She knew she needed a break. The first task was to pull out all the suitcases and bags she could find. Next was the task of deciding what to pack. It was always easy to decide on painting materials and a camera. A bottle of wine was stuffed into a holdall where it would be … More Packing Up
I feel like such a magpie in SL. I can’t help collecting beautiful things, especially when I know I can throw them all together and build a place of peace. I do add to my increasingly expanding inventory, but also find that some old favourites are items that I use over and over in my … More A Place Of Peace
I wish there were a way to simply pack away all the parts of my personality that I am not proud of… and keep them hidden away. I have never claimed to be perfect, and mistrust those who profess themselves to be. That doesn’t mean I want to show my insecurities and flaws to everyone. … More Wistful Wanderings
He had been with me through the day, ever-present in my thoughts no matter what chore I had been undertaking. I knew the hours were passing, the heated anticipation of his home-coming charging my skin with electricity with each passing moment. No concrete plans had been made that morning over breakfast, only that we would … More Too late?
Are we so different from moths? Do we not both crave light… and warmth? Credits: Shoes: [Gos] Kristen Lace Platforms, Available from today at Fameshed. Pose: Gingerfish, Moth ( including moths pictured), Available from today at the Pose Fair Shorts: [Gos] Bella Leather shorts Top: *COCO* Long Sleeve Lace Top Hair: Tram H0210 Cushion: … More Moth
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 … More Les chaussures rouges!
He had been on her mind throughout the day. The hours had cooled her skin since the morning’s love-making, but if she stopped and focused, she could still feel the heat from where each of his fingers had pressed his passion to her, her body still shivering lightly from the remembered lust. It was … More Timeless