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Kiss me on the lips like a cigarette

Pressed between your thumb and your innocence

Hold me to the light like a silhouette

And hide me in the shadows of past regrets

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Yes tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

 

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Tableau Vivant \\ - Faith - It comes with a style hud with the following options: Right, it, behind, 3 fringe options (plus no fringe) and babyhair on/off in [S] and [L] sizes. You can get this @ Collabor88 Event!

 

Dahlia - Hudson - Sunglasses!

 

Blueberry -Blueberry Cece Set! New! These coats come with a built in shirt and a built in dress both optional and HUD controlled. You can wear it alone or over your Blueberry jeans, tights, shorts and skirts. The boots come with both Flat option and High heels option. The socks come in 2 lengths, over knee and thigh high. Over all it's 1 full fat pack and 1 boots fat pack. There are lovely patterns and options available for the set.

 

Jian - Gacha - Dashing Dalmatians 4. Companion Pup

 

|CX| Stratum Collar

Model: Skye McLeod Fairywren

Bento Mesh Head: Catya by CaTwA

Bento Mesh Body: Maitreya

Face/Body Applier: [ MUDSKIN ]

Cat Makeup: *CNZ*

Hair: S07 ghost (red) by DP YUMYUM

Cat Eyes (yellow): [POUT]

Outfit: Caboodle Kitsune Tsuki now @ The NEO-JAPAN Event (red collar, RARE cat ears, RARE Geta, red skirt, black top, tail 2)

Raven Watch: RealEvil Industries

Body Tatt: Midnight in Paris (Black) by [White~Widow]

Cozy Tights (black) appliers: Izzie's

Vampire Teeth add-on: CaTwA

Birdy - Hocus Pocus - Bat - Black

Birdy - Hocus Pocus - Mr. Bigglesworth - Black

Birdy - Hocus Pocus - Mr. Bigglesworth - Hold - Black

Flapping Bats: Elegant Gothic Furniture

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Another BIG thanks to Kynne Llewellyn & Kitty Von Cat for the use of their wonderful Halloween build!

2010 taught me what happiness is and friendship should be like

2011 left me hopelessly restless and longing for more

2012 ran past me but never let my hand go

2013 had me trying to hold onto connections I didn’t want to change

 

(a yearly series of film self portraits - the others are in the first comment)

Is it obvious from these pics that I'm Scottish? Seeing as how Winter is right around the corner, I thought I'd better add something sensible to my wardrobe, or about as sensible as anything this short can be! This lovely woolen tartan dress is incredibly warm and I love how the shape of it manages to conceal the true extent of my rather ample frame.

 

Now, if the lucky escape in the Summer was a close shave, it was nothing compared to this one! My parents came home massively earlier than I expected and I had not managed to clear up all the clothes and equipment in time. I grabbed everything I could, ran upstairs with it and threw them into my bedroom. I then had to go back down to the bathroom with my parents in the house and my face covered in makeup. I managed to conceal my face by pretending to put on a t-shirt. My mother tried to start up a conversation with me and I had to rush to the bathroom looking very suspicious with a t-shirt over my face! When I was safe and had locked the door, I realised I had left my wig on the floor of the bathroom, a room my mother was seconds away from entering before I had come downstairs!!! So my luck is still holding, but it's stretched to breaking point!

thank you, melissa. I know it took me like, seven years to get around to doing it but whatevs. six that are smile worthy:

 

1. sushi bar conveyor belts and video cameras. I cannot stop watching this. I am in love with it and would like to marry it.

 

2. husbands who find things you thought you lost forever.

 

so ward gave me the most fantastic ring for my birthday which of course, I promptly lost. because somehow, I am able to hold onto every last cheap, crappy ring I own but the minute I receive a gorgeous handcrafted piece that feels as if it was designed especially for me, I lose it. I lost my first engagement ring too. yes ma'am, I certainly did but that's another story. but then, over a belated valentines dinner last week, ward said hey, lookie here and there, in the palm of his sweet hand, sat said lost ring. and the heavens parted and the angels rejoiced, I swear it. he'd found it in the trunk of the car a few days back and decided to save it and surprise me with it at dinner. I have not taken it off, not even once because honestly, I'm just trying to enjoy this ring before it inevitably slips off my finger and falls prey to the curse of andrea, the girl who cannot hold onto pretty rings. I figure I have a couple of weeks. a month, tops.

 

3. pink balloons that don't die.

 

there's a pink balloon in my room and it will not die. not that I want it to die, but it's been two weeks and shouldn't it be dead by now? shouldn't it be somewhere near the floor? dull, sad and semi-deflated? instead, it continues to hover shyly over my side of the bed and let me tell you, it's as buoyant as ever. I've taken to calling her pinkie. and I'm rooting for her to make it. I really am.

 

4. collaborations with siblings.

