LOTD091201, originally uploaded by Grazia Horwitz.

O HAI!! I just realise today, December 1, it is exactly 3 years since I posted my first SL fashion related blogpost on Second Style. If you want to have a good laugh, check here. I didn’t plan a wintery outfit exactly 3 years after… but it’s kinda funny .

Anyway, Thank you all for your ongoing support! Now on to the clothes!

Nordic knit coat by Machang Pichot @ Aoharu
Group gift turtle neck by Cocoro Lemon @ Coco Designs (available in the shop. Wear group tag and click the vendor to receive)
Rebel jeans by Menno Ophelia @ Kari (currently closed *sadface* )
Skin Hope (caramel, dreamy vintage) by Ivy Graves @ Atomic
Hair Grace (night) y Truth Hawks @ Truth
Christmas Munch Faery by Evangeline Miles @ Evie’s closet (I’m no pixel food fan… but Evie’s Munch Faeries are just too yummy!)

°
(p.211) de KAGAI
mort le 7° jour du 4° mois de 1778 :

Kare-eda ya / hakanaku nokoru / semi no koe

Branches nues :
l’automne a laissé derrière lui
le cri creux d’une cigale

°
(p.211) de KAIGA
(mort le 16° jour du 6° mois de 1718, à 67 ans) :

Omoshiro ya / sau no tsukai no / tobu hotaru

Étrange ! – tels des messagers
volent à gauche, volent à droite
les lucioles

°
(p.212) de KAISHO
(mort en 1914 à72 ans) :

Futukoro e / suzuri shimau ya / yûzakura

Fleurs de cerisier du soir :
Je glisse la pierre-à-encre dans mon kimono
pour la dernière fois.

°
(p. 213) de KANGA
(mort en 1812) :

Suzushiku mo / tama wa gazô ni / utsurikeri

Coup de froid :
Mon âme se change en
icône

°
p.214 de KANNA
(mort le 15° jour du 7° mois de 1744 :

Nagaregi no
yoru kata yasashi
aki no kaze

Brise d’automne :
Du bois flotté
aborde doucement la rive.

°
(p.215/6) de KARI
(mort le 12 du 3° mois de 1770, à 67 ans)

Ushi ya hana
ware o mukaeru
kumo to nari

Comme c’est triste ! les fleurs de cerisiers
se changent en nuages qui
viennent me saluer

(Extrait du commentaire de Y.Hoffmann :

” Selon la tradition bouddhiste, des nuages apparaissent dans le ciel à l’ouest, à l’heure de la mort pour nous escorter vers l’autre monde. “)

°
p.216 de KASEI
mort le 2° jour du 2° mois de 1859, à l’âge de 62 ans :

Hai ni naru / nagori mo kyû no / futsuka kana

La cendre que je laisse derrière moi
n’est qu’un traitement au moxa
- le second du mois

°

p.217 :
de KASENJO
morte le 26° jour du 7° mois de 1776, à 62 ans :

Okusoko no / shirenu samusa ya / umi no oto

Abîmes de froid
incommensurable
rugissement de l’océan

NB : Kasenjo fut geisha avant de devenir nonne bouddhiste.

°
(p.218) de KASSAN
mort le 12 du 6° mois de1818, à 57 ans :

Mi no ue no
natsu ya hasu no
ichimai-ba

L’été
m’aborde
feuille de lotus

°
(p.219) de KATO
mort le 9 septembre 1908, à 61 ans :

Asagao ya
tsuki no wakare o
hana no hie

La lune s’en va :
du givre tombe sur
le volubilis

°
(p 222) de KIBA
(mort en 1868 à 90 ans) :

oi no mi ya
hazue no omoru
tsuyu no tama

mon vieux corps :
goutte de rosée
alourdie
au bout de la feuille

°
(p.223) de KIGEN
(mort le 23° jour du 8° mois de 1736, à 71 ans) :

Nanajûichi
yô wa motsutaru
tsuyu no tama

71 ans !
Combien de temps a duré
une goutte de rosée ?

°

(p.224) de KIMPO
mort le 3 septembre 1894 :

Miosame no / kyô to wa narinu / Fuji-no-yama

Aujourd’hui est le jour / d’une dernière vue / du mont Fuji

°
(p.225) de KIN’EI
(mort le 16° jour du 8° mois de 1778, à 45 ans):

Gokuraku no / tane zo kusabana / Namu Amida

Les fleurs d’automne
de ma prière portent
des graines du paradis

(Kin’ei mourut en automne, quand les herbes fleurissent…)

°
(p.226) de KINKO
(mort le 27° jour du 7° mois de 1860 à 60 ans) :

Aki no yo mo / tada kûjaku to / akete yuku

Dans la vaste et vide
nuit d’automne
point le jour

°
(p. 226) de KIN’U
(mort le 2° jour du 3° mois de 1817, à 62 ans) :

Yururi saku / kotoshi no hana no / kakugo kana

Comme nonchalamment fleurissent
les fleurs de cerisiers cette année
pas pressées par leur sort

°
(p.227) de KISEI
(1688 – 18è jour du 9è mois de 1764) :

Umarete wa
shinuru hazu nari
sore naraba

Depuis que je suis né
je dois mourir,
alors …

°
(p.229) : de KIZAN,
mort le 4° jour du 12° mois de 1851, à 64 ans :

Rusu naredo / tou hito mo kana / nokorigiku

Quand je partirai,
qui prendra soin
du chrysanthème que je laisse ?

°
(p.229) de KOHA
(mort le 14 août 1897) :

Fude nagete / tsuki ni mono iu / bakari nari

Je repose le pinceau -
Désormais je parlerai à la lune
face à face

°
(p.235) de KYOHAKU
(mort le dernier jour du 10° mois de 1847 à 75 ans) :

Ôkenaki / toko no nishiki ya / chiri-momiji

Je ne suis pas digne
de ce tapis rouge :
(les) feuilles d’érables à l’automne

°
de KYOKUSAI, mort le 29 juillet 1874, à 58 ans :

Akatsuki ya
mizu kanzureba
hasu no oto

Si vous contemplez les eaux
à l’aube, vous pouvez entendre
les lotus fleurir.

(p. 236, avec ce commentaire

” On dit très souvent au Japon que le lotus fait un bruit en s’ouvrant, mais il n’y a pas de base scientifique qui étaie cette croyance. Elle est née en partie de la tradition bouddhiste qui voit dans le lotus la fleur du paradis. “

°
(p. 237) de KYOSHU
(mort le 16 du 6° mois de 1769 à 80 ans) :

Sokonuke ya / kaeranu tabi no / zudabukuro

Voyage de non-retour
le sac du vagabond
n’a pas de fond

°

LOTD091124, originally uploaded by Grazia Horwitz.

Halt tank by Truth Hawks @ Truth (SoM group/welcome giftie)
Jules jean skirt by Onyx Leshelle @ Maitreya
Fishnets by Annyka Bekkers @ Blowpop
Thigh High boots by JB Gazov @ J’s
Plain black belt by Menno Ophelia @ Kari
Cord bracelet & armband by Siyu Suen @ Illusions
Approved tattoo by Hunain Bellic @ HUZ Tats
Agnes pale make up 4 by Kira Ahn @ KA Designs
Micah espresso hair by Truth Hawks @ Truth

hej hej! I lied. I got a few extra hours to waste, really way more than I should but I couldn’t help it. >.< lalala, So what did I do?..I changed, put some clothes on. I feel like sharing some thoughts with you while I’m at it…Sometimes, just sometimes, I have this weird feeling, I miss people in my life.  Don’t you? Sometimes people that don’t matter at all, or people  that are not part of your life anymore, nor are you part of their lives either, at all, anymore. It’s funny. We grow, they grow, things change, we change, but sometimes, just sometimes, we still miss them. Or those moments, maybe. Moments that can never ever be replaced, never be the same, prolly wouldn’t even feel the same if those people were part of it again.  Moments forever cherished, moments forever lost. Forever meaningless. I guess I’m just mellow…melancholic even. Don’t you just feel the same, sometimes?…I know I do. <3 Uma

Listening to : Tegan and Sara – ‘On directing’

Worn :

Hair – ‘Milla – browns pack’ (heavily modded) by Maitreya

Skin – ‘Grace [Light] Kawaii 1*blonde brows* skin’ by (vive9) freebie at store

Jacket – ‘LeatherRidersJacket _ softgray’ by AOHARU

Shirt -> random shirt by Camie Cooper (any modded shirt will do, I edited it, made it slouchy)

Scarf – ‘Long scarf * champagne’ by Maitreya

Belt – ‘BF Jeans belt (resizable)’ by Maitreya

Pants – ‘Draped pants – dark taupe’ by (Madsy)

Glovess – ‘Full finger gloves gold’ by (DoMoCo)

Socks – ‘Brown slouch prim socks’ by (Shiny Things)

Hat – ‘Rude Boy hat (color change)’ by {Kari}

Shoes – ‘My worn ankle boots *brown leopard*’ by (Milk Motion) I <333 you Marie

]]> http://primpedandpimped.wordpress.com/2009/11/16/streetstyle-accessorise/ Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:57:50 +0000 primpedandpimped http://primpedandpimped.wordpress.com/2009/11/16/streetstyle-accessorise/

Every girl knows that the secret to a perfect outfit is accessories. So when we find a guy, who can pimp a simple outfit by wearing accessories we know it’s a win win situation.

Meet Andre Greggan, who I bumped into while dancing the blues away at Sleek. What made him stand out amongst the other guys at the club was his :sey scarf and how he mashed up other bits and pieces to create a very stylish look. Keeping it simple with blue jeans and a black t-shirt, Andre pimps his style quota by adding key colour pieces that look über cool.

This effortless stylish dude claims to be lazy when choosing his outfit, putting on whatever he thinks looks cool. If only more guys in SL could take a lesson or two from this guy, lazy doesn’t mean sloppy. Andre definitely gets our vote for being one cute avatar !

Style Card:

Andre Greggan

Csáz!

hát sok minden történt a héten. : D először is.

hétfőn – voltam Karival festeni/rajzolni. meg beszélgettünk és ilyenek.
kedden – voltam Balázsnál dobolni, a brand new otthonában, egész kellemes kissé kupis egyelőre : D
szerdán – zenekar. kilét meg ilyenek
csütörtökön – úgy volt, hogy találkozok Doóval, csak beteg lett : ( viszont, voltam Szunyáék próbáján. Meglepődött mert úgy volt, hogy nem megyek de örült, hogy elmentem : ) megígértették velem, hogy elmegyek másnap koncertjükre ;D
aztán még este Karival beszélgettünk egy hosszút.. kivoltam már nagyon és kellett.. azt hiszem. szép kék lett a szemem reggel pedig alig bírtam kinyitni xD
pénteken – suli blabla . gólyabál volt, szóval ott fotózgattam. hazajöttem összepakolásztam a cuccaim beszélgettem a Kittával, majd elindultam vissza a suliba fotózni egy háromnegyedórát. jó végeztem, rohanni haza töltőért meg a kulcsért. aztán negyed hatkor nyugatinál találkoztam Rékával és beültünk a California Coffee Company-be. : )
beszélgettünk arról, ki hogy látja összevetve mindent a kapcsolatát, meg arról, hogy érezzük magunkat. ezek a tipikus lányos témák : ) de jó volt, örültem neki <3
aztán Örs. villamossal bazdmeg.. jött mind a kettő nem tudtam melyikre szálljak fel.. na most miközben Szunyával telefonáltam rohangáltam a két villamos között egyik oldalról a másikra. najó felszálltam a jóra. megkérdeztem, hogy ez megy e az Ónodi utca felé? hát ők nem tudják. jó leszálltam a következőnél átrohantam a másikra villamosra. kilihegtem magam és megkérdeztem egy nőt, ez megy e az Ónodi utca felé. hát nem a másik. mondom kurvajó xD leszálltam és át a másikra. majdnem elkéstem.. akkor koncert lezajlott jó volt ;D aztán mentünk és mentünk.. majd buszra fel és baross utcánál leszálltunk. sétálunk sétálunk kombinóra felszállunk hopp. oktogonnál leszálltunk megnéztük bakegérben kurvasokan voltak.. akkor ott ácsorogtunk vagy fél órát. majd át egy másik helyre ami minimum 10 perc sétára van onnan nem baj tényleg. utána az is televolt. remek majd onnan nyugatihoz de meg kell mondanom egy kurva nagy kört tettünk! bazdmeg hihetetlen jó elmentünk de legalább 20 percet sétáltunk nekem a faszom kivolt anyám is baszogatott szal ültem egy húszpercet ott majd hazajöttem.

a szombat ennél már komplikáltabb volt : D
elmentem anyáékkal kajálni, haza majd muszáj volt este menni valahova. bennem volt. Karival beszéltem.

