Posts Tagged 'shoes'



Blurred Boundary

Ahuva's Steampunk ShoesAll who know me know how I feel about shoes: they are jewelry for the feet. In SL Ahuva is known for her hair and boots/shoes. In the tangible world it’s probably much the same. *grin* In that spirit, I show you my latest footwear: Oxford by Hades. (Hades used to be known as Metropolis.) I saw these shoes at a Steampunk festival in the early summer months and fell in love. I traveled out of state to find them so I could size them. *grin* When they didn’t have my size, I turned to the internet for gratification.

I know that there are those of you who say that my shoes are the reason I limp. Wrongo. Just to make it VERY clear: there is NOTHING wrong with the left foot and it wears the same shoes as the right foot. nyah, nyah, nyah. I’m so glad the weather got cool this week. I figure I’d best get in all my fav shoes before the surgery just in case….

My coworkers are the best, as I believe I’ve mentioned before. They may think (know) I’m just a little bit crazy, but they do support me in my eccentricities. Thanks to Michael for taking the pic of the shoes. Thanks to Bill and Michael for finding this song for me: Kirsty MacColl singing “In These Shoes“.

Como se puede bailar? Es un escandolo
(But the way she dances, it’s a scandal)

Burning 2011

Crap Mariner gives great gifts. He makes wonderful objects. This time it was Burning 2011. I saw that name and thought “Interesting, wonder what that MEANS exactly?” I rezzed it and oh wow, does Burning 2011 resonate in my soul. 🙂 As I’ve mentioned to a few of you, I found 2011 to be ……. challenging. I think I may post on it more, but let’s say I give it a grade of D: disillusionment, disappointment, damage. I don’t seem to be alone in this sentiment. I’m looking at Facebook, talking to other folks. It seems many people are happy to see 2011 end in the hope that 2012 will be more upbeat. As 2012 is here, whether or not it plans to be “upbeat”, all we can do is smile, take a deep breath and find the positive where we can. For me – that usually means friends and family.

Dale and I have a tradition of a New Year’s Eve dance. We believe we’ve been doing this for 4 years now, although I can only find pictorial proof of one of those years. Well, two now. *grin* I logged in and the evening began as so much of 2011 went: my mouse wasn’t working, I couldn’t drag objects to rez them, ended up wearing them, major lag on photos. Thank goodness Dale is patient, helpful and smart. Duh. Disconnect the mouse and use the keypad on the laptop. 🙂 So we went down to the water to wish the ducks a Happy New Year. Then Bamboo, Dale and I set fire to 2011 to let it end in a blaze of glory, even if most of it was more gory than glory.

We headed out for a dance. Noma Falta was doing a show at the Party Barge and there we met up with Daez and Dz. After hugs and kisses all around, we settled in to dance. (We were racing the clock, as I was expecting RL guests in just 2 hours.) Ahh, Tradition. This is a lovely tradition. I started the evening rattled and discombobulated but taking the time to dance with Dale, Daez and Dz (oh hey – maybe a grade of D is a GOOD thing when it’s THAT threesome. *smile*) I calmed down. Noma was great as usual. There was a good size crowd at the Party Barge.

Then it was time for partying in my atomic life. This is another tradition and these are friends and family who have been gathering together for years, in MANY seasons. My sister was there and although we both had selected black pants for the evening, we differ a bit on footwear. Can you guess which are MY feet??? I’m sorry that the angle is what it is – you can’t really see that those spikey heels are a good 5 inches high. I LOVE those shoes: feathers, glitter, heels, shine. What more can a gal want in a shoe?

Who Loves Me?

OMG!!! The last 12 hours have seen an influx of unexpected gifts in my life. One is easily explained. *grin* My husband was multi-tasking, doing things in a hurry and shipped our gift to his mother to OUR house. *laughing* I KNEW the free shipping was too good to be true. Then there was this little box for me – a Chanukah gift. A candy-coated caramel apple from Amy’s Gourmet Apples along w/ 4 chocolate truffles. No card. I called Amy’s to find out the name of my benefactor. They said there was a piece of paper included that said “Fulfillment Center”. Well, yes, but what does that MEAN???? Apparently it’s some bank or other company program. You accumulate points, can pick a gift with those points and either claim the gift for yourself or send it to someone else. I seem to be the someone else, but I have no idea who to thank for the generous thought and yummy gift.

This morning I logged into SL and received a box from Xstreet SL: A Magic Box from Mahalee Breen – the Machinista All Red Viewer 2.          OMG!!!!! LOOK AT THEM!!!!!!! AREN’T THEY GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!!! They are from Carmen’s Shoes.

Who loves me??? Who do I thank? Yet again – no card was included. And I LOVE LOVE LOVE them!!!!!! Oh I WANT these shoes in EVERY life I lead. Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!

