....

For Luna's 52 Weeks' of Color Challenge: My version was a quick hop over to the new store Entente where I lagged myself along with a few others and grabbed a few things for the girls...(from what I hear there will be more!) I had hoped to find something in my massive inventory on Katy (the avi I tend to use a lot for my pictures), but since I had been at the new store, I felt it only best to show off the new duds.

Skin: .ploom. Lea - Cream - DB - Smoke *PROMO*

Shape: My Own

Make-Up: Cheap Makeup - Babysitters Club Lashes

Make-Up: [Misc. Inc.] I Love Liner - Charity 2

Hair: >TRUTH< Valeska w/Roots - Cocoa

Eyes: .:A&M:. Element Eyes - Ocean (Group Gift)

Eyelashes: .ploom. - Lashes 6

Jacket: Armidi - Classic Pinstripe Blazer [Burgundy]

Tank: JANE - intrinsic.tank - brown truffle

Pants: Entente - Classic Chinos - Green *NEW*

Shoes: *G Field* Flower Pumps - Eve - Chocolate (Group Gift)

Bag: ::Duh!:: Seasons Hunt Fall Bag

Pose: [.doll]

Location: Tableau

Listening: Maroon 5 "Makes Me Wonder"

#20 ~ Random incorporation...

The Real
So I'm a little behind in my writing.

When I first thought about coming over here, the idea was to do a 365 blog. It is to incorporate a mesh of my real life writings, ramblings and what-nots, along with the works of what I'm doing along with the sim that I currently run within Second Life with a few other friends, and the fashion that has grabbed me by the 'throat' - literally.

So, I still plan on doing that. 'Cept I need to get off my ass and catch up since this is blog #20 and it's January 22nd.... *sighs*

Well, Friday was my birthday - Happy Birthday to meeeeee...and I reached that pivotal age of mid-range that I wish I wasn't but I am, and the thoughts are in my head of where the fuck should I be. Do you ever ask yourself that? Are you where you're supposed to be? How does one get gumption to just get up and get what they want? Hmmm...if I knew, would things be just a tad bit easy to reach for? I question these little things because it's something that goes on in my head as I sit and study for the this exam I have to take in order to place into my Master's program. I think - I'm scared. I don't know why, but I am. I wish I knew...

The Paradise
We had a Town Hall Meeting today at the Penthouse of the Hotel Blanca on the sim. It was an OOC meeting to discuss what we're doing along the sim and what the players who are currently rping on the sim thought and had questions on. It went really well, things were brought up about sim wide rps, commodities, gun permits...sex. God, every sim I know needs sex. Yes - Sex Sells in RP.

The Fashion

Skin: -tb- Gatcha Skin: Mod (LS, light brows) (Season's Gatcha - Winter)
Shape: My own
Make-Up: ee. Midnight - Blue
Hair: Magika [Hair] Distracted - blonde
Eyes: ROZENA ~ Avian eye ~ Christmas red
Eyelashes: REDGRAVE - 19 DIVA

Top: MONS / Dress / Tekila - aqua
Pants: JANE - francie pants.raven
Belt: fri.day - Wide Waist Belt - Fruit Punch *FREE*
Boots: :)(: Ultimate Boots Black
Bag: Fleshtone :: The Huntingtone Bag [Glitter] *Group Gift*
Necklace: LaGyo - Adriel Necklace - Silver (C88)
Earrings: LaGyo - Adriel Earrings - Silver (C88)

Pose: Olive Juice
Location: Primitive City
Listening: Bjork "Venus As a Boy"

#11 ~ Train of thought...

The Real
Another day. Another application. I didn't study. Urgh.

The Paradise
Slowly but surely. The market is saturated. We'll find our footing. I hope we do. We have a good sim. A good storyline. I want this to work. I want to write...

The Fashion
I'm frustrated on how to actually have my pictures turn out like most. I look at others on Flickr and those on blogs and I know that there is a lot of photoshopping going on, and I really don't want to have to go and spend the time editing my pictures, but I feel that I have to in order to 'impress'. Is this really the way?

