Ready and waiting


She perched on the edge of the chair, careful not to disturb the sleeping cat. Twisting her ankle this way, then that, she admired the shining toe of her boots as it contrasted with the knitted fabric covering her leg. Leaning forwards she slowly pulled the laces tight, fastening each bow as she let a grin spread on her face “Oh yes! These really are the perfect finishing touch to this outfit. I am sure he will approve”

She had intended to have the tree decorated in time for his return, but truth be told she suspected he might be more interested in her adornments. A flush spread to her cheeks as she heard his key in the door, and she was unsure as to whether it due to the open fire, or her plans for the evening. She grabbed the mistletoe and awaited his reaction to the scene she had prepared for him.

Boots: Frenchie from Gos  available at Epiphany

Pose:  Santa’s Baby from Gingerfish available at Tannenbaum

Hair: Magika Freya

Meva: Bridget Corsage and sleeves

Lantern: 8f8 – Storyteller’s Burrow – Lantern Cage

Chair: Fapple- Angel Oak Throne

Cat on chair: O.M.E.N . Sleepy Bengal .

Plate: striped mocha – plate with baubles – silver

Alouette – Box of Ornaments 1

Apple Fall Heritage Christmas Tree – Golden White

Skybox: American Gothic – (RageWorks)



It had been one of those days… yet another of those days!

Her head was too heavy, her thoughts far too noisy as she pushed the door open to her apartment, heaving a sigh of relief as the bolt locked behind her and she leaned back against the still support of the door.

She could still hear the hum of the rush-hour traffic in the street below, but here in her calm place she felt sure that nobody could intrude, unless she wanted them to.

Her cat was already weaving itself between her ankles, its ‘welcome home’ dance performed in an ever-varying figure of eight. She smiled down at him and his eyes met hers, a moment of silent before he started to complain loudly at her. “Oh I know, I know… you are starrrrrrving, I suppose? Let me get changed, and I will feed you.”

It was then as she stepped away from the door that she was aware of the shutters moving in the windows across the street from her. She rolled her eyes. Did he not realise she could see him always watching? Normally she wouldn’t let it bother her, but today had really been too much for her patience to allow her to overlook it.

She looked down at the cat “If you can possibly wait a few moments for your food, perhaps I can dissuade our watcher! She strode from the shadows and stood in full view, the city lights casting a dull glow in the room. She turned on the standard lamp and smirked slightly.

She turned and slid the zipper down on her dress, easing the straps slowly over her shoulders and bending forwards to allow it to slide slowly over her body, smiling as it whooshed down her smooth legs. The cat immediately walked round and around the pooled fabric as she stepped from it. The cat ceased its complaining, momentarily distracted by the warmth of the discarded dress, choosing to settle down and get comfortable.

Her attention was still taken by the opposite windows, even though she did not give them her direct gaze. The evening air moved over her newly-exposed flesh, certain parts of her body encased in the finest black lace. It was then that she slowly made her way to the sofa, kneeling up on the firm cushions. and wriggling her shoulders a little to relax them. Leaning her hands backwards she ran a fingertip along one of the silver heels of her shoes, tilting her body so that her poorly hidden observer might see.

She then turned the full force of her gaze across the street. Enough of the glow from the lights illuminated his room that she might see where he sat watching. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at him and for a moment nothing moved. All of a sudden the shutters slammed shut and she grinned. “Yeah… too much of a show was it?” she chuckled to herself.

“Oh well. Time for tea!” she said to the cat, and got up from the sofa to go and proceed with the evening.


Shoes: Gos, Emma Strap Pumps, available at Uber from today

Lingerie: Gos, Diana Set

Pose: Gingerfish Dirty Pretty

Skybox: AF Paris Loft Skybox

Sofa: Apple Fall Fulwood Sofa

Cushion: ChicModa Decor // Accent Pillow // Hello Gorgeous
Plant: {vespertine}- birds of paradise palm.