Combined Passion

Many many many thanks to Fricker who found THIS wonderful website: chocolate shoes! Dark chocolate with high heels!!!! What a WIN!!!

and just think….. the holidays are coming, Ahuva day is coming in March. *grin*

Mood Elevation

Nothing like a new pair of shoes to change my perspective….

Appearances Matter

I wrote this post a few days ago, before the LL price hike announcement. Maybe this is a good time to post this, maybe this is terrible timing. I’m not really sure. But this post explains one of the reasons why I like being in SL and why I view it as a positive experience, despite the occasional blip.

Reading through endless blogs and following links, I ended up back on Hamlet Au’s blog. He mentioned the Stanford Study, research done in 2006 by Nick Yee. The study was way more than I could handle in my greatly-fatigued state, so I am relying on Au’s summary. Basically, and I am copying this directly from Au’s blog: Yee “found that people using physically attractive avatars tend to exhibit more self-confidence, both in-world… and in the real world.” I’m no scientist/psychologist/expert, but I am a human being. 🙂 And I’d have to say that my own experience supports Yee’s conclusions.

My father died 2 years ago. Although it was not unexpected, it was traumatic. I aged years overnight. I felt that I had become the front-line troops. That the security and well-being of my entire family depended on ME. Everyone in the family suffered greatly when we lost my father. Many emotions and issues surfaced. I realized that I had to grow up emotionally and psychologically or my life and my marriage were going to spiral down into depths from which they might never recover. I’ve already directed you to Botgirl Questi’s blog and her mention of Byron Katie. I am not familiar with Katie myself, but judging from Botgirl’s comments, the philosophy sounds much like the one I managed to embrace and internalize. There is no question that I was able to save my sanity (and thereby my health and the well-being of my family) by changing the way I look at life.

I have learned to really like myself. I have learned to look at others and accept them for who they are and what they are and to throw away my demands of what they “should do/be”. (Okay, my dear son – this does NOT apply to you – I am your mother. I have a FULL set of expectations for YOU and your behavior. Sorry. That’s my job! 🙂 ) Anyway, the point here is that I have reached a stage where I like who I am. And yet…. I still have issues left from those wonderful teen-age years. 🙂 C’mon – we all do. 🙂 But I have discovered SL.

Here in SL I can choose what parts of my RL existence are emphasized and which are played down. Ahuva is me, I am Ahuva. There is no difference. One of my SL friends has great difficulty believing that I am so “immersed”. I’m not really immersed. I simply am. But let’s face it. Ahuva NEVER wakes up with any physical aches or pains or zits or other aggravations. Ahuva’s clothes fit perfectly, or all it takes is a mild edit. She can dance all night in stiletto heels and look fresh and relaxed and pay no price the next day. Ahuva and I both react to stress by buying more boots. 🙂

Since Ahuva IS me, since she is doing what I like to do, being who I am, Ahuva is inside of me in RL. I walk about and I am She and She is Me. I walk like Ahuva. I feel the same confidence in me that Ahuva exhibits when she moves about inworld. I feel a lot of that buried teen-age angst dissolving. As Ahuva’s appearance has been tweaked and modified, so has my RL appearance. I hear again and again from people about how “great” I look. I look and sound younger. I have much more energy and excitement than I’ve had in years. I look hot. LOL (You GO girl!! ) I’ve lost weight. I went back to wearing my hair a different style. I have a picture posted on my social network that shows us side by side. 🙂 We are NOT identical, but everyone sees the similarity, the connection. (And Ahuva’s profile has been updated too – forced her to be a little more honest about what she was doing inworld 🙂 ) I was doing okay before SL. But Ahuva and I together – we are really quite a team.

Channelling Imelda Marcos

Confession time. I channel Imelda Marcos. I LOVE shoes. I REALLY LOVE boots. Now in FL sometimes atomic reality interferes with these loves. My foot and the shoe aren’t compatible. My wallet and the shoe aren’t compatible. But in SL – oh, I am in boot and shoe heaven!!!! I was prancing about in my brand new Lola boots the other day, having agonized over which pair would be my treat for that particular shopping trip. My friend S pointed out that for $20 I could buy most all the boots and shoes I wanted. I said that I understood that but she was SUPPOSED to be admiring my self-restraint! She laughed and ask Why self-restraint? I told her because it was good practice. 🙂 More importantly – buying boots is like eating fine chocolate. You want to savor the experience. You want to taste every last little molecule. You don’t want to blunt the effect by hurling some other sensation on top of the chocolate sensation. Mmmmmm. Draw it out. Enjoy it. Let it linger on your tongue. Same with boots. 🙂 Get one new pair. Buy an outfit to show off the new boots. Wander about. Strike a pose. Dance. Make those boots one with yourself. 🙂 Oh yes, my boots are akin to a spiritual experience as well as a totally sