Thursday, July 30, 2009

Going For Dark Eden Girl Of The Month

Yes, you read that right. And I'm sure you've spotted the error in that title, eh?

It's usually more like 3 and a bit weeks.


Truth is - I have a compulsion that I need to break down bastions, change the status quo, challenge ideals etc etc. Plus I'm a total attention hor. So recently I set my sights on that grand competition that has been running so long it's now an institution. The Dark Eden Girl of the Month. As the rules state

"Can guys enter?
YES! But there's no special class for guys. You have to compete with the girls and be sexier, more stylish more hot and tempting and juicy than all the other girls that month! Its a tough thing to ask any guy. So far only one (Alushee Essex) has made it to the finals but we're still waiting on our first official Dark Eden Guy. It could be you!"

Thing is that almost everything Dark Eden sells if for the other half of this species. That hasn't ever really stopped me before. So after a good hour of digging, I came up with this.

DE 1

So it's not the most masculine of ensembles, but it's so very ME. (Shut up in the back row, whaddya say?) I have on the purple latex jacket, ths straps from the Anath set as a harness under that, the Metis belt, and the Phoebus boots, all from Dark Eden.

DE 2

I'm rocking it with my new love, the Cyberfashionista hair from Digit Darkes. This was available as a freebie from SL6B, but I wanted the complete colour change option so I was more than happy to fork over the lindens. Along with my treasured Corvine skin from eXceSs, something that you'll see in these pages over and over again. With The Hunger fishnet shirt and the leather pants both from SN@TCH. A total staple of mine wardrobe. I have all the colours - including the ones that I begged Ivey to make - and they get dragged out at least 2 days of every week. Leather lust, it's a Vampire thing. Don't try too hard to understand it, just enjoy the view from behind.

DE 3

I was quite surprised by how little I had to resize these Phoebus boots. Just a small tweak and they were good, it usually takes me ages and several failed pairs before I can get female boots to fit. You'd think this would stop me buying them, wouldn't you?

I'm Going for It

So I dragged my latexed/leathered/fishnetted/harnessed self off to Templum Ex Obscurum, strapped on my Kris sword and posed, with one eye uneasily on that wolf in the background. I'm not scared of them, I was just hoping it wouldn't come hump my leg. Submitted this shot after showing it on plurk, to the chuckles of many. Including Ran Garrigus, who asked "Aren't you a bit overdressed for a Dark Eden Girl? You are supposed to wear like, a strap. and if it's nippy, two straps." And then... fuck me even deader, if I wasn't chosen as a finalist. So... umm... if you want to vote for me, you can go here. And laugh at the man posed atwixt lovely ladies in latex minidresses.


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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Widdle Wintah

Hewwwo! Wots of times I been shopping lately I seen wots of kiddies all arguwuing over the vendors, wike Gahum and I heard today at Den Dou... so I thinked maybe it was the new kinda fash'nable thing to do. So this is Widdle Wintah bringing you wot's hot in the kid's world my sissy and bwuvva poos.


Wintah 2


First thing you gotta wemember is that you have to have a weally good 'xuse weady for why you are out at night time without Mommy, Daddy or any kind of growed ups. Because you SHOULDN'T BE OUT AT NIGHT IF YOU ARE A CHILD AVATAR. And then you need to forget any knowledge that you have of how 8 year olds WEALLY talk. If you wanna be an SL kiddy you have to speak with a speech impeddy - empeddy - a weally bad wisp.* Okay, so if you were a weal 8 year old who talked wike this you'd be getting speech thewwapy - either that or you'd be getting all beated up evvewy day after skool.


Wintah 5

Next thing you need to know is that by being a kid, you have the wight - no, the DUTY to be as naughty as you can manage evvewywhere you go. Big Wintah once was the ministah at a wedding where the fwowah gurl diddun shut the (naughty word for making babies) up the whole time, and the page boi piddled on the pwetty white dwess. Big Wintah had to weally stop himself hard from punting the widdle (naughty word for poo's) into the next sim ovvah. Even though you are weally a growed up, and you'd give your own kiddies a backhand 'kwoss the face if they embawwessed you wike this, it's the only way that normal people will know that you are meant to be a kid and not a hobgobwin or a pixie.


Wintah 4


And if you are a gurl - you don't have to give up your skin with wots and wots of make up! You don't even have to give up your boobies! I diddun know 8 year old gurls could have boobies till I started being a kid in SL, but evewwywhere I go I see them with big wacks and short skirts holding their Daddy's hand and begging them to buy the new hair fwom Twuth. I offen see these types of widdle gurls out with their Daddies but not offen with their Mommies. I wonder why that is?


Wintah 3


So bois and gurls, this was Widdle Wintah showing you all how much fun you is missing out on. The main thing that I figured fwom being a kid is that its okay to infwict your woleplay upon anyone who is on the same sim as you. So Big Wintah decided that next time he has kiddy avs annoying him, its okay for him to start being a big mean vampy wight back at them and attack their pwecious necks. And wip open their chests, tear out their hearts and toss around their viscerae with a bloodthirsty howl. That's fair, isn't it? Oh yes – and its okay if you wanna post compwaints in the comments, I kinda expect that. Just don't use any mean nasty words.


Wintah 1

Wemember, I'm only a widdle boi.


(*p.s. Who was the sadist who decided that "lisp" should be spelt with an "l" anyways?)


Worn - Knitted Racoon Cap by Onigiri

Hat hair by Curious Kitties

Ritalin skin by Kosh

Hello Gasmask shirt by [Riddle]

Sporty pants in pink by Amerie's Naughty

Hello Kitty Chucks by ::Line::

Frog Ring and Wristbands by [Love Soul]

Striped Gloves by Freak Couture



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Sunday, July 5, 2009

The Post No Fashionista Can Afford To Miss

Because everyone's style - in a world of 2 million people - is so unique and speshul that it should be cherished. And coveted. And protected by any means necessary. ANY MEANS. It's a war out there, oh.... don't ever kid yourself folks. There are dangerous people who will see you and then go out and buy what you have on. So you can't traverse the grid with a team of snarling Dobermanns ready to tear the faces off anyone who dares look at you admiringly. (I think that's planned for the next Release Candidiate.) Until then, there is only one way to protect your innate speshulness from the ravening hordes. It's not safe to step outside your front door.

The Anti-Inspect Shield. It's essential.

Shield



I'm wearing clothes from Designer X, there may or may not be pants and a shirt. And there is hair. But you don't get to see it. I don't want you shopping anywhere near where I've been.


Shield 1


It goes with everything I have on, and is perfect for a quiet dinner date, a Tupperwear party or maybe lunch with the girls. I even found it the perfect accessory for evening wear. And partied in it all night long.


Shield 2


So its the perfect shock and awe tactic for protecting your preciousness amongst a crowd of avatars who are all desperately clicking you, needing to know exactly how they can transform themselves into you, steal your identity and jump on your poseballs with your boyfriend.

Because that's what they are doing. Really.


P.S. Get the fuck over yourself.