alterego?
komolyan gondolod?
aha..
oké. ;D

akkor készülődés, minden ami kell. negyed 10-kor keletinél találkozás Karival meg Izuval. el deákra Bogiért be a match-ba, ahol beállt a sorba elénk egy csávó és cserébe megvette helyettünk a sört.. aztán végeztünk és odajött egy csaj meg a barátja, hogy kérünk e pezcukorkát meg pillecukrot mert nekik ez túl sok, hát jó köszi xD át a másik oldalra, leültünk a padra, jött egy csaj, hogy négy szál cigiért cserébe odaad egy bontatlan szilvapálinkát. óó kérlek xD két pezsgő meg még ez is..  jött két Finn, akik a morrisonst keresték. bevetettem fenomenális angoltudásom. (nekik se volt jobb xD) jó aztán mondták, hogy valami közelebbi nincs-e szóval elküldtem őket a picsába a szimplába, ami a király utca másik oldalán van igazából mindegy xD jó. lementünk pont jött a metró, mázli. vártuk Fruzsit, majd indulás alteregoba, útközben én nád a házam tetejét énekeltem, ahh nem kellett volna xD na mindegy. bementünk, oké Kari ismerőseihez odaszalad bemutatkoz szia én ez és ez vagyok oké pá. aztán jöhetett a buli : D

táncoltunk, ittunk, elvoltunk. - rúdtánc bazdmeg =O az milyen fárasztó el se hinnétek xD

5ig voltunk ott asszem, elmentünk Mcreggeliztünk fel kombinóra, metró, villamos, Kariék. háh valami hatkor értünk haza na ja Kari lefürdött én kajáltam egyet, átöltöztem jihááá good charlotte- os póló xD aztán bedőltem az ágyba fél hétkor beállítottam az ébresztőórát és ihajcsuhaj. alcsi : )

álmos vagyok. nagyon. de rohadt jól éreztem magam. : ) majd max Kari még kiegészíti a dolgokat ;D addigis jó vasárnapot mindenkinek.

Time for a fun Blog.

Thursday night was our prayer night ( Kari’s and Mine) and we were talking about what stuff we needed prayer for. A few tears were shed, some laughter, and some excitement for the following day was bubbling in our systems. I volunteered Kari to open and I told her I would close.  She did, then I did, and near the closing I was like “Lord, we don’t know what tomorrow will bring but help us to have fun, and to trust you…” I end my prayer and Kari is like…”um Mandy…we do know what tomorrow brings, were going to the SPA!!!!”" She thought it was funny Thursday night, both of us thought it was HILARIOUS Friday night.

Friday the 13th- We get up, get ready and head out the door, catch the LRT and head downtown. I texted Krysten, to see if she knew of any good places downtown to get breakfast. She texted back, and told us to try Nellies on 17th ave. So we did seeing as it was on the same ave that the spa was on. Never mind that after we hoped off the LRT it was a 10 block walk just to get to the AVENUE, not the actual place. Were walkin along, both falling in love with 17th ave ( I can’t believe we have never been there before) and I spot a hole in the wall shack called Nellies. The cutest place ever. The outside was painted green, the inside was super tiny. Kind of had a diner/cafe twist going on. The coffee mugs, flatware, (sorry I’m a bridal Consultant I have to use proper lingo) and dinnerware were all mixed matched. It was adorable. On the ledge beside each table was a bottle of Aunt Jemima’s Syrup, Red hot, Worcestershire sauce, and Tabasco sauce-I had to laugh at that one. Pretty much everything you needed. I ordered the Cinnamon French toast buns. (Amazing) and Kari ordered a Belly Buster-(sunny side up) *giggles/gags* …inside joke don’t worry. OH! Almost forgot the best part outside there was this hobo, with long scraggly hair and a Pirate patch over his right eye. I do believe we walked by him 4 times. ( I do believe he might have thought we were either really ditzy or just plain nuts.)

 We leave Nellies, walk by pirate patch the 2^nd  time,  ( were looking for our spa) turn around walk by pirate patch the 3^rd  time, go a ways turn around and walk by pirate patch the 4^th time. We finally decide to keep heading this direction. We stopped to check out The Irish Shoppe –there slogan was “A little taste of Scotland” Hmph…because that makes so much sense. We passed a spy shop, with a spy limo. That was pretty neat. An OLD school Macdonald’s, a book store, and the Chocolate bar which was right next to the smoking shop or something. We see our spa across the street and decide to keep walking and checking things out seeing as we had time to kill.

We head back to the spa walk in head downstairs ( Kari and I both glance at each other and whisper Sketchy) we walked in and told the lady we were here for our appointments. ( It’s actually a lot nicer than first appearance) She leads us to this mood lighted room and gets us to fill out some paper work, and says someone will be back for us shortly. Kari and I were like mk…so we filled out the paper work ( I finally almost have the postal code memorized woot woot) and then proceeded to discuss celebrate baby names. There’s some weird ones out there. Poor Kids. A lady comes in *they all have thick accents* and is like “Kari, and are you Mandy the one she’s with?” I’m like yes, and she’s like oh, they made a mistake there is another Mandy. ( they had already started on her apparently) So what happened was she ended up taking Kari and told me someone would be back for me shortly. Sure enough this lady comes back, and leads me to the darkened room right beside Kari’s. I walk in and She’s like take off your top ( I’m thinking…excuse me? I’m here for a mini facial what the heck is this place!) Then she’s like not your top I mean your jacket…and I was like oh, oh ok. She then leaves and tells me to climb up on the bed thingy. So I do, and then a few seconds later she knocks on the door and is like are you ready Mandy? I’m like yeah…( as ready as I’ll ever be) She comes in puts this cloth around my head to tie my hair back. Then puts this warm cloth on my face, and does her thing…puts the masque on and then is like “the masque doesn’t tickle or scratch or anything…I’m like no…and then she leaves, no bye, no anything she just leaves. I’m like okay…so I’m lying in this dark room and I can hear Kari’s consultant in the next room chatting away with her, and I’m like weird… Mine finally comes back, doesn’t say anything, puts another warm cloth on my face, wipes the masque off, moisturizes it, and then is like “done” I’m like okay…um thanks. She was like your welcome. So I pick up my coat head out the door grab Kari, and we make our way out. The whole spa thing is a birthday/Christmas present from Kari…we get to go 4 more times…for different things…I think the next one is going to scar me totally. We head out the door and I look at Kari and am like “Well, tell me about your experience.” We had completely different experiences even though we got the same thing. She never got the warm cloth, instead she got this alcohol swab thing. I had a very abrupt consultant she had a very talkative consultant.  It was interesting, we were both laughing as we made our way back the 10 plus blocks to the c-train.

We get on the LRT and make our way to one of the malls, the rest of the day was going to be spent shopping.  We arrive around 2ish, leave around 5ish. There is some shopping that I just HATE. But most of this was fun. I am so not subtle…like at all… Kari and I were walking through different stores and I’m picking up different things and I’m like what do you think of this do you like it? ( I’m trying to find things to get her for Christmas) and she kind of hems and haws. Finally I’m like Kari your not helping me…she laughs. I finally ended up just taking things out of her hands and buying them for her. She is now trying to forget what she is getting for Christmas. (don’t worry, I’ll buy her more then what she knows she is getting, I’m not that much of a fun spoiler) So we leave the mall and make our way home.

We end up talking about Irish Body Guards on the way home because I was saying how some nights I just don’t like walking home.  So Kari said she would get me one for Christmas. I already have 2 of the blow up boyfriends, that I have never used. Anyways…We arrive home, and I phone mom to return her call from earlier, talk with her and dad for a bit. *sigh* I then start talking with Jessi and Adam for a bit. They both leave. Kari is sitting on the couch working on an Italian assignment. I’m scrolling through facebook, wanting to write but wanting to wait until I was in a better state of emotions so i’m not like BLAH all over the internet. This ad catches my eye, “Starfield concert in Calgary, Friday November the 20^th “ I start freaking out, click on the ad and try to figure out where it’s being held. Meanwhile Kari is like what, can you please tell me what you freaking out about? So I tell her, and she’s like AHHH! Needless to say I think we are going, it could be interesting getting there and back…but were going. I’m excited. My first Concert. WOOT!  I ended up making food to eat around 9ish,  puttered around on the comp, talk with Stephie for awhile, then I decide that I had better go spend some time with Jesus and head to bed seeing as I have to work the next day.

I go into my room, shut the door…then…sirens…outside my backyard…I climb up on my bed, yell for Kari to come, and we then proceed to spend the next while staring out the window  trying to figure out what is going on. Kari makes a comment about Iain being in the room, and then proceeds to scratch his head while sitting on my bed. I’m standing looking out the window creeping on our neighbours, and Kari is sitting on my bed scratching a stuffed dog’s ears. Yes we know that our lives are pathetic.  There was shouting, firemen, then policemen drove up. They talked, more shouting, then everybody leaves. I was incredible disappointed that there was no more action. I wanted to go outside but Kari wouldn’t let me. *sad face* So I continue to get ready for bed now that it’s ¾ of an hour later. Jessi starts talking to me, and is like what trouble are you causing now…we then proceed to have a conversation about me joining the police force. She told me I wasn’t allowed. I told her no promises. I say goodnight to her, check facebook one more time, notice Lyndlee’s status and decide to write her a note. She responds I then get on fb chat and end up talking with her for awhile. Hopefully she will get skype this weekend and we can really talk. I understand her fears been there, still there. Hurt for her, but I know God loves her more than I and he is in control of all things. I love Jeremiah 29:11. I send the verse to her, along with a couple in 1 John. Finally both Kari and I are now heading to bed. I go to my room, look for my cell, come out to the living room still looking for my cell can’t find it. Proceed to go knock on Kari’s door to get her to text my cell or phone it to see if we could find it. We end up tearing apart my room which is already a disaster, for like 15 minutes…*note my phone is on silent so we can only hear little beeps when she gets to my voicemail* I finally find it in my jeans pocket. Kari and I collapse on my bed laughing. We both exclaim “what a weird day…” She heads back to her room I shut the light off and crawl into bed. Only to have Kari come back…”Mandy?” “Yeah?” “Remember last night your prayed Lord, we don’t know what tomorrow brings…” We both start laughing again, by this time its like 1 in the morning, when we once again try to go to bed. Oh good times.

Kari: Bye guys, have fun in the desert.
Tory: Have fun having a baby.
Tory and Grant leave
Kari: [jokingly] *looks down* Is that my water?

OUTFIT DETAILS

HAIR – Little Heaven Quentin Black

EYES – MADesigns PROMISE Eyes – Blue Pale 3

SKINS – Dernier Cri Cole Ginger Clean Cut

SWEATER – Doppelganger Inc. Henley White Jacket

PANTS – Whippet & Bucket Harris Tartan Shorts Outer Space

SHOES – Rawdolls Pitchbull Hi-Cake

HAT – Kari Newsboy Cap Stitched

BAG – HOC Leather Messenger Bag Black

GLASSES – Gritty Kitty Honig Glasses

SOCKS – Pig Socks Mit Suspenders Clean White Sock

WATCH – Chronokit Watch No.34 *Comet* Male

As I’ve mentioned… a lot of people tell me that I need to take time for me.
To be honest, very few have offered to help make “me time” possible for me.  I want to thank Kari for stepping up to the plate and making my “me time” possible.  Let’s face it, I’m not the type to ask for somebody to come watch kiddo unless it’s important.  But I do gladly accept volunteers, but he/she probably will have to tell me- I’m free on this day at this time- would you like me to come?  That’s just the way I am.  IMO “me time” isn’t a requirement and doesn’t necessitate contacting somebody for help.

One of the things that I would very much enjoy would be to ride again.  I have seven perfectly good– okay maybe six perfectly good horses standing in my field.  Eating well.  Pooping lots.  Doing nothing.  To quote John “lazy assed horses.”  I prefer to refer to them as “big dogs.”  They do serve as great therapy by just being there, but honestly they really should start earning their keep.  (Can you just see me telling this to Nathaniel in a few years?)

However, toddler and riding really don’t work to well together.  Kiddo is too young to put on a babysitter type pony.  He’s too active to be well occupied in a play pen.  Sometimes the “baby pen” works, sometimes not.  He’s also not aware of how he could get himself in dangerous situations.  It’s just not an ideal combination at the moment.  And on the flip side, I would just not feel comfortable riding without someone capable of calling 911 here.  Horses are big, often spooky creatures and accidents can and do happen.  If I were to come off it could be quite a while till somebody, other than Nathaniel, realized I was missing.

This week has had lovely weather and I’m off work, so I was beyond thrilled when my great friend, Kari, volunteered to come watch kiddo so I could ride.

I chose Willow to be my victim… I mean partner…   Willow Bear was the one that I rode when I was pregnant.  She is a kind, gentle soul who enjoys attention and is a good honest ride.  She’s relatively un-spooky and not very athletic.  I’m more worried about her tripping and falling with me than I am her bucking or rearing- it just takes too much effort for her.  And let’s face it… she’s never going to make bucking stock material.

Willow is my plain Jane mare.  Bay with not a white hair on her.  Plain.  Not flashy.  Not the World’s greatest mover.  Not the prettiest headed animal.  Nothing special.  She’s a standardbred- a beauty queen of the breed but average as they come on a whole.  But she’s the most reliable, quietest, most honest horse that I own right now.

As I’ve aged, I’ve appreciated the “Willow’s” of the equine world more and more.

I tacked Willow up with the hopes of getting on her.  But wasn’t going to get on her if she was being an idiot.  I lunged her first and she we very good.  A little zippy at the canter, but she didn’t buck once!  I decided to get on.  She was  a superstar.  It felt so great to get back in the saddle and be sitting on a familiar horse.  She didn’t even feel stiff in my hands and she was light to my legs.  I like my horses light in my hands and responsive to my leg.  I want a shift of a seat bone to get a response.

She felt almost like she did when we last worked… when I was about 5 months pregnant.  The last time I rode her- or any of my horses- was right before my post-natal checkup.  With all my tearing, I wanted to make sure it was still comfortable to sit in the saddle- if not, doc and I were going to have words about the problem that needed to be fixed!

It felt AWESOME to ride again.  There’s just something about riding that lifts my spirits.  I think Willow enjoyed it, too… or at minimum all of the peppermint horse treats that she got!

She even was a good girl when the neighbor’s garbage truck came backing down their lane.  I was so impressed with her!  We just kept it low key… mostly walking… a teeny bit of trotting.  Both of us are out of shape and I don’t want her to get hurt.

After our ride, Kari’s daughter got to sit on Ms. Willow and she had a blast.  Everybody had a great day… which is very good!!!  I need more good days…

It’s funny how things in the future can remind you of the past. Take tonight for example a simple act of making toast turned into a half hour of watching old videos and reliving memories. It’s been a crazy day after a crazy emotional weekend (still no tears though). Kari and I had are first semi big confrontation last night. It ended this morning when we talked things out. I was hoping if I acted like everything was normal she would forget that I was mad…no such luck. Anyways were all good now. I kinda lazed about this afternoon seeing as it was my first real day off in 7 days. I painted my toe nails fire engine red. giggles.

Memories-Kari was making toast tonight-Please Note- its the simple things that tend to trip her up. I.e.- Making spaghetti and toast, who would have thought they could be so challenging? She has once again lowered my level of trust in her cooking abilities. Dang it. She just pointed out that now I have to resume all the cooking again. crap. Touche Kari Touche!  Anyways, so Kari was making toast tonight. She burnt it. At least we found out that the smoke detector works. I think that makes our grand total to 7 things that happened in our humble little abode. Who knew 2 and half  years later a simple thing as burning toast could bring us back to the infamous road trip to Canmore a week before grad in grade 12. You see, the four of us, Kari, Christal, Jessie and I decided that the week following diplomas and the grad banquet we would take a road trip to Canmore. We booked a room at this lodge that had a kitchen and we even planned out our meals ahead of time. We soon were on our way. The trip consisted of taking 11 illegal U-turns…I won’t tell who was driving…cough cough ( looks embarrassed) What! I was the only one with the Driver’s License not to mention the youngest. *sticks out tongue* A quick put on the breaks lets take a picture at the Canmore sign. Driving around during construction season in Banff. So many good times. We arrive at our destination, the weekend is filled with outings, hot tubs, hiking, and driving around and getting lost. On saturday morning it was decided that I would be making crepes. We had brought along all the ingredients. However for the whip cream we forgot to bring an electric beater…ahaha. So one of us was beating the whip cream, I was making crepes, (we took turns getting ready in the bathroom, so one person was there) and one of us was on top of the Hotel bed fanning the smoke detector with a phone book. Apparently cooking crepes set the smoke detector off-note they weren’t burnt. However being high school girls we were panicking because we kept setting the smoke detector off in this NICE lodge and we were afraid the management was going to come and kick us out. IT was hilarious, we all took turns whipping the cream, getting ready and fanning the smoke detector. It was probably the best couple of days of our whole grade 12 year. We had to post it on our Facebook statuses, it made my night when Christal commented on it. Oh the memories ( like what happens in Canmore stays in Canmore)  I sort of might have dented a bumper of a car…whoops…the funny part is later that summer I saw the same car in 3 bumps!!!!! Ironies. Kari and I spent a good portion of the evening looking through old videos and pictures. GREAT times. *DANG-my hair was long*

Former Miss Teen USA, Kari Ann Peniche visited the Howard Stern Show Monday morning to talk about her history of sex addiction and her participation in Dr. Drew Pinsky’s latest reality show Sex Rehab. This past summer she had a sex tape pop up that included her, Eric Dane (Grey’s Anatomy) and Rebecca Gayheart. Howard Stern Show on November 9, 2009.  Get it at http://howardstern.com.

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egyszer egy királyfi mit gondolt magában, hihihi hahaha, mit gondolt magában?
ja meg valami apró farmot is akart venni xD

nolám péntek, nem voltam suliban, volt egy kis családi zűr, én idehaza főztem, takarítottam meg minden mivel anya a Kitta boltjában dolgozgatott. majd átjött Zita meg Kari itt voltunk egy darabig aztán go tu dongó ;D előtte mekiben egy rövid kajálás, sajnos Kari még mindig nem igazán tudott enni de nem baj : D megoldották.. aztán beültünk, de Zitát rögtön hívták, hogy elázott a ház menjen takarítson xD jó oké, mi Karival akkor kezdjünk hozzá. mi legyen az első?
tequila_
sok volt és olcsón : D csak csal a kép xD
hülye : D <3

ja majd elmentünk a mcdonald’sba  mesélte Kari hogy amikor sokat iszik, reggelente mindig elmegy a mcdonald’sba mcreggelizik és hazamegy : D
ja és persze miért is ne lennének innen is képek? ;D
aztán visszamentünk mert Kari csak éhes volt és vártuk vissza Zitát. rendeltünk még inni és úgy döntöttünk, hogy akkor mi most csocsózni fogunk. ketten és visszavonhatatlanul egymás ellen : D ja amúgy a csocsó ingyé van és a pirosak felé lejt, szóval a kékekkel legyetek ha mentek oda xD aztán odajött két pasi, az egyiket Józsinak hívták xD xD erre emlékszem. a másik lehet Matyi volt, de lehet csak azért hiszem ezt, mert a Józsi meg a Matyi név pont összepasszolnak. játszottunk velük egy menetet. aztán én leültem és odaengedtem Zitát. : D ja meg beraktam egy számot, tök vicces 50.- egy szám és 100.- három : D
ezt kértem

én meg addig elüldögéltem : D
aztán népdalokat énekeltünk én nevettem a semmin xD jóléreztük magunkat legalábbis én biztos : D

tegnap. vagyis szombaton elszabadultak az indulatok, anyám bőgött minden kurva jó volt xD.. de viszont, nagyon fasza pogácsát sütöttem : ) mindenkinek nagyon ízlik.. ;D este átmentem Rékáékhoz, na az oda fele út igazán vicces volt ;D majd’ kiugrott a szívem : D blááfujj. na mindegy által mentem hozzájuk, boroztunk, csillagszületiket néztünk. ja és Peti letölti nekem a tizenhárom című filmet. ^^
szolárium szőkék,  meg kávéautomaták, asszem. (?) : D hmm.. laza este volt, kis izgalmakkal.. felkavaró.

na további szép napot, nekem most fáj a hasam, majd megyek át Kerolájnhoz.
és egyelőre nem tudom melyik számot rakjam be. : D mert igazából most legszívesebben beraknék 3 számot, de az sok a jóból ;D asszem ez lesz igen. ez jó lesz. ne az eleje alapján ítélj.. ;D

Emma is wearing

Credits :

Skin – [AC][ deep tan ][stubble][death]
Hair -  LH_hair13_rabi _black
Hat – { Kari } – Newsboy cap tweed
cigarette – Cigarette-Napalm V.2
Shirt – Emery – Top Upper
Pants – *Tweek* Pant Black w/ Belt
Suspenders – Armidi Limited – Basic Suspenders [Gray]
Watch – Bandit- Mens OYSTER diamonds -black-resizable-bling
Shoes – UBU PornStar Lo-Tops

Credits:

Skin – [AC][ deep tan ][stubble][death]
Hair -  LH_hair13_rabi _black
Hat – { Kari } – Newsboy cap tweed
cigarette – Cigarette-Napalm V.2
Shirt – Emery – Top Upper
Pants – *Tweek* Pant Black w/ Belt
Suspenders – Armidi Limited – Basic Suspenders [Gray]
Watch – Bandit- Mens OYSTER diamonds -black-resizable-bling
Shoes – UBU PornStar Lo-Tops

jó oké. igen. inaktívak vagyunk naés?- bocs.

szóval. képek dögivel. kb egész héten Karival voltam. : D találkoztam Zitával, akit kedvelek mert aranyos meg jófej : )
ja nem, kedden nem. aznap megírtam két magyar tételt, előtte két és fél órát aludtam azt is csak azért, mert úgy gondoltam, úgyse hiányzok senkinek. : D mindegy ezt most nem fejtem ki  ;D
szerda öööö ja igen akkor találkoztam Zitával. meg Kari nyelv pc-t csináltatott. milyen jó, hogy nem néztem végig, ahogy csinálja a csávó neki xD én ezt nem bírom. : D aztán zenekar.. azt hittem bealszok a sok nyomorékja bazdmeg. xD de nem baj, Gabiékkal elvoltunk.. : D csak aztán Katinéni elől kellett futkosni xD

ja meg volt valami csávó. Dj Karcsi -bazdmeg ezt a nevet is.

úgy kezdte, hogy
hello béjbi, táncolunk?
- na itt már valami nem stimmelt.

KarCsú-Karcsi : találtam olyat is hogy szív és alatta egy név
KarCsú-Karcsi : kirakhatsz szeretlek katis egeret is akár
FeketeBuborék Lány: hála az égnek hogy nem szeretem katit
KarCsú-Karcsi : van egérszerkesztő progim
KarCsú-Karcsi : képzeld
KarCsú-Karcsi : töökjóóóóóóó .D
FeketeBuborék Lány: köszönöm de az egerem pontosan megfelel a célokra ;D
FeketeBuborék Lány: hmmm elképzeltem. annyira nem repesek érte. de neked biztos nagy élményt nyújt
FeketeBuborék Lány: maradok szerintem a képszerkesztőnél.
KarCsú-Karcsi : kép?
FeketeBuborék Lány: kép – tudod. fotó fényképezőgép kábel rárakom a gépre majd a programba és megcsinálom
FeketeBuborék Lány: vagy nemtudod?
KarCsú-Karcsi : hát
FeketeBuborék Lány: mit nem tudsz?:DDDDDDDDDDDD
KarCsú-Karcsi : fénykép?
FeketeBuborék Lány: fotó egyenlő fénykép
KarCsú-Karcsi : jaa
FeketeBuborék Lány: valami más kérdés esetleg?:D
KarCsú-Karcsi : valódi képeket csinálsz?
FeketeBuborék Lány: ha fényképezőt említettem akkor igen eléggé. mért vannak nem valódiak is?:D
KarCsú-Karcsi : hát ja
FeketeBuborék Lány: a lényeg hogy igen igaziakat..
FeketeBuborék Lány: még mielőtt belebonyolódnánk ebbe a valódi-nemvalódi témába
KarCsú-Karcsi : szoktál igaziképeket építeni?
FeketeBuborék Lány: persze veszek cementet bazdmeg meg téglát és mindennap ezzel próbálkozom
KarCsú-Karcsi : nemúúúgy
KarCsú-Karcsi : hanem rajzolni
KarCsú-Karcsi : érted
KarCsú-Karcsi : nemértekannyira a gépekhez
FeketeBuborék Lány: fiúvagy – nemtudom hány éves – de fiú!!! könyörgöm mi az hogy nemértesz a gépekhez???? DDDDDDDDDD
KarCsú-Karcsi : nemminden fiu kocka fej
FeketeBuborék Lány: nem is várom el
KarCsú-Karcsi : valaki hasba az
FeketeBuborék Lány: hát de attól még van érzékük a számítástechnikához
KarCsú-Karcsi : az exem nemtudott varni, pedig nő volt
FeketeBuborék Lány: a varrás egy elég régimódi dolog nem minden nő tud varrni.
KarCsú-Karcsi : hát, de mindenkimagán hordja, és fontos dolog
FeketeBuborék Lány: hát a számítógép is egy eléggé mindennapi dolog az életben ha szerinted fontos dolog tanulj meg varrni
KarCsú-Karcsi : de én fiuvagyok
FeketeBuborék Lány: én meg lány. tudok varrni és használni a számítógépet jézusom multifunkcionális vagyok
KarCsú-Karcsi : wow
FeketeBuborék Lány: jómi?
KarCsú-Karcsi : ja
KarCsú-Karcsi : már is beléd estem

szerintem ez így, magáért beszél.. a fejem csapkodtam egy párnával szegény Cicc azt se tudta mivan velem xD <3

ja meg, izé. ma nem volt se első se hatodik óránk aztán meg, ööö aludtam bioszon, meg volt hetedikben helyesírási verseny. aztán gyááá. beszélgettem ma Felával. átjött Kari megnéztük a Ken Parkot, ami amúgy egy kurvajófilm hiába mondják azt róla, hogy nem

ja amúgy képek, mert ugye az se maradhat ki ;D

Pár szó a képekről
Balázs. – leendő sógorom
én. – gondolom ismertek
Balázs. – megint csak
Kari festménye. – ugye milyen szép lesz? : )
Azt meg én rajzoltam. – háh ;D

ja és cippőőőőő <3

Origin of the name Caroline:

A feminine form of the Latin Carolus, which is a cognate of Charles (full-grown, a man, a freeman). Var: Carey, Cari, Carri, Carrie, Kari, Karrie.

From A World of Baby Names by Teresa Norman

BABY NAME WIZARD

On November 1st, Eastport United Methodist Church had a celebration for All Saints Day.  John was recognized.

The day started early with feeding the horses and waking kiddo up to go.  I met my friend, Kari, in Havre de Grace.  I can’t tell you how much I appreciated her going with us.  She adores Nathaniel and he loves playing with her.

When we arrived in Annapolis, I was pleasantly surprised to see Chief Smith!  It was so nice to see a friendly familiar face!  It was also great to see Pastor MaAn!  She is the fire chaplain for Annapolis and spoke at John’s services.

Nathaniel was a superstar during the services.  During the first one, he barely had a peep out of him!  When the time came to be recognized, I gathered up the little one and the two of us went up.  I had visions of him grabbing the candle and the church burning down, but thankfully that wasn’t the case!

Lighting the candle in memory of John

It was an emotional ceremony, but I kept myself together quite well.  I focused on Nathaniel.

After the second service we went over to see the union president at Taylor Avenue.  Pulling into the driveway was challenging.  I thought of all of the times that the Jeep had been there with John.  I thought of all of the memories that John had there and how much he loved working for AFD.  Being a firefighter was John’s dream job.  He pursued his dream till he achieved it.  I really respect those who follow their dreams.

The union president had something he wanted to give me.  A beautiful memorial medal from IAFF.

IAFF memorial medal

IAFF memorial medal

Most of the firefighters were on a call, but they soon returned.  It was great to see familiar faces and we all had breakfast/lunch together.  The conversation turned to John’s unique eating habits.  No lima beans.  Meatloaf containing green peppers must have all of the peppers removed.  He even had a unique way of eating potato chips… little tiny pieces first, then the medium sized pieces, and then he broke the larger chips into smaller pieces and ate them.  I recollected how at an Italian restaurant years ago, the two of us both ordered spaghetti because it was one of the few things on the menu that we recognized.  When the food arrived he cut his spaghetti into quadrants.  Then selected one quadrant and cut it into tiny bite sized pieces and ate it and then repeated.  Everybody at the table took notice of his eating style.  Poor Nathaniel misses out… John would have his cut his food into perfect toddler sized pieces.  Mommy… well let’s just say… not so perfect in that department.

Kari, asked if John was OCD.  I paused.  I never really thought of him as OCD.  Anal would perhaps be a better description.  But, anal seems so unkind.  Debbie quantified it with “everything had a place and everything in its place.”  That combined with some analness was probably the best way to describe John.  On top of that, John expected you to know where that place and have everything put back in the order it was– but you probably never even realized that there was an order in the first place.  I always found it ironic that John could be so particular about things, but at the same time he did have some of his things that stayed in piles as well.

There is the theory that opposites attract.  That would be how John and I were opposite.  I’m not a good house keeper.  I’m not neat & tidy.  The only thing that I’m particular about is how my hose lays in the winter… I get really anal about that.  But that is analness by necessity.  Carrying water for seven horses is NOT fun and rather time consuming, especially when I have reynauds and have yet to find the magical pair of gloves that keeps my fingers from freezing and burning (all of the time).

John also had very high standards.  He expected things to be done right.  Quite frequently people didn’t meet his expectations.  He also had people that he was friends with that he liked a lot as people, but not very much as firefighters.  You had to be damn good at firefighting to get his nod of approval.  It often was hard to live up to his standards.  He also expected you to know how to do something or to have it done without him mentioning it.  This could frustrate the crap out of me.  I’m the type that needs to be talked through something I’m unfamiliar with or haven’t done in a while.  I also am not very observant- unless we’re talking about horses.  We never fought about it (we weren’t the fighting type), but we did have some frustration and friction.

I think Nathaniel mellowed him a little.  He was great at breaking things down for Nathaniel and encouraging him.  He’d tell me that I expected too much from him.  Of course the irony of the whole thing is now I find myself expecting a lot out of Nathaniel and have to remind myself… he’s only a year old and for the most part a super good kid… he’s not going to be perfect all of the time.

Funny thing was, for most of our relationship, I couldn’t stand his “particularness.”  It could grate on my last nerve.  Of course, I’m sure he couldn’t stand my lack of “particularness” either.

Ironic thing is that towards the end, I got to the point that I could tell what John wanted before he said it (most of the time).  I knew he liked things tidy, so when I was thinking, I’d have his hospital room straightened up and his tray the way he liked it.  Grant it, I did have to think about it.  I also would tell John to talk me through as I was helping him get into and out of bed.  By letting him know that I needed that extra guidance we were on the same page.  Sometimes the key to good relationships is knowing the differences and finding out how to bridge the gap and meet in the middle at a happy medium.

Péntek?
te is így gondolod? na ja, nos hát felkeltem fél 10kor mert hát miért is ne? úgy volt, hogy 11-kor találkozom Rékával ferenc körúton. mázlim volt, hogy 40-kor még itthon baszakodtam, mert Réka hívott, hogy ő még csak most kelt, legyen fél12. oké legyen ;D
elindultam nagy nyugiban, odaértem. ölelkezés juhuu, akkor most menjünk boltba. vettünk nyomós sajtot, mert ugye ma én főztem rájuk ;D illetve együtt csináltuk : D meg aztán irány a spar darált hús johooo. akkor irány Petiék lakása. hozzáláttunk a  dolgokhoz. a tálat kivajazni eléggé körülményes volt, de megoldottuk. oké húst hagymával kavargatjuk bele víz, majd egy kis tej, azért Peti legközelebb előtte kóstold meg ;D majd azért sikerült megcsinálnunk és finom lett! na meg persze egy finom hilltop fehérbor. hmm isteni : D
ja igen aztán megjött Jancsi. ő is evett a rakott tésztából és neki is ízlett ;D majd beraktuk a nine-t Tim Burton filmjét, ami ilyen babzsákokról szólt meg robotokról, ilyen terminátor mátrix feelingje volt egy kicsit, de nekem tetszett. bár a vége faszság volt : D
aztán lassan menni kellett, mert Réka vitte az öccsét a millenárisba CSI kiállításra ;D én meg mentem haza, anya úgyis már mérges volt. -.-’
itthon gyúrtam pogácsát (ami finom lett : D) majd átjött Kari és beszélgettünk majd elmentünk moziba megnézni a Fel-t 3D-ben

iszonyatosan jó az a film! nagyon édes, és nekem nagyon tetszett. a 3D is kurvajól áthozta a dolgokat. igaz megfájdult a szemem tőle, meg párszor levettem de ettől függetlenül jó volt. meg kurva jókat lehetett rajta szakadni. meg volt benne pár érzelgős rész : )

majd ugye általában a végén vissza kell adni a szemüvegeket. így mondja Kari, hogy a tömeggel együtt kellett volna kimenni, mondom akkor üljünk le? mondja neeee jó mondom akkor fussfussfussfussfuss xD elmentünk wc-re a szemüvegeknél már nem állt senki de azért fussfussfussfuss. : D
hmm, egy gyors séta Lehelig majd fel a metróra és irány haza. itthon rendbe tettem magam olvasás és alvás.

ma pedig. semmi dolgom. ez szar igazából.. kurvára.. na mindegy.amúgy
BOLDOG SZÜLETÉSNAPOT KITTA! <3
/a nővérem/

John will be one of the people recognized at Eastport United Methodist Church’s All Saints Day Celebration on Sunday, Nov 1st. They will read names, project a photo, and ring a bell for church members and friends lost over the last year. Services are at 9 & 10:30 AM for anybody interested.  Nathaniel, my friend, Kari, & I plan to attend.

I hope afterward to go visit the fire station(s).  I think it is good for Nathaniel to learn about where his daddy worked and what he did for a living.  I hope that John’s co-workers, who choose to, will be a part of Nathaniel’s life.

When they asked if anybody wanted to recognize anybody at the department meeting.  I raised my hand, waited my turn, and took some deep breaths.

I’m not very good at getting Thank You cards sent out (frankly, I suck at it… 3 months later I still don’t have all of the funeral Thank You’s sent), but I genuinely appreciate everybody who has been helpful during and after John’s illness.  I’ve been disappointed in a lot of people… people who I’ve thought would be there– weren’t.  And some people who I wouldn’t have anticipated have been tremendous support.

When my turn came, I acknowledged my co-workers:  Beth, Kari, Steve, Charlie, & Taneka for everything that they’ve done.  I didn’t have things written down, so I talked off the top of my head and hoped I made some semblance of sense.  I managed to talk without crying.

I wanted them to know that it really meant a lot to me.  I know I’m forgetting some things t.  hat they did… but here are ones off the top of my head– They all came and visited John- at home or in the hospital or both.  That meant so much to him.  They all listened.  They all supported.  A lot of them babysat Nathaniel when the need arose.  Beth was there when John took his final breath.  Steve ran 5Ks on Team Smitty at both the LiveStrong Challenge and Miles for Melanoma of DE.  Steve’s daily phone calls remind me that I’m never alone and always have a friend to talk to when I need to.  Charlie helped me make it through the viewing and funeral, invited me to his church to help me heal, and probably most importantly showed me the rainbow.

Rainbow at John's viewing

Thank You!

haihai!…It’s clearly obvious I’ve had a lot time to kill lately and apart from it, I just wanna have fun blogging! So as I got home from college, I was thinking about making a couple of outfits, based on some ‘high school stereotypes’. I have not succeeded though, but had it in mind while mix and matching (a whole damn lot). Because it’s not my intention to spam feeds with pictures I figured I’d just squeeze them all together *clearly not a pretty picture* but hey, I’m lazy and I almost got sick of changing. ALMOST!…So I guess if I’d have to ‘label’ each look, I’d call (from left to right) the first, ‘tough pride girl’, second ‘awkwardly cute nerd’, third  ‘bootsie boho’ and fourth ‘artsy ballerina’. I clearly missed out the bitch-sie and the pop-sie girls but hey…there’s just so much time and patience to do this and in order to stay true to myself, I chose the ones I have a bitsie in common with. ! I do hope you like it!! On a side note, I AM SO IN LOVE WITH LAMB’S NEW HAIRS OMG!  muahs! <3 Uma

Listening to ‘Cindy Lauper – Girls just wanna have fun’

Worn (left to right) :

Hair – ‘Say – Ink’ by !lamb

Skin – ‘::CleO:: cream – Ohboi’ by Dutch Touch

Hat – ‘FUR HAT’ by LeLutka

Jacket – ‘Soft Riders (grey)’ by NINIKO

Shirt – ‘My loose tshirt . fawn’ by (Milk Motion)

Suspenders by {Kari} (scripted)

Pants – ‘Hot Cocoa Stain Jeans . dark gray’ by [SC] / Surf Couture

Boots – ‘NAU combat boots’ by <The Abyss>

Glasses – ‘Ray-band’ by (W)

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Hair – ‘Poppyseend – powder’ by !lamb

Skin – ‘Skye <Honey> Beestung’ by [PF] / Pink Fuel

Sweater – ‘Argyle Knit_Black’ by *ARAI*

Top – ‘Savoir turtleneck top silver/blue’ by Maitreya

Bowtie – ‘Bow Tie diagonal stripes black/silver’ by Adjunct

Shorts – ‘Black Tweed Half Pants’ by MNK*SHOP

Socks – ‘Check socks – black’ by HANAUTA

Shoes – ‘Low chucks’ (scripted) by AKEYO

Glasses – ‘Ducklips glasses’ (scripted) by Gritty Kitty

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Hair – ‘Say – Butterfinger’ by !lamb

Hair accessory – ‘Hair stuff (leftovers)’ by (fd)

Skin – ‘Petal [Light] April – Pure3′ by Gala Phoenix

Jacket – ‘Tweedle Dee jacket’ by Narwhal

Shirt – ‘I <3 plaid – dennis hybrid’ (old gift) by *Thimbles*

Shorts – ‘Lagoon (part of outfit)  short denims’ by :bijou

Socks – ‘Knit Knee socks  . chocolate’ by Shiny Things

Boots – ‘Cowgirl boots . beige’ by [hoorenbeek]

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Hair – ‘Say – ugly red lipstick’ by !lamb

Skin – ‘Lake – red wings (norm freckles)’ by &Bean

Shirt (under) and belt – ‘Flaming Leaves’ by Paper Couture

Corset – ‘Jasmine vest’ by Paper Couture

Skirt – ‘Signalling through the flames Mog’ by &Bean

Socks – ‘Ella stockings – natural – light brown’ by *League*

Shoes – ‘Mina flats [platinum]‘ by >TRUTH<

If what I ascertain is correct, these four girls are the main characters from Shib’s 4 stories.

Where are the men Shib!? WHERE!!??