 

I'm collaborating with my brother this week. this is big news, this is great news. but also, this particular collaboration requires me to get on a plane and fly someplace warm, someplace near the ocean. I leave in about 24 hours and I'm still not really believing it.

 

5. ezra's word for tights: sockpants.

 

6. orange ranunculus. omg, orange ranunculus, I love you.

 

christina, I'm tagging you. your world is filled with all kinds of smileyness. I just know it. so spill it, sister.

The White Rabbit

 

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The newest shot in the Alice in Wonderland series. There are a lot of good shots from this shoot, and I had an EXTREMELY difficult time choosing which one would be the best to upload.

 

I hope it lives up to the expectations that this series has produced so far.

We had a DFW area Blythe meet yesterday at my house!

 

These little guys won first place in our costume contest-the pac man group from our Austin/L.A. contingent of Tu Sabes Blythe, Kogepanic, and FiddybobiddyFiddy! Thanks for coming, you guys! And congratulations on these funny and adorable costumes.

 

I should have gotten a back view - they had little eyeholes so the girls could look out and put their arms out (to hold treat bags! :D) and they color coordinated everyone's tights AND stand to match the costume! So cute!

I am obsessed with this girl <3

I just ordered her some shoes and tights so it'll be a while before you see her in anything except this little sweater ^^

I am, unfortunately, doing exactly what I promised myself I wouldn't do when I got a Minifee- I'm reeeeaallly thinking about selling my Pullips. There are a few that I couldn't even imagine parting with, but there are also some that I haven't touched for months and I've just been holding onto them because I am terribly sentimental and feel like getting rid of a Pullip is like getting rid of a little part of me (haha I sound so ridiculous :p), but in a way that's true because I do put a lot of myself into the character of each doll.

So I'll keep you posted on which dolls I plan on selling, but I do have to do some research on different dolls and what they're going for and what not.

The dolls that I will absolutely not be selling are Solstice (Pulliphine IX), Tsura (Nero), Mercy (Greggia), Rishi (Nina), Judas (Fanatica), Willard (HasH!), and Sebastian. I think 7 is a decent number. So if there are any of my dolls that you may be interested in just fm me with an offer and I guess we'll take it from there. :)

But I'll also list things on Dolly Market once I have everything sorted out.

 

Happy Monday!

 

The White Rabbit:

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So another shot from the White Rabbit portion of my Wonderland series. This was done in Englewood park with the always beautiful Callie Ramsay. That's Turkish Delight in the box by the way. It was delicious. Oh and the Bottle should look quite familiar as well, I think someone was holding it in a sunflower field in another shot of mine :]]

 

I love that forest so much.

 

I'm thinking I'll upload one more from the White Rabbit series soon.

 

Makeup by Lauren Collins:

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I'm having typography at uni all week and after the past two a little underchallenging days, we finally got an assignment from our Dutch teacher today that let us unfold our creativity more than we were able to before. The assignment was simply to display love, in a medium of our choice, and so Marie and I went to my house to pick up my camera and some props. I took some photos of her (in my clothes), edited one in a rush (which led to the perfectionist in me redoing it completely tonight since I wasn't satisfied) and we went back to uni where I printed out my final photo and handed it in.

Whereas my teacher had thought my idea was too complex when I'd told him about it in the morning, he was actually surprised by the final outcome. Someone might have underestimated my will to actually execute what I plan on doing. :)

The negative aspect of it was that I naturally chose photography instead of trying out other things. The good thing about it was that the result as seen above made me very happy, for I was able to combine my own style with given aspects.

What I created in the end didn't really have a lot to do with typography, but it's something that helped me grow at least a little bit.

 

(very grateful for the dandelion and seeds that Julian made for me a while ago)

When you hold me tight, i feel so safe.

Well I got around to going out in my nice candy apple red metalic Zentai suit today, I figured I would kill two birds with one stone as it were by getting my morning run in and getting some nice outdoors Zentai shots in. I love this suit the way the light plays off of it's surface, the only thing is, is that the suit does not hold up well under the stress of a good workout I discovered, the friction and sweat really took it's toll on the metalic finnish especially in areas like unter the arms, the feet, and the crotch. So I doubt I'll get much more use out of this suit as far as photgraphy goes. Oh well, atleast it survived long enough to get in these wonderfull shots, all of which turned out so that went very well. Maybe I'll pick up another suit like this in the future when I have a good 50 bucks to blow :lol:

 

That teasing moment, as i look away and peruse my magazine and your eyes immediately seize their opportunity, to enjoy the sheer nylon seamed legs, the spike heels and that short fitted dress and those crossed legs that give you that opportunity to look a little closer... admit it, we have all had those moments, where the teasing makes us think wicked thoughts...i'd love to know yours xx

My ankles are too weak to hold myself up for extensive amounts of time, but I adore doing ballet. My friend completely ditched me today, so I dragged out some thick black tights, along with a really lose wifebeater and stood on my tiptoes all day. I went outside in these babies and pranced around the street until I was bored of the strange looks the nice looking boy across the road kept giving me.

