Catloaf!

Almost everyone who talks to me for more than 30 seconds learns I have two cats. So Just a spoiler. There will be cat pictures, and they will be adorable.

Catloaf is what we call it when one of the cats sits on the floor and tucks her feet and tail under her body so that they aren’t visible. It makes them look like a meatloaf, or a loaf of bread, so the logical leap is “Catloaf.” Loafing is a grand word for what they do all day. Lick themselves, sleep, eat, and poop.

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Meshmesh Demonstrates the Catloaf

I planned on joining them. A slow day curled up on the couch, watching things on Netflix. Probably doing my part as a cat warmer and petting machine on demand. But you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men… they are always waylaid by cats. This is all going to make sense in a bit, I promise.

I am often plagued by fetal story ideas. I think many writers are.. That is to say Ideas that we can fit into a sentence and condense, and they sound like they’d be great, but developing them past that point can be a challenge at best, and at worst (And most if you look at my hard drive) results in a pile of half-finished novels that just wrote themselves into a corner and I haven’t figured out how to write myself out of that corner yet.

I had a friend who once referred to this plague as the “Popcorn Kittens.”   Naturally derived from the YouTube video there. If you imagine the kittens as Ideas (And can include the Joplin in your head if you like.. Yakity Sax works well too) There’s all of these ideas bouncing around, competing for attention, running into one another, and it can feel utterly impossible to sort all of them out and choose one that will sustain through the thousands of words it takes to make a novel.  It’s often the source of my “Writer’s Block.”  I may say, “I can’t think of what to write.”  When the truth is more, “I can think of too many things to write and can’t fixate on one long enough to make into something substantial.”

Conversations with me can be like that too, skittering around from one topic to another, bumping into one another, fighting for attention. My head is a noisome place to be, between my own worries and anxieties, my struggle to read between the lines, or interpret tone and facial expressions, the challenges of jockeying between two languages and trying to make it look easy. Sometimes I wish it would just be quiet for a little while and let one idea shine through and grow and develop into something wonderful and useful.

I had one of those days today, where my head was noisy and jumping from one idea to the next. I just couldn’t settle down, and so the popcorn kittens distracted me from catloafing.

The Catloaf in this post is named Meshmesh (Arabic for “Apricot” and used the same way westerners will call someone “Pumpkin” as a term of endearment); she’s a pound purry that we adopted close to two years ago as a kitten. She’s adorable; still clinging to her kittenish features as she grows (We’re pretty sure she’s pushing 12 lbs); with big wide clueless eyes and tippling back and forth between impossibly affectionate and needy to flying furry terror. She’s just as soft as she looks, and since she relaxes when I pick her up, she’s smooshy too. She’s also the younger of the two cats, and Asmen’s favorite.

Atuta being.. Atuta

Atuta being.. Atuta

The older is Atuta  (Arabic for “Tomato”); who we’ve had in our home for nine years now, and she was maybe 2 years old when we adopted her from a rescue agency.  Atuta’s a big cat; at close to 18 pounds and has settled down in her old age; preferring the quiet of curling up alongside a person for a nap. She’s not skittish around people like Meshmesh is, and there’s a sincerity about her affection that lets me believe that she knows when I’m upset and need her to pet and soothe away whatever’s aching me. She’s getting a little stiff in the joints, and is pretty well set in her ways. I call her my old lady, and she and I have been through a lot together.

So I was going to curl up with her and watch movies and just try to relax. Meshmesh would have joined in and rather than sit next to me, would sit on me. But the popcorn kittens got in the way. And so I posted.

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My Favorite (Favourite? :/ ) Summer Experience

So, when I sat down to write my post for today, I couldn’t think about any exciting events or funny stories to tell. I tossed around several ideas with some friends, and we finally came up with an idea I was excited to do. Now, this summer has been nothing but dull and boring so far. The highlight of this week was that I bought a new toothbrush… I know, I like to live dangerously. So, I thought back to other summers, and instantly remembered my favorite summertime experience. But first, some background information.

