If they can make a law
Then I can break a law
If I can break a law
Will the law break me?
It comes tumbling down again
I can’t comprehend
Is it destiny?
A nomadic state
Are you a refugee?
No place to call your home
Forever walk alone
As the world goes on
Forgotten by the ones you know
Posts Tagged 'Fashion'
How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you’ve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel
I am going to be honest. When I first saw the preview ad for the new Daniel Skin from Laqroki I was hesitant at first. I thought the nipples looked crooked, the skin was too shiny, and there was something wrong with the chin. On the rare occasion, I enjoy being wrong.
So the Daniel skin comes in LAQ’s standard skin tones. Milk, Fair, Peach, Nougat, Cocoa, Ebony. I wish they had something in between Nougat and Cocoa as Nougat is just barely tan enough and Cocoa sits in the little too dark section.
Ah
We move like cagey tigers
We couldn’t get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let’s go and throw
All the songs we know…
Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I’ll show you in spring
It’s a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats
I backed my car into a cop car, the other day.
Well he just drove off, sometimes life’s ok.
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say.
Well you just laughed it off, it was all ok.
Hello everybody. As I stated in my introductory post I am going to be doing a series of blog posts titled “Diary of a Male Dancer”. This will be the first post in the series. Today, we will be covering the process of a) finding a club that you feel is a good fit for you and b) the process of filling out the application and finally c) the interview process.
She has always watched over me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there
For me
We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other’s fears
We dried each other’s tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in bed
Of we
With a fever, with a passion
Within anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she’s screaming or when she’s lustful
With the fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she’s screaming and when she’s lustful
The Greek Historian Plutarch said that on his way to the Theater of Pompey Julius Caesar encountered a Seer in the street. The Seer warned Caesar of this day. Caesar jokingly replied “Well, the Ides of March have come”. The Seer replied with “Ay, they have come but they have not gone”.
Julius Caesar was assassinated that day at the Theater of Pompey.
Giant Robots are awesome. Anybody who says differently probably got beat up for bringing GoBots to the party back in the day. So with Giant Robots being awesome, and me to the best of my recollection never giving Bare Rose any love. Here is your fashion(ish) post.
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
Mata ahoo Hima de
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
Himitsu wo Shiri tai
You’re wondering who I am
(Secret, secret, I’ve got a secret)
Machine or mannequin
(Secret, secret, I’ve got a secret)
With parts made in Japan
(Secret, secret, I’ve got a secret)
I am the modern man
Yes, I have roused myself from post-Halloween/Dia de los Muertos topor to face the sheer horror that is the Christmas-Industrial complex. I don’t really have any excuses for my long leave of absence except that somehow I got thrown in jail and sentenced to death because Tedi asked me to drive him down to the pharmacy to get some aspirin. And then I ended up at this kind of Spa/CIA charm school, where I met this one eerily creepy and insanely intelligent white haired guy who keeps calling me and asking me to run errands.
Fast Tube by Casper
This last errand was apparently to assassinate Santa Claus. Its very exciting sounding but harder than it seems, because there are so freaking many of them. So I just picked a random Christmas themed sim, and attempted to go on a homicidal rampage. Santa wasn’t there, but his Mrs. was. She was a bot though, so I had a very stupid conversation with her. I am sure the person who owns her thought it was very funny too.
I finally got frustrated and ended up at Denton Valley instead, where Dancien had thoughtfully provided some burning materials so the evening wasn’t totally wasted. And then after a victory dance, went back to the ranch to drink Lone Star beer and ponder the evils of Christmas.
relaxing at the ranch
I continue with my deep and unstinting insane love of Rotten Toe. It seems every single time I go there, I *have* to buy something. And this last time this particular hair was in the lucky chair, which is why Juana is wearing such an unaccustomed color. But it seemed to go very well, and even very appropriate as well considering the circumstances. The Funeral party dress too is magnificent. I didn’t wear any spikes like I shoud have though, but pieces from the Oshun Dark Eden set are always personal faves as accessories. The Puke skin is utterly adorable too, and pleasingly unusual. Its like a cute and doll-like girly corpse paint in a way. And by the way, those Frost Fae wings from Chaospire (part of the Frost Fae set) are scripted to snow.
On a related tangent, if you have the chance to see the documentary “Until the Light Takes Us,” you should really do so. I had no real previous knowledge of the excesses of the early 90s Norwegian Death Metal scene apart from the famous murders and church burnings, but after seeing this interesting (and frequently unintentionally funny) movie, I felt like maybe if I was going to do the Death Metal Fashionista lifestyle in SL, then murdering Santa and setting his sleigh on fire would be a very Fashionista Varg Vikernes thing to do. (Ok maybe he’d stab Santa in the head and then scatter his dismembered body all over the place and then set fire to a church, but hey let’s pretend) And it didn’t hurt either that the exposed brain was sort of reminiscent of the famous suicide cover with the brains on a pillow. (go Google it if you don’t believe me).
la femme juanita wears:
MP5 by Breach
funeral party dress, puke skin, visions of death eyes, and brains (blue) hair by Rotten Toe
black boots by J’s
Frost Fae flexible wings (scripted) by Chaospire
Skull Halo by Vamp Designs
Midnight Oshun Armlets (from set) by Dark Eden
Skull Nose Piercing by AVZ
at Winter by PondLife and at Denton Valley (thanks Dan!)
death metal courtesy of Melkaim_Back 2008 by Aengarth (creative commons)
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