 

I miss Duchess too much.

*sigh*...

 

isn't this blue simply gorgeous? I love it.

 

but alas, I only photoshopped the color.

 

oh, by the way... this is her new haircut. do you like it? it's not completely done yet, I just took the hair-belt off to snag this picture... (the belt helps hold her hair in place while blow drying it)

 

STILL.

 

OMEGA SIGH.

 

I WISH HER HAIR WAS BLUE, OMG.

There's a very long story behind this photograph...if you have the time I think it's worth the read!

 

2:30am - The alarm goes off. It's time to hit the road.

 

In the car, I head north to Sacramento to rendevous with Brian at an undisclosed location (to keep my car so it would not be towed or on cynder blocks upon my return).

 

5:00am - We meet, and suddenly realize we have WAY too much stuff. Brian has a Jeep and, I kid you not, it was full from floor to ceiling, left to right, front to back. Brian had to slam the back hatch to get it to close...Scott climbed in the back, surrounded by camera bags, sleeping bags, food bags...and the pot roast.

 

Pot Roast?

 

Yes, Pot Roast. We like to eat well on these trips so he jokingly recalled a recipe I told him about for Kahlua Pork and I said "sure, we can do that...we'll just plug it into the cigarette lighter". I think he thought I was kidding until I showed up with it.

 

We plug it in. Poof. Blew the fuse. Crap! But, luckily I had brought an extra converter just in case -- you dont want to go to the desert without a power source...plugged it in...POOF.

 

Uh oh.

 

After a few moments of panic at the thought of no pot roast (and the smell of garlic, kahlua, onions and well, pork meat already taunting us) we decided we'd stop for new fuses somehwere along the way.

 

6:30am - We spot a truckstop and pull in, in search of SOME way to get this roast roasting. BINGO -- they had a more powerful converter...and ran to the car like the cave men in Chariots of Fire. IT WORKED! But only on low...if we turned the crock pot on high it would trip the circuit.

 

7:00am - back on I-5 south toward Bakersfield, roast now cooking. 14 minutes into the drive, with Richard Cheese singing a big band version of GNR's Welcome to the Jungle" blasting, the power converter trips off -- no power.

 

Uh oh. Now what?!

 

I reached down to checkthe connection and it was HOT! Really hot. So I unplugged it, cranked the A/C and cooled it down...with all of us intently watching with concern, I plugged the converter back in and BINGO, the power began flowing again.

 

7:15am - Power failure again. A/C on, cooled it down. Power back on.

 

7:30am - Power failure again. A/C on, cooled it down. Power back on.

 

7:45am - Power failure again. A/C on, cooled it down. Power back on.

 

You get the idea...for the next 9 hours, every fifteen minutes, the converter would get too hot and the safty switch would turn it off. I would take it out, cool it off with the A/C (or hold it out the window) and start the entire process again.

 

About two hours into cooking the entire car smelled of fresh roasting pot roast. It was horrible. Not bad mind you, horribly good! In our planning of this trip, we had contemplated the oudorous goodness but it was much greater than we could have imagined. Even rolling the windows down didn't help, so we rolled on dreaming of how good dinner was going to be.

 

We arrived in Death Valley mid afternoon and setup camp at Furnace Creek. Once established and unloaded we set out to scout the area and decide what would be best given the rapidly evolving storms that were making their way through the valley. We ended up in Badwater for sunset. What an amazing place with salt formations in geometric patterns. And vast, it's HUGE!

 

Driving back to the camp we gave the roast a stir to get a sense of just how tender it was -- not bad, but it could use one more hour and we were having trouble keeping the converter cool and hunger was heavy upon us. We decided to seek a regular power outlet anywhere it could be found. "How about that little gift shop" Brian asks.

 

Perfect!

 

We walk in, crock pot in hand and inquire "Our car just won't power our crock pot any longer...can we please plug this in for about an hour so we can eat dinner?" The man behind the counter looked at me with pause, then in an uncertain tone approved and pointed to a power strip. Without hesitation, Scott and I tucked the crock pot out of the way, powered it up and flipped it on high.

 

YES!! Dinner in one hour.

 

We headed to a little bar next door for a couple of beers and to discuss shooting options for sunrise. We decided the Mesquite Dunes would probably be best given the way the weather was looking and since there was a big dust storm that afternoon we knew they would be foot print free, pristine and with a crisp edge to them. Perfect for photography.

 

We returned to the gift shop for the crock pot and as we walked in the familiar smell of pork hit us in the face. I sheepishly looked at the clerk..."thank you SO much for letting us use your power..." and he just sort of nodded and motioned for us to take it away. After a quick check to be sure he didnt sneak a bite, we scurried away back to camp.

 

DINNER TIME!

 

We lit up a quick fire, roasted up some tortillas and ate like cavemen. We were starving. 30 minutes later, 5.25lbs of Pork roast had been devoured. We sat around the fire moaning, grease on our faces...rubbing our bellies. "Anyone bring tums or rolaids..." I asked. I put the crock pot in the car as to not attract animals and we turned in for the night.

 

1:00am - Coyotes. And close! They were yipping, calling each other...a freaky sound but I felt safe as I knew Brian had brought his spear, and tights. (see Fly Geyser story if you don't understand the spear/tights mention) haha

 

5:00am - Alarm goes off, we climb out of the tent, all of us looking skyward for any sign of what the sunrise might bring. Not bad, and we piled in the jeep headed for the dunes. The smell of the crock pot was nausiating...every once in awhile suddenly growing stronger...Then we realized, Scott was in the back seat lifting the lid and fanning the pork fumes toward us. Jerk!!

 

Once we reached the dunes, we hiked out quite a ways in the pitch dark, up and over the rolling sand using a 15,000,000 candle power flashlight to scout the best dunes. This flashlight is huge...the face of it is a full 12" wide and it weighs 10lbs!

 

We picked some dunes and began to shoot. It was a stormy, dramatic sunrise and the light changed quite a bit in a short period providing many opportunities for different quality and style of light. I was jazzed. After about an hour we packed it in and returned to Furnace Creek for coffee and a breakfast.

 

We spent the remainder of the day scouting and shooting -- the light was muted by the stormy system that was blowing into the valley which made for some nice shooting conditions. By sunset we realized the best light was to the south so we headed to the Devils Golf Course. What an amazing place! The salt formations on the ground are intensly sharp and jagged, streching for acres and as far as the eye could see.

 

Heading back to camp we decided we could not take the smell of the left over pot roast juices. It was now a thick layer of white grease with onions, chunks of fat and garlic floating...it was a discusting mess and we had no place to wash it up.

 

Then, genius struck.

 

I took the crock pot and walked out into the desert from our camp site about 200 yards in the direction we had heard the coyotes the night before...layed it on the ground, removed the lid and walked away. Having a beagle who licks the plates clean after dinner, my hope was the coyotes would find it and lick it clean in the same manner. They get a highly caloric meal, I get a clean crock pot. Perfect.

 

2:00am - COYOTES! Score! They are twice as loud as the night before and they are yipping as if they are celebrating this amazing find. It went on and on, I'd say for a good 60-90 seconds...."i yiyiyiyi yi yi yi" they yipped. Then, as quickly as it started, silence. Back to sleep, highly confident the plan had worked.

 

3:00am - Drip. Drip. Drip. IT'S POURING. Not just rain, but RAIN. How could this be, we're in Death Valley?...the sky was nearly clear when we went to bed...we're in Death Valley? You get the idea...so I crawled into my bag a little deeper and dozed back off.

 

4:am - Still pouring.

 

5:am - Alarm goes off. Still pouring. We layed there, trying to stay warm and dry in our quickly failing tent trying to understand how this could be happening. Then upon leaving the tent we discovered the entire area around our camp, and IN our camp, was about 5 inches of very slippery mud. We went for coffee to escape the cold and rain only to find out the weather forecast was for the same rain for about 18 more hours. We decided leaving was best and we'd head north for better odds at photographic opportunities.

 

We packed the camp up in the pouring rain and mud. EVERYTHING was muddy, or wet, or both. It was not fun. Just as we finished packing up we went to check the crockpot...

 

BINGO! It was completely empty! We could picture the coyotes huddling in their dens in the distance moaning from the rich pork goodness that had been brewing in that pot for the last two days.

 

As we drove out of Death Valley it began to snow...the car reading showed 32 degrees, 50 degrees colder than when we arrived two days before.

 

Crazy, but I shall return for another try!

 

You can read Brian's (Chaybert) version of events here: www.flickr.com/photos/rueb/3265128972/

  

After nursery & lunch Bea and I went for a walk across the line. We weren't out for long as it was soooooo windy. Here she is holding her new doll Emily Button.

For (the terrific)Tony's Themed Pretty Pink Tuesday.

 

This was alot of fun!

the other shoot...

haha

so we did 2 shoots in one day

last week.

and this is from the other shoot.

 

basically his project was to show

how versitile white t-shirts are

and style 2 shoots around them.

so he did all of the styling

i did hair and make-up and set up the cam for him

and he shot

i edited.

w00p

and here you go!

 

and no, i don't smoke.

at all.

so gross.

he just wanted me to hold it for a prop.

cigarettes=soooo nasty!!!