When I was in middle school and high school, I was a show choir boy. Yes, the show choirs that are in Glee, that kind of thing. We had the costumes, we traveled, we did things I thought I would never do, but my favorite time at the end of every year was that the director would take us on a big trip for 10 days. If you remember reading my post about being from a small town, It’s true. My show choir had 11 people, which was so small that our performances usually took place in nursing homes and churches. The TV show Glee makes small show choirs seem like they can fill a room with sound and fill a stage with dancing and activity, but no. Normally, show choirs have 40 or 50 members, but that’s besides the point. Back on track with the story, we had finished a year, it was my Freshman year of high school, and it was time to take our trip. All year long, there had been talk of going on a cruise, or going to New York City, or somewhere in California. We all had ideas in our heads on where we thought we were going, we even took bets and whoever got the place right got to ride in the back of the bus on the way there. (Back of the bus is like throne of the kingdom, you’re instantly the coolest person ever if you get the back seat… even though it was on a short bus… 11 members). So, when the director announced our trip destination, we were sitting on our hands with excitement. She hadn’t said the place yet, she just described everything we would be doing. It seemed fun enough, until she said, “Iowa”.

Excuse my language but, da fuq?! We did NOT work hard all year raising money for this trip to blow it on little country hick-state Iowa. We lived and breathed country living every day, why would we want to go somewhere else that has it! Screw that, take us to Disney Land! The look of confusion was pretty much glued on our faces, and the next day, we all piled onto the short bus, and began the 8  hour drive to good ol’ Iowa. Yippie. The drives to these locations was always the funnest, because by the end of it we looked a hot mess, had all slept on each other, pranked each other, and someone lost a shoe or an earring. We pulled into this drive way of a massive  house, it was actually considered a small mansion, and that’s when we found out that we would be living together, all the kids and all the adults under one roof. So, like kids moving into a new house, we claimed roommates and rooms, and set up camp. The house was old, there was a wasps nest and a creepy locked door with a chain over it in the basement, but we made the most of it. That first night, we went to a restaurant that had a live band, and they surprised us by asking us to perform, and then we got a free meal.

When we got back to the house, we played a game my family came up with, it’s called Follow the Red Barn Trail. We played that game outside in the dark until 3 or 4 in the morning, and we only stopped because the parents got out hoses and drenched us because we kept them awake. The way the game works is, someone is “It” and they get a flashlight. Everyone goes to hide, and the person with the flashlight goes out to find them. Once the person with the flashlight gets a hidden person illuminated in their beams, they shout ” <Name> – Follow the red barn trail!” and the person that got caught has to follow the person with the flashlight. This is when the game gets fun. The people who are still hiding have to sneak up behind the guy with the flashlight, and tap the person who is caught to free them. If the person with the flashlight turns around at just the right minute, they can catch the person trying to free their captive. Eventually, the person with the flashlight gets a train of people, and as soon as the person at the back of the train is free, they touch the person in front of them, and so on, and then the whole train is free. Then everyone has to scatter and hope they don’t get caught again. The game is over when the person who is it catches everyone. We played this game every night after that, but not as late because we didn’t want to get drenched again.

We did plenty more things in Iowa, even went to a Music Man festival, but nothing will compare to the fun we had outside that small mansion/large house while playing that game. All the members of the choir have graduated now, but we still remain great friends, and whenever we have sleepovers or get together, if it’s dark, the game is played. I tried to find a picture of the mansion home, but it got sold and turned into a private home, so I couldn’t find a picture no matter how hard I looked. So, this post will have to be a boring block of text, I’m sorry. 😀

I Need a Vacation!

Some days, you just find yourself getting frustrated by all the things you normally love dearly.   The sun is out, the weather is warm, and you inhale deeply…and only smell air freshener and AC.  I need to go to the beach.

I grew up on the beach…some really beautiful beaches actually.. picture included below so that you may seethe in envy.

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That’s the Mediterranean Shore in Egypt, just a little west of Alexandria.  It’s not just for envy; but I have to ask, how could anyone live in a place like that and not have it crawl up under the skin and become a full on addiction?  I’m an Addict.  I’ll own it.  I need to live fairly close to the beach, get the sunshine, smell that salty, fresh always moving air.  I don’t even mind the annoyances of sand all over the floor (This is why you don’t have carpet), or sudden quick bracing rains that tend to blow through in Winter.  Or.. as I’m staring down possibly moving back to the beautiful Emerald Coast of North Florida, the occasional city-obliterating Hurricane.  Heck, Ivan and Katrina were so close together I sometimes get mixed up which came first. (Ivan, by the way).

So I think I’m having withdrawals again.  I need a beach.  I need sand in my toes and to run down to the wharf and meet the boats when they come in to get the pick of the fish.  I need to sit in the sand and the sun and drink a beer and read a book.  I’m not alone.

In case I  haven’t covered that base; I’m one of the bloggers for Seraphimsl.com.  Which if you like shopping (You’re in SL, of COURSE you like Shopping)and have a hard time keeping up with events; we do that work for you in a neat condensed easy to use format.  It’s a shocking amount of work.  We’re not phoning this in.  A Seraphim blogger goes to each event, and takes the photos we use.  If it’s a “Hop Around” event (one that makes you go from sim to sim) then we’re there too, and saving correct SLURLS along the way.  We let you know if there’s demos, land impact, item permissions, and all sorts of things in a short little caption in each picture.  It’s not about us, it’s about you.  So personal commentary is kept to a minimum, and we just step back and let the designers shine.  I love that about Serpahim.  Almost as much as I love up on my co-bloggers in both blogs.  You see my co-bloggers here at the Salad; but I get to show you some of the Co-Bloggers over at Seraphim today!  Brace yourselves, they’re gorgeous.

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From left to right.. That’s Liane, Dani, Vix, Shae and Me.  And that’s what I call them for short. They’re also Bloggers for both Seraphim and themselves, And I’ll make sure to Include their linkages below so that you can see them too. Also?  All Photo credit for that one up there to Dani, who makes us look Mega-Fab.

I joke about it, but there’s a lot of times I feel like the bad child of the crew. They’re all gorgeous glamazons exuding taste and style and put-together-ness.. and I feel a lot of time like they’re  En Vogue and I’m Lauryn Hill and for some unlikely reason we’re all hanging out. (I just dated myself again, didn’t I?) Everyone’s talented and lovely; but En Vogue was always polished and put together, and Lauryn Hill managed to give the impression that the look was secondary to her.

I say all of this, by the way, while having been shopping with Dani while she was wearing nothing but a lingerie set and a blazer.  And I still feel like she looked more put together than I could.  Some gals just GOT STYLE.  And some of us are just beach bums who hope not to embarrass them at fancy parties.

That being said?  We’re all just a little not right in the head.  We all have a pervy streak, like pretty boys.  We don’t all like the same kind of music.  We’re all married and fairly close together in age/maturity though; and that completely changes the dynamic of how we communicate.

Vix is a recent mom, and her little girl is so insanely adorable that I can’t show you a picture.  I saw a picture of her and decided on the spot that it would be impossible to have a baby of my own since she set the cute baby bar so insanely high!  She’s also as bad (if not worse) of a NOLA-phile as I am.  NOLA.. for those of you not in the know, is a short way of saying “New Orleans, Louisiana.”  Get it?  NO = New Orleans, and LA = the postal abbreviation for Louisiana.   She been super patient as I wriggle my way into the Seraphim Crew and sort out just how much load I can carry. She’s also the Originator of the Seraphim Blog so… I guess that kinda makes her my boss?

Dani’s been a super patient mentor and guide.  She taught me how to format my posts, reminded me of things I forget, and she has to be one of the most incredible Multi-taskers I know.  She just juggles it all with ease.. or at least she makes it look that way!  She and her husband are the kind of sweet not syrupy couple that Big A and I would totally hang out with over the weekend.

Liane and Shae are the other two in the picture, and the other two chatty cathies.  Clicking on links from them is a thing done at your own risk.  Be careful what you say, because they will find a way to make it hilarious.  They’re witty and sharp and sassy and super fun.

And that’s just the tip of that iceberg.  Seraphim bloggers work hard and play hard.  How hard?  How many Arcade Items can you find in that picture up there?  All Three of the rare Bikinis you say?  Some rare floaties drifting in the waves to the side?  I wish I could say that was it.. but it’s not, and we should all probably be ashamed of how much we’ve spent at the Arcade.  Many of us not even actually making it on sim, rather hovering on neighboring sims and praying the select distance wasn’t too far.  We should be ashamed.  But we’re too busy making girly squee noises over teacup pigs, or running over all the things in Vespa-style scooters in the rush to get to our cute little tents to know true shame.

I need to stop writing now.  I’ll keep rambling, and if you’re reading, I’m not sure how much you care about all of this.  But for the “What I’m Wearing”:

Hair – Wasabi Pills – Lola Summer in Lemon Tea

Skin – Glam Affair – Cleo 06 in Europa

Hands and Feet – SLink – Avatar Enhancement hands in Casual and Feet in Medium.

Mani/Pedi – MONS – Rocker for SLink Avatar Enhancement (Available at The Dressing Room Fusion)

Ears – Mandala – Stretched female

Eyes – IKON – Sunrise in Egyptian Blue

Lashes – Maxi Gossamer – Wild Full Thick in Black

Lip Rings – EllaBella – Ballad of Stars

Bikini – PaperDoll in Calypso (RARE Prize at The Arcade)

Shoes – Hucci – Embessa Sandals in Marine Blue- Available at FaMESHed

Tattoo – Identity – Courage to Change

Sassy Unicorn

 

in the woodsAs you can tell from my picture today, I have been hitting the Arcade pretty hard. I love every few months when it comes around. The thrill of trying to get and get what you want is very intense and gets your adrenalin pumping. Every time this event comes around I know personally I like to get a sneak peek of what’s coming out, a lovely blog named seraphim never fails to deliver this for me. My friends and I always like to check out what we want before we head into the madness of trying to get into the sim (or if you’re like us you shop from the surrounding sims). As you all know trying to get the color item you want can sometimes be a challenge and very hard on your second life (and possibly real life) wallet. I know personally I tried 30 times to win my best friend the Paris tent from the floor plan gatcha. Well today I found a way you can get some of that money back into your pocket, and some of the unwanted duplicates out of your inventory, it’s called second life yard sales. I didn’t even know this was a possibility but, so far I have made over 1000L back. All you have to do is find a yard sale you like, look up the rules and place your item out for sale. It is a great way to get some money back and also a great way to get items that you want without having to try a bunch of times at the gatch machines.  Until next time may the odds be ever in your favor.

Dee

—– Song Of The Day —

The Way- Ariana Granc ft. Mac Miller

—– Today’s Wardrobe —

Hair – eep . hair 013 . reds @fameshed

        Eyes – IKON Lucid Eyes – Lagoon (Lucid eye set not on marketplace but feel free to check out their Sunrise eyes)

Skin – [Al Vulo! Skin]

Piercing – .Pekka. Absurdo Unisex Piercing

Bathing suite-:Paper.Doll: Ruffly Kini: Lemonade @Arcade

Ears/horn- +Half-Deer+ Sweet Dreams Unicorn [Peaches N Cream] @Arcade

      Tail- +Half-Deer + B;pssp, Tail (Marigold) @Arcade

          Shoes-[Cliche] Citta Stiletto

Bracelet- *BOOM* Friendship Bracelet (Tiffany) @Arcade

         Necklace- CK- Zodiac- Aquarius

Tent-floorplan. sleepover tent gacha / citrus @Arcade

 

Cats on the Mind.

So, when I sat down to write my blog post, because I knew it was my turn, I couldn’t think of something spectacular that I had done in the last few days, or really over my entire week. I’m on summer vacation now, and I havn’t gotten a job yet, and honestly I’m not in a huge hurry to get one. On a side note, I do have a job interview sometime next week for a job at a race track where I’ll only be working Saturdays from 4 to 11 or midnight. Anyway, my days are pretty much lazy, boring, and uneventful. The highlight of my day is when my parents go to sleep and I can stay up until 3 or 4 in the morning with my friends and do all sorts of random nonsense. Then it hit me, that something I felt I should share, even though you might not really care about it, but something that I’m really proud of.

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I had mentioned this before in the last paragraph of one of my posts, and had shared my excitement to the world. I’m referring to the Realm of Mystara’s Bastet race. These little fellas have occupied my mind for the past week. You see, I’m the kind of person that when I get an idea, get support on that idea, and then sit down to make that idea happen, I don’t do anything else. So, when I decided I wanted to rush the bastet race in mystara to get it as an official race group with a race leader, headquarters, back history, lore, ranks, I went straight to the sim owner, Annie Ibanez, who agreed with my ideas and gave me two thumbs up to do what I needed to do and would support me in any way she could. This really kick started my motivation, and the next day, after 5 hours of writing in my Google drive, I ended up with documents on my thoughts for the bastet’s religion, ranks, history, group structure, and naming conventions. I also created an unofficial group to gather members up and start recruiting, named the tribe or pride (I haven’t figured out which term I’m going for yet… will probably end up being a Pride of Bastets, living in a tribe..). The group has really taken off a lot faster than I anticipated, which is giving me an extra boost to go back over my documents and change things and add more to their lore. This is my first time pretty much creating a race. Though I’m not creating them from the ground up, I am sort of taking my own approach to the race so they will be a special version specifically for Mystara. I never realized how hard it is to create a race, but I am really enjoying it.

So, I’m going to take this post as an oppurtunity to grow the race some more. If you’re a roleplay fanatic like myself and have an interest in roleplaying as a bastet, shoot me an IM in world and I’ll chit-chat with you. Actually, just shoot me an IM in world if you want to talk about bastets, if you have any ideas for them that I could steal, or if you just want to talk about the weather here recently (rainy where I am…), I’d love to talk! Stay beautiful!

~Asmen!

Being the Change

SnapshottedI don’t think I intended to get into a dialog on the art of constructive criticism. And I won’t really elaborate much here on the how that happened. Ask me in world if you must, but overall don’t expect much in the way of negativity from me. When I wrote the first draft of this post; it was something over 3300 words long; which on 9gag would mean I would have to have the courtesy to end the post with a potato; and would still merit responses of “TLDR,” or “Too long, didn’t read.” So I was going to break it up into chunks and talk about the different things I ask myself before I write a critique for publication.

Or I could be Elle, who just went right ahead and decided to be the change she wanted to see in the world.

THIS is the critical intelligent insightful review we crave. A candid look at the work; not statements as to the creator’s personality or character. So I’ll Fangirl her review all over the block.

Do I wholly agree with her assessment? Yeah and no. But that’s a matter of personal aesthetic. I personally like the airbrushed look for certain things; and so it definitely has its purpose.

I absolutely do agree with her on the “Ethnic Skin,” issue, and it’s an issue we’ve pretty much always had in SL. The mild frustration I think more than a few folks feel when they want their avatar to reflect a particular race. Race isn’t just skin color; there is bone and muscle structure behind that. Now logically you’d say, “Okay so if I had a fairly ethnic shape (i.e. an aquiline nose, or almond shaped eyes) then any skin will look ethnic.” And then you learn that’s not true. Likewise, you don’t frequently see skins that take into consideration that non white folks aren’t built the same; and more than one store designer simply darkens the color of their skin without adjusting the features to reflect the ethnicity they’re trying to convey. Skin and Shape are the meat and potatoes of your avatar; and I’m sure we all know that getting the right combination to get the look you want can be a challenge.

But back on point. Elle did it right. And she deserves a lot more attention than she’s getting for it.

I didn’t t really dress up for this one.  It’s been a tired day and I’ve not been as motivated to get off the couch as I would like to be.

Hair: Ploom –ValyraII in Monochromes

Skin:  Alchemy – Drow in Granite

Shirt: Eneleya’s Creations – Tamara

Feet:  Slink – Mesh Barefoot – flat.

Jewelry:  Mandala – Lust Face & Ear Piercing

Couch: Lisp – Anna Sofa

Don’t Judge a Book by its Cover

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This post is going to be short and sweet. I noticed that Eshe’s post seemed to be the talk of the town today on and off of  Second life. When things have bad reviews in both second life and real life I always like to check them out for myself. I don’t want this post to come off as “Everyone on Word Salad has jumped on a bandwagon” because that is not the case. I just wanted to say that I decided to get myself a pair of Ikon eyes. Attached is a completely unphotoshoped picture and I have to say this is one of the best purchases I have ever made! These eyes light up without even an ounce of work. So to those of you at Ikon, Keep up the good work! Hates gonna hate; and for those of you reading the hate no matter what it is always try things for yourself.

-Dee

—– Song Of The Day —

Alive- Krewella  (This explains how I feel with these eyes:D)

—– Today’s Wardrobe —

Hair – Truth Hair- Elisha 

Eyes – IKON Lucid Eyes – Lagoon (Lucid eye set not on marketplace but feel free to check out their Sunrise eyes)

Skin – [Al Vulo! Skin]

Piercing – .Pekka. Absurdo Unisex Piercing

The Jump in Views.

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Seeing as we’re getting views from more countries than the U.S., U.K, and Canada, I thought I would do my post! Though this jump in blog views is all coming from a not so awesome situation, views are views bro. Here’s my whole view on the matter, eyes won’t make your avatar beautiful, they will only enhance the beauty that is already there. If your avi looks like it just fell off the noob bus yesterday, don’t blame the content creators. Beauty has a ton of different faces, the saying “One mans trash is another mans treasure (no.. not come up.. friggin Thrift Shop)”  applies to beauty as “One Ugly troll is another person’s vision of beauty!” I’m trying to keep this post all in fun, despite the story behind it, and I do hope this doesn’t start more stuff up, if it does, oh well. So anyway, don’t bash the creators for the lack of skill of how to make an avatar beautiful. They put a lot of time into what they create and spend a lot of what they earn so they can make more. SL Content creators aren’t cashing out thousands of dollars every week and going out and buying houses, they are doing what they do because they love it. Criticism can really be effective, but only if done right. I think I might of heard Eshe talking about doing a post here soon about how to effectively deliver criticism so it doesn’t start up a bunch of drama, and so the creator can take away useful information and apply it to their next big release, so look forward to that!

Now, in a lighter mood (the last paragraph was not in a dark mood by any means), I want to know what major hobbies everyone does in SL. I’m hoping for some comments on this since we bumped up our readership. Currently, my hobbies consist of sitting by myself doing nothing, and RPing. I’m looking for more things to do! As my friends like to say, “So many beautiful things in Second life!” and I want to experience those beautiful things. However, I can’t do so unless I know about them. So leave a comment in the thingy below and talk to me!

Now for a nice letter.

My Friends,

Yall are awesome. Keep up what you do, don’t let the haters get you down. Stay bold, stay bitchy, stay yourself!

Enough Said….

It’s Tera time now.

Asmen!

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Song of the day – “Livin’ On A Prayer” – Bon Jovi (Alex Goot Cover) – Though nobody could ever compare to Bon Jovi, Alex Goot is pretty awesome and I love his music. Keep it up Alex!

Eyes – Ikon   (The picture above shows the Vendor Picture for comparison.. they’re pretty much similar, but I don’t have long eyelashes)

Burley – [Burley] Gosling

Skin – B I R D Y

Ears- Mandala 

Jewelry – Pekka

Jacket – AITUI – The Escape

Gin & Haterade

gatsby_004I just re-wrote this post. Just wanted you to know that. It was a long tirade against some people who had recently attacked some very dear friends of mine in various forums with regard to SL. And you know what.. I went to add the song at the end… and I just.. Changed tack. So before you continue, click the link, and leave this playing in the background as you read.

Rather than jump on the bandwagon of petty nastiness and haterade that seems to be circulating in SL; I figured my friends could use a love letter, something positive to turn to when they get bruised by the merciless storm of nastiness and pettiness that can surround them.

Dear Lakua and Pupita;

I am profoundly sorry that you both have been hurt by vindictive and cruel and thoughtless people who lack the maturity and grace to work with you instead of against you. You are, to me, both beautiful people whose love of music and willingness to share your amazing talents as musicians and builders with the SL Community is something to be cherished and kept dear.

You touch a place with me; one that fills with warmth as your music and build work evokes memories of a thrilling and magical time in my life. From sitting in the backseat of my friend’s VW Cabriolet shouting along to the Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Sedated,” as we drove the Corniche to Ft. Qetbey for ice cream; to curling up on the windowsill of my room, writing decidedly bad poetry to The Smiths and The Cure. While I joke about my taste in music in my teenage and young adult years being “Hipsteriffic,” many times it alienated me as well. Not having many friends that I could share my love of that style of music with was something that could be difficult for me growing up.

While I’ve decidedly matured over the years; and my tastes have become more eclectic; those anthems of my youth still strike a chord with me. And what you have brought to SL touches that same chord, plucks it and makes it sing.

I admire, profoundly, that you both are coming together to turn something positive from the negativity that came after you. That is am amazing and beautiful trait that speaks volumes to the power and beauty of who you are. Never lose that.

I know my song choice for this may be a little “mainstream,” but it speaks directly to the point. Don’t lose who you are.

In love and music,

Eshe.

Dear Ikon,

My heart breaks that your work became the target of someone who has neither your talent nor your maturity. It made me angry; knowing you, and how much of you goes into what you do, to see someone use negativity and immaturity to capitalize on the amazing person you are.

You carved out a place in my heart from our first conversation, and only succeed in wedging yourself in deeper with every conversation that has followed. I am so deeply grateful to know you, to have some chance to bask in that beautiful magnificent spirit that makes you you.

I am all the more grateful that you have let neither time, distance, nor my own foolishness interfere with that. I never told you. But the day I reached out to you, I was scared that too much time had passed, too much distance. Being met with such open arms and such kindness brought tears to my eyes.

Eyes that you know so intimately; how they’re constructed, the incredible artistry that nature has wrought that you capture so elegantly and faithfully in your SL Content contributions. You are brilliant, insightful, and thoughtful in ways that I often worry are dead for so much of the world.

So please, don’t let that one person diminish you. They can’t. You are amazing as you are.

In gratitude and attitude,

Eshe.

So I started this blog entry apparently having gotten into the same haterade that seems to be in a lot of people’s cups this Memorial Day weekend. I decided to add gin to mine, to cancel out the hate, and honor the spirits of the content creators I love by sharing some of that love instead.

Today’s Look, in honor of the Roaring ‘20s (When the cocktail came to prominence.. And you just try to tell me Haterade and Gin isn’t a cocktail), is also the aftermath of an impromptu photo shoot that I hope we’ll get to share soon.

I’m going to try something out here and see if it’s helpful.  If the Link in the list below is the STORE’s name, then it’s a SLURL to the Store.  If it’s the PRODUCT name that is the link, then it’s to that specific product on Marketplace.

Sorry not Sorry

First of all I want to apologize that I have been kinda missing in action. The title of this post has nothing to do with my absence. I have been handling some personal real life things but, I should be around a lot more often. So today I want to talk about a side of me that I am not sorry for. I can be the biggest nerd sometimes. Even though I am 23 years old I love to do silly kid things, Like coloring and blowing bubbles. I am not much of a reader but, when I do read I can’t put books down till I have finished the series, and most of all I am what I like to call a Netflix addict. I love to start watching shows after they have been on for a while then watch every episode ever until I have complete the entire show in a short few days or weeks. Lately I have been in more of a movie mood then a show mood so I decided to play catch up on some  movies my friends keep ragging on me about. In particular, The Harry Potter series. I have loved Harry Potter since I was a kid but, since i am not much of a reader I never took the time to read all the books and I never finished the movies, so until a few days ago I was completely clueless.nerdydee

This weekend I decided to educate myself and watch all 8 movies in 2 days. My actual goal was to watch them all in one sitting but, I crashed after the first 5. All I can say is WOW, this story is amazing and now all I want to do is find my old collection and sit down and read my heart out for days. From day one I was hoping that Severus Snape would end up being a good guy but, after he killed Dumbledore all my hope was lost on him. I was pleasantly surprised to find in the end my wish came true. I don’t want to give too much away for those of you who haven’t had the opportunity to see/ read this series but, my inner nerd now wants to go on a road trip to Harry Potter World in Florida…. Anyone wanna come? (Please feel free to leave any comments or fan fiction)

Overall I am a huge nerd at heart and I am far from ashamed. We are all different in our own ways but, I find that everyone has their quirks about them and overall everyone is a little weird or nerdy in their own way 🙂

-Dee

—– Song Of The Day —

People Like us- Kelly Clarkson 

—– Today’s Wardrobe —

Hair – (Chemistry) HAIR – Buttons

Eyes – Az – Realistic Sea

Skin – [Al Vulo! Skin]

Ears-FEMALE[MANDALA]Stretched EARS-OMIMI

Piercing – ..Pekka. Absurdo Unisex Piercing

Jewelry -KOSH- ADAIN NECKLACE/ KOSH- WISE OWL RING

Glasses-SOVI3T * Nerd Glasses Classics

Shirt- Kyoot Lacey little top

Vest- Cynful- Tara’s Vest

Jeans- -SU!- Loretta Skinny Jeans Dark Blue

Underwear- DeeTaleZ Lingerie Negligee String white