Move your Body

I officially hate Flickr.

Thats all.

What am I wearing:
Skin: Pink Fuel: Ember in Cocoa
Hair: Wasabi Pills: Anais in Wild Honey (mesh)
Romper: Jane: Jane's Needful Things- Romper in Champagne (freebie)
Feet: Gaeline: Flat Bare Feet (mesh)

It's officially summer!

And Lyrical celebrates it in the right way. She puts on her adorable new bikini, covers it with a cute cover up, accentuates with her adorable sunhat, and slid her feet into a cute pair of a sandals. Then she makes her way to the beach. Memorial day is the start of summer, where the pools open, and people spend weekends at the beach. Schools out for summer for most. For those of us in America, Memorial Day is a holiday to celebrate and remember those who have fought in our Armed Forces.

Blogging SL

Did you know that there is a directory of all active SecondLife blogs? Okay, maybe not all, but a good amount.  It is a joint project of Evelyn Hartshon and Cajsa Lilliehook. These two wonderful ladies came together to bring bloggers and creators together in one place. Blogging Second Life does the job admirably. 

So do check it out!

What am I wearing:

Skin: Pink Fuel: Ember in Cocoa (beestung)

Eyes: Damien Fate: FATE Eyes

Lashes: Lelutka: Natural 2011

Hair: Exile: Groove Theory in Teak (mesh)

Dress: One Bad Pixel: Cherry Cheong in Baby Pink (mesh)

Boots: G Field: Long Cuff Boots "Will" in Pink (mesh)

Pose: Adorkable: Blogger Bubble (freebie)

New York, New York

One of the cool things about SecondLife is the ability to travel to places I might not get to visit (either because I can't afford to, or because they just don't exist outside of SecondLife). I've been to New York once before, but not really visited. But when I opened the Destination Guide tonight, I saw New York,and thought what the hell?!. So I totally channeled in inner-fashionista, and tped on over. This little inner-fashionista outfit is totally based on layers. 'Cause, layers are totally cool.

Dancing in the flowers

I grew up in the countryside. Where you sit out on your porch, sipping iced tea or lemonade, where you go to church every Sunday, and that evening the family gets together for dinner. There's family spilling out the kitchen, its so loud you can barely hear yourself think. The countryside where you walk barefoot, the grass tickling your feet. I've long since moved from the place I grew up in, but it's nice to get back to your roots.