 

hope you're all well

i just did one of four shoots for

1AEON

so i'll be editing and posting that soon

and shooting the rest soon too

 

<3 :)

I had 3 test shoots previous to this final shoot for my Final project.

Really happy with the final result, they held the professional look I aspired for.

 

Model/Hair/Makeup - Kayt Webster-Brown

Assistant - Harry Shutler

Styling/Photography/PP - Me

Well I got around to going out in my nice candy apple red metalic Zentai suit today, I figured I would kill two birds with one stone as it were by getting my morning run in and getting some nice outdoors Zentai shots in. I love this suit the way the light plays off of it's surface, the only thing is, is that the suit does not hold up well under the stress of a good workout I discovered, the friction and sweat really took it's toll on the metalic finnish especially in areas like unter the arms, the feet, and the crotch. So I doubt I'll get much more use out of this suit as far as photgraphy goes. Oh well, atleast it survived long enough to get in these wonderfull shots, all of which turned out so that went very well. Maybe I'll pick up another suit like this in the future when I have a good 50 bucks to blow :lol:

 

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I love these shoes very very much! They were a nightmare to get hold of, but definitely worth it, they're so pretty!

 

This is inspired by this one from Lis... www.flickr.com/photos/lastyearsgirl_/3987411903/

I hung up all of this and two posters after having them lying around in my room for months. I’ve been taking care of some things, I’m still ignoring others.

I’ve got a one way ticket to England. For now.

 

Is it obvious from these pics that I'm Scottish? Seeing as how Winter is right around the corner, I thought I'd better add something sensible to my wardrobe, or about as sensible as anything this short can be! This lovely woolen tartan dress is incredibly warm and I love how the shape of it manages to conceal the true extent of my rather ample frame.

 

Now, if the lucky escape in the Summer was a close shave, it was nothing compared to this one! My parents came home massively earlier than I expected and I had not managed to clear up all the clothes and equipment in time. I grabbed everything I could, ran upstairs with it and threw them into my bedroom. I then had to go back down to the bathroom with my parents in the house and my face covered in makeup. I managed to conceal my face by pretending to put on a t-shirt. My mother tried to start up a conversation with me and I had to rush to the bathroom looking very suspicious with a t-shirt over my face! When I was safe and had locked the door, I realised I had left my wig on the floor of the bathroom, a room my mother was seconds away from entering before I had come downstairs!!! So my luck is still holding, but it's stretched to breaking point!

A Walk On The Wild Side - "Lou Reed" - Play this track here.

 

¿Whats this iPod Shuffle set all about? Read about it here

 

"Walk on the Wild Side" is a Lou Reed song from his 1972 David Bowie produced second solo album Transformer. It namechecks taboo topics such as transsexuality, drugs, male prostitutes and oral sex and the term "colored" to refer to African Americans, a term which was still common in that era.

 

The lyrics tell of a series of individuals and their journeys to New York City, and refers to several of the regular "superstars" at Andy Warhol's New York studio, The Factory, namely Holly Woodlawn, Candy Darling, Joe Dallesandro, Jackie Curtis and Joe Campbell (referred to in the song by his nickname Sugar Plum Fairy). Candy Darling was also the subject of Reed's song "Candy Says".

 

The saxophone solo played over the fadeout of the song was performed by Ronnie Ross, who had previously taught David Bowie to play the saxophone during Bowie's childhood. It has been heavily covered by Echo and the Bunnymen and The Strokes to name a few.

 

I picked up on Reed after an introduction to the VU.

 

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This shot was taken at the showery Manchester Pride 2010. I dont know the name of the pictured TGirl, but she was very friendly! Her handouts were from Cruz 101, the blurb says is Manchester's biggest and busiest Gay nightclub. It is located next to Canal Street in Manchester's Gay Village.

 

Cruz101 is looking to find the 2010 the gay Village Rear of the Year in Manchester! The competition promises to be the hottest ever, with guys from venues, businesses, organisations and charities all taking part to be crowned the new winner! If you want to enter, please get in touch with them. Tell 'em I sent you!

 

The first "gay pride" event in Manchester was held in 1990. EuroPride was hosted in Manchester in 2003, and Since 2004 the title "Manchester Pride" has been adopted. It is one of the longest running in the country and attracts thousands of visitors to the city's Gay Village, which centres around Canal Street, each year. The event comprises a Pride march, and several days of various arts, music and cultural events all over the city as well as a festival during the August bank holiday weekend within the gay village itself.

 

NB: Like all the images on this stream, full size prints up to 30x20inches are available, Check my profile for how to contact me.

 

Checkout more Manchester images from my photostream.

 

Keep in touch, add me as a contact www.flickr.com/relationship.gne?id=33062170@N08 so I can follow all your new uploads.

 

(c) Hotpix / HotpixUK Tony Smith - Hotpix.freeserve.co.uk WDCC

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I give my husband all the girls he wants. In one.

I loved the little girl look.

this dress is raggedy Ann and Andy print. There is a petty under the print, and a big one under that. Tights, baby jane shoes. Hearts and ruffles and yellow gingham, and rick rack. I have a candy sucker.

And Im sticking out my tongue. Sitting atop my couch. This dress is

25 years old. And I wanted to photograph it for history. I have them all and i wash them and keep them in storage. I designed it and made it.

One time, I met my husband at the door to surprise him a little fantasy...and he said...Come on...what?...We went out on the town and I called him DADDY. And people thought I was a waitress.

 

I am not a cd or a tv or a crossdresser, but many of my friends are

kiss my boy and girls

xxx

no facebook, web or twitter

 

btw..there is fantasy album, that is not safe? where I dressed as three models.

white virgin, red whore, and dirty tonya in black.

..

check that out..

I'll just have to hold on for as long as I can

Mom's patio is enclosed...no one can see her. We had many a party there

in San Diego.

 

She has a store and this costume must have come in...she had the pantyhose, tights...but this fringe show girl thing outfit was in a thrift shop. She never had a face lift, she had a husband who was 25 years younger than her...Fabulous body...God she can hold those pegs up....great muscles...and so cute. She's happy or maybe she just turns it on...like she did on stage.

 

to see more of SUGARBARRES MOTHER AND FRIENDS

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the incredible filtered man, an image destruction victim or 101 things to with a pair of old tights...don't try this at home, especially if the owner of the tights is unaware of your dark secret...I have just bought shares in the tights industry, its going to be big...a quick tip from our sponsor, you can put a piece of old tights over the front of the lens, held in place with an elastic band, one can then stretch it and vary the effect...you will suffer a decrease in your exposure, shoot at wide aperture or the texture of the material will show, the things I do for you...use your hand as a shade, light on the material will cause flare and wash out the image. I look forward to seeing your images...thats blown that, now what am I going to do?...go back to street photography I suppose.

is what I used to make the beanbag which now holds the camera steady

 

the beanbag idea is definitely a good plan - setup time is just as quick and taking the actual stack is now faster. not saying I can use it for all shots, but it does make a BIG difference when I can

Another normal Monday night in my house.

  

She walked down the path on what seemed like any other morning. Her tempo with a fearless skip, for she was the apple of her fathers eye and the china doll her mother dressed in tights, white gloves and lace. She first noticed the sounds in the remoteness of the silent break of day. She curved her head toward the cypress trees just making out a murder of large black birds throughout the mist. Like a great wind the shrill and flapping of wings encompassed her. Her school books dropped to the ground like stones. Shock gave way to panic as the raven took hold of her scalp, claws intertwined and matted in her curls as droplets of blood rolled down her cheeks. The raven shook her viciously and didn't release her for ten years.

 

Through a plight of exhaustion she spotted a garden just across the way with a green meadow and a strong Oak tree. She laid her head to rest in the cool grass feeling for the safety of the rich soil below. In the shade coveted by the Oak she fell asleep, there she lay in peaceful slumber for twenty years where she grew roots that knotted with the mighty Oak which seeded the Earth.

 

She dreamed and dreamed until one day, she awoke to the soft nuzzle of a dove. "I will make all your thoughts and ideas come true," said the beautiful white bird. "And all your dreaming while you slept will happen for you." He showed her images of what could be and offered her love and knowledge of the sea. The dove began to fly fading from her vision like a ghost dissolving to the clouds. Desperately she tried to follow pulling at the roots, breaking them to shard split wood. The meadow where she lay turned brittle as she collapsed to a thatch prickly and sharp. Watching the Oak wither and die a wave of misery came over her.

 

Through the pain that she created there she reached to her head to feel the mark of the raven, when a blackbird sat beside her. The blackbird smaller than the raven you see, says, in his most mocking tune, "How foolish is she?" "For it is a fool indeed who tries to escape her destiny."

 

Written for Imeem June 12, 2009

Yes, the taxman's taken all her dough, and left her in her stately home, which happens to have a nice winter garden....

 

Location: Calas Galadhon

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Calas%20Galadhon/103/184/22

 

The pond is frozen over, and the ice skating is on! One of my favourite Second Life pursuits!

 

Ever since Anaïs got this group gift male tux, she has barely had it off. I think it's time it went to the dry cleaners personally. Wearing the same outfit for weeks is just not on. She changes for a few minutes at most, a wee bit longer yesterday when she donned her usual ice skating outfit with the striped tights and short dress from Paris Metro, which she's worn for the past two years SL skating. But the suit was straight back on today, complete with top hat. This is what comes from living in the Weimar Berlin sims. It's gone to her head.

 

Outfit: Tux from Tiffany Designs, Ice Skating boots come with a trick skating hud. Need to check top hat.

 

I have been on Second Life but not taking photos. Mostly very recently I've been tidying and sorting out a room in the real world, with the hopes that I can better relax there. I got this fabulous book:

 

www.amazon.co.uk/Life-Changing-Magic-Tidying-effective-cl...

 

I have thrown out decades worth of rubbish. Still more to sort out, but I found it easier to get rid of stuff. Things I previously held on to have been ousted to charity shops or the bin/recycling bin. When I finish doing this in the real world, I might get round to sorting out my SL inventories by the same method! Looking forward to getting online a bit more when this is over. But in the meantime, I'm just glad to get in a bit of virtual ice skating. Couldn't wait to get on yesterday to see if the pond was iced over yet, lol! This is what I like best about Christmas in Second Life - the winter sims.

I enlisted the help of my husband, Chris, to hold on to Abri for this shot. She was tough to wrangle and I was telling him to keep her feet on the bench, stand her up straight, keep his feet out of the shot, etc., etc. and we both just burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of what we were doing. I'm so lucky he goes along with my little Flickr projects.

I never ever got Madness in my youth, yet, I did dig their crombies and dance moves, I was more into the Specials and soul. Some of my mates were though.

Chill was a scumderland fan, one of their 8T's boys from Stanley and a Stanley mate, but, on local derby days, when you could only get a ticket in the Fullwell End with a couple of others? he'd be the first to shuffle over and say, "you don't belong in this end Tommy!". I'd tell him give me five minutes chico and I'll be in the Clock Stand with some others if you and your lot fancy some bother. We're right near the fucking fence...

It was a shared thing, that never detracted from us being from Stanley and mates. Football was a seperate matter. Northey? I tattooed his arm with 'Chas', in his house with indian ink, as we all drunk , shop bought QC Sherry, Newcy Brown, Wood Pecker cider, orange and banana homebrewed wine, sifted through tights, chomping on magic mushrooms. Polaroids of his Mam showing her bits...he became the most popular lad on the council estate then. People calling of Northey, asking Mrs Northey if her David was in?

I remember Lee Thompson from Madness, talking on Radio 2? He got told to be careful what he said, as he talked.

Said him and a mate used to get into scrapes and a bit of bother. They were well known to the local plod. Said they burgled the local music shop. They spent ages picking out the glass slats from a window at the top of a door and he managed to climb inside. Got a saxophone and the coppers arrived and his mate had done a runner. Said he stood like a manequin, holding a saxophone till they went.

Said, fortunately we seperated for about six months and I met the others and Madness were formed.

Reminded me of my youth. Running from the coppers arms full of guitars and Dr Martens getting stopped at roundabouts. Getting chased, jumping grave yard walls and crashing through vicars greenhouse glass cloches, apparently. Never got caught for that one.

 

Back then? My mam said nobody builds sheds like your Uncle Bob. What he doesn't know about keeping out thieves (due to borstal) isn't worth knowing. I remembered him telling her they dropped a dustbin full of water on top of a paedophile in a Portland Borstal yard and to get around dogs barking? you shove your fingers up a bitch in heat and stick them through the letterbox.

 

My mam said him and your Auntie Carole were the best shoplifters going. How they managed to shift some of the stuff they sorted and got? Doesn't warrant belief.

 

I remember them taking me on a shopping expedition as a kid. My Uncle Bob told me to hold the shopping trolley handle (to act as a foil) and he picked stuff and Auntie Carole bagged stuff and I watched in amazement. He fixed our electric too, without being a qualified electrician.

 

We got a fish tank full of tropical fish and everything was based on volts amps and plugs fucking the holes in sockets.

 

Shop lifted electric blankets on every bed? Fuck me, it was a luxury. Kung Fu shop lifted Christmas jim jams got ditched. It was like sleeping in the Equator. You could have a bath everyday on Economy 7.

 

Are Friends Electric? you bet they fucking were...

 

youtu.be/U7EuB9F0bYA

Leaf on the Wind is a fundraising event that will be held to benefit Amy in hopes of helping her make a wish come true of visiting London.

 

OFFICAL SITE: leafonthewindsl.wordpress.com/

 

SIM: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Adept/137/180/22

  

BODY

 

*Soonsiki! // Underage *Reds*

  

CLOTHING

  

GizzA // Stacey Dress [Tweed Grey]

 

Q // geometric tights - fishnets // MARKETPLACE 15L

 

even.flow // Wellington Boots "Rusty London" // ~ Leaf on the Wind ~

  

ACCESSORY

 

* S O R G O // CMS Shades // DIAMS

   

Is it obvious from these pics that I'm Scottish? Seeing as how Winter is right around the corner, I thought I'd better add something sensible to my wardrobe, or about as sensible as anything this short can be! This lovely woolen tartan dress is incredibly warm and I love how the shape of it manages to conceal the true extent of my rather ample frame.