Skin: [Atomic] Grace Skin (DB) Buff - Winter Kiss (TDR)
Shape: My own
Make-Up: R.icielli - Freckles 3
Make-Up: Grixdale - Body Shoppe - Emerald
Make-Up: =[Pom.Pon]= Beauty.-Spot-Lip-Tattoo
Make-Up: :GP: Pout-Lips 3
Hair: Analog Dog - Madison2 - House Wine - Christmas Gift
Eyes: .ID. December Gift / Brown
Eyelashes: Mynerva

Jacket: AOHARU [TFG] Jacket - Red
Tank: R.icielli - MSMONROE Longshirt / nude (TDR)
Pants: JANE - wide leg pant.zooey.truffle (fair) *MESH*
Shoes: fri.day - Dream.Booties (Cream)
Necklace: [ glow ] studio - Kitten
Purse: The Secret Store - Girly Briefcase - Cherry

Poses: [.doll]
Location: Great Eagle
Listening: A-Ha "Train of Thought"

#8 ~ Isabella Maria Radcliff

The Fashion


For this little challenge: Coral.

Skin: -Glam Affair- Monica Tan TRD 28
Shape: My own
Make-Up: cheLLe (eyeliner) EyePop Lime
Make-Up: *BOOM* Hard Candy - Pink Sugar
Hair: Raspberry Aristocrat - Dulciana - Brown Bittersweet
Eyes: .ID. December Gift / BlueGreen
Eyelashes: Mynerva

Top: JANE - Femme.lace Cami - Pink Blush
Skirt: JANE - Maxi Skirt - Lillith - Blush (fair) *MESH*
Shoes: Maitreya Gold * YaXkin Cocoa Sandals
Earrings: [Aura] Down Pour - Melon *VIP Group Gift*
Necklace: MIEL - UVA - Coral *Group Gift*

Pose: GLITTERATI
Location: The Dreamer's Islands
Listening: Silence (It's Sunday Morning)

The Paradise

Maybe what should be noticed about Isabella Maria Radcliff is the intensity of her eyes. Her mother always said that her eyes could bring down the most worthiest of opponents if ever in a cat fight. Maybe it was true, but the woman that would step onto the island not even a few months after her thirty-second birthday hadn’t even thought of those words in years.

Isa was born to Paula Ora Carlona, a Cassava native and John Michael Radcliff, a British Navy Captain,  on June 7^th, 1979. Life on Cassava was a child’s playground – the beach, the sun and the wild. War, chaos and hunger lingered in the air but for a child, she would ignore as much as she could, or as much as her mother would hide it from her. Even when those in the cantina would shout and argue about the El Generale and his men, the dissatisfaction of the people. No money. No food. Where was her father?

At the age of ten, she was shipped off to London to live with her father and stepmother for each school year, as stated in the divorce papers signed by both parents during the joint custody hearings. Her summers would be spent upon the Cassava Island during the first couple years, but as she grew older, she came home less often, opting to spend her summers in the English countryside, or to travel off to France or to America. She had the advantages she knew others did not have, so she was bound to take them – why not. Who wanted to go back to a place that was so distraught and torn?

Upon graduating from high school, Isa decided to stay on, attending the London College of Fashion. Each and every semester, her excuses would get more elaborate on not wanting to return to the island, much to her mother’s dismay – and even to her own father’s. It was like she shunned the overall entity that was her culture. By the age of twenty-four, Isa finally returned to Cassava, only because her grandfather – her mother’s father – had passed away, and her mother had now been handed the reigns of the family business.

Many years would pass by that time. Isa’s life would be what she deemed she wanted, buying textiles and fabrics for the fashion houses in London. The world she knew in Cassava would only exist in letters she would receive from her mother, which she would now and then respond to around the holidays, sending money and gifts in exchange for her absences. It wasn’t until the day her father showed up at her flat that rainy Sunday afternoon to tell her…

…which landed her back at the door of the cantina, her mother – all but gone.

When he calls...

I enjoy speaking with him on the phone. It's the little bit that counts. I know we only speak every few weeks, even before, when it used to be every few days, but still - even if he is across the pond, our lives still come together and we make the effort to call one another to touch base. To touch each others lives. I can still feel his fingers upon my face. It's the caring that I enjoy...its what makes it real.

Skin: Grixdale - Teagan - Mint - Draft *Retired*

Make-Up: [Misc. Inc.] I Love Liner - Diligence 1

Make-Up: [PXL] Teeth Bracers

Hair: Magika [Hair] Safe - Brown

Sweater: =Zenith= Ball Ball Sweater Jacket Golden (With Love Hunt)

Sweater: *Fishy Strawberry* Knit Sweater Powder

Skirt: Armidi Limited Classic A001 Jean Skirt Dirty

Tights: JANE lil piggies tights.fuzzy white fawn

Boots: {mon tissu} Heathrow Boots - Ash *Mesh*

Gloves: d.select wool gloves - Winter pattern white (With Love Hunt)

Barrette: ::Happy Finds:: Rose Pink Hair Pin

Pose: GLITTERATI

Location: Three Moons Village

Listening: Underworld "Dirty"