Small Table: ..::THOR::.. – Low Table

On table: not so bad . PARIS . macarons . v2
06.erratic / lsm – table lamp – white
[ keke ] champagne glass – flute pink RARE

Les chaussures rouges!


She couldn’t help it… she was brimming over with excitement! A weekend in Paris was just what they both needed. “This is just what we deserve” she muttered to the silent room as she placed her bag on the end of the bed. The last few weeks had been so busy. Neither of them had been able to simply stop and breathe together as either would have liked.

Unzipping the bag, she started to unpack its contents. She had of course brought many sensible items, she reflected… comfortable boots for all the pavement miles they would cover exploring The City Of Love…. well…. during the times they needed a break from the sumptuous bed that the hotel had perfectly placed in the suite that she had reserved for them.

She grinned as she slowly pulled special items from the bottom of her bag, parcels which she placed on the bedcover. One package was covered in smooth gold tissue, sealed with a sticker and tied in ribbon. She hadn’t wanted to spoil the contents on the journey, so had transported them wrapped. It was only now that she dared to carefully risk them, folding back paper to reveal an ornate silk corset with matching thong. “Definitely not something to be worn for sightseeing outside, more for the sights… and sensations of the hotel room!” she chuckled to herself.

The other bundle she had taken from the deepest inside of the bag was a pair of shoes in their own cotton drawstring bag. Pulling the ribbon loose, she slid one, then the other shoe from the confines and held it aloft. They were brightest red to match the corset, and shone perfectly as the antique lamp’s light bounced off their smoothness. “Ohhh… j’adore ces chaussures rouges!” She declared out-loud.

Looking at the clock she knew she had an hour before he was due to arrive and meet her there. That was plenty of time to bathe and prepare for him, and present herself just as beautifully wrapped as her corset and shoes had been. She hoped she would seem something of a gift to him. Fizzing with excitement she made her preparations.


He walked slowly along the corridor to the room, tired and care-worn from his day. At last he could relax… they could relax together. As the door swung open he couldn’t stop smiling inside as he saw her waiting for him. She languished there on the sheepskin rug, lip caught between her teeth as she grinned up at him, his scarlet silk-clad Love, with fine, heeled shoes to excite.

He closed the door behind him and shrugged off his coat. This was going to be quite some weekend!


Shoes: [Gos] J’Adore Pumps – available at Collabor88

Tabletop plants from Dust Bunny -available at Collabor88

Pose: Gingerfish, Dirty Pretty 4

Hair: Fabia, Dream

Corset and thong: Erratic Valentina

Chair: Apple Fall & An Lar Toile Chair (Cream)

Pillow: ::KKs:: Rappelle toi de Paris – le coussin

Rug: ARIA – Sunday Morning Faux Sheepskin Rug

Picture: Apple Fall Antique Art

Large table: [ zerkalo ] Antique Memories

Books: French Collection from Knick knacks

Small table: [ zerkalo ] True Love – Table

Flowers in black vase: The Loft & Aria – Pilar Floral Arrange

Plates on wall: Floorplan. french plates



Life is a constant bombardment. It seems like every moment of every hour brings an assault on our senses from all angles: noise; colour, thoughts and demands. It is too easy to drown in it all

That is when I pour a coffee, close my eyes, and pause.

Sometimes all I can do is stop and take a breath. It is in these moments of quiet that I can hear what is truly important. This is when I can focus on what is needed.

Moments of quiet are essential for me. It’s like turning the power off…. and on again.



Hair:         Wasabi Pills – Mango

Shirt:         ISON – yso tied shirt

Shorts:       Blueberry – Lola

Shoes:        VALE KOER – Bow wedges

Sofa:           BAZAR – Berlin

Table:         BAZAR – Toronto Coffee Table

Flowers:    CONSIGNMENT – Calla Lily

Coffee:       Apple Fall – Coffee and Muffin