 

Now, if the lucky escape in the Summer was a close shave, it was nothing compared to this one! My parents came home massively earlier than I expected and I had not managed to clear up all the clothes and equipment in time. I grabbed everything I could, ran upstairs with it and threw them into my bedroom. I then had to go back down to the bathroom with my parents in the house and my face covered in makeup. I managed to conceal my face by pretending to put on a t-shirt. My mother tried to start up a conversation with me and I had to rush to the bathroom looking very suspicious with a t-shirt over my face! When I was safe and had locked the door, I realised I had left my wig on the floor of the bathroom, a room my mother was seconds away from entering before I had come downstairs!!! So my luck is still holding, but it's stretched to breaking point!

HBW!!! Flickr Friends! Another capture from our afternoon of playing in the sunshine.

 

Hope everyone is having a great week. I seem to say this each week...but wow it is Wednesday already! This is my daughter's last week of school. She gets her little certificate on Friday at the graduation ceremonies. She gets to go up on the stage....she asked if she could "twirl or curtsy"....my reply "GO FOR IT"!! :)

Oh, it's just me, myself and I

Solo ride until I die

'Cause I got me for life

Oh I don't need a hand to hold

Even when the night is cold

I got that fire in my soul

And as far as I can see I just need privacy

Plus a whole lot of tree, fuck all this modesty

I just need space to do me get a world that they're tryna see

A Stella Maxwell right beside of me

A Ferrari I'm buyin' three

A closet of Saint Laurent, get what I want when I want

'Cause this hunger is driving me, yeah

I just need to be alone, I just need to be at home

Understand what I'm speaking on if time is money I need a loan

But regardless I'll always keep keepin' on

Fuck fake friends, we don't take L's we just make M's

While y'all follow, we just make trends

I'm right back to work when that break ends..

 

//CREDITS:

//Top: OSMIA -Tana.Activewear.Outfit @Equal10

//Chair: Foxcity

//Pants/Tights: VALE KOER

//Shoes: 28LA -Contact Boots @Galleria Mall

LM:http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Goetz/169/219/33

//Shoes on floor: Majesty -Thermal Heels

LM:https://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/kustom9/35/64/3002

//Bottle on Floor:Majesty-Your fav rapper RARE

//Backdrop:Bad unicorn

//Glasses: VERSOV- Jacov EYEWEAR.

//Fannypack: Majesty- Fav rapper gacha

//Choker: NOIR -Lucy Choker

Dinner with a few friends, required a new dress and i love this new shoulder less red number an admirer recently purchased me. Complete with suspenders and seamed stockings for the after dinner pleasures and my new Lucy Choi stiletto heels another admirer very generously gave me. I love the combination of both elegance and extreme naughtiness and it definitely had the desired effect on a very sexy evening. Lots more pics of this dress, i can't wait to share with you...and remember my wishlist is always there if you would love to discreetly purchase me something i can show off for you in a photo set. As always love to hear your comments and receive your messages xx

Is it obvious from these pics that I'm Scottish? Seeing as how Winter is right around the corner, I thought I'd better add something sensible to my wardrobe, or about as sensible as anything this short can be! This lovely woolen tartan dress is incredibly warm and I love how the shape of it manages to conceal the true extent of my rather ample frame.

 

Now, if the lucky escape in the Summer was a close shave, it was nothing compared to this one! My parents came home massively earlier than I expected and I had not managed to clear up all the clothes and equipment in time. I grabbed everything I could, ran upstairs with it and threw them into my bedroom. I then had to go back down to the bathroom with my parents in the house and my face covered in makeup. I managed to conceal my face by pretending to put on a t-shirt. My mother tried to start up a conversation with me and I had to rush to the bathroom looking very suspicious with a t-shirt over my face! When I was safe and had locked the door, I realised I had left my wig on the floor of the bathroom, a room my mother was seconds away from entering before I had come downstairs!!! So my luck is still holding, but it's stretched to breaking point!

does anyone want to help her with her shoes? Pretty ebony girl in pantyhose and corset. She's holding her high-heel shoe, and asking for your approval. This sexy woman is featured on Classy Pantyhose

but i love you,

seems that im always thinking of you

oh, you treat me badly,

i love you madly,

you really got a hold on me

-she & him

  

school wasn't any better,

i would like to be homeschooled.

please.

____

 

explored number 160, thank you so much guys!

Waiting for my dinner companions prior to an evening out, enjoying a cigarette and relaxing...lovely new dress (i like the shoulder strap detail), black fully fashioned nylons (as requested by one of my dinner guests :-) ) , stiletto heels and these incredibly long spikey red nails that looked wonderful but made me very reliant on others all evening...i hope you are relaxing this evening and enjoy this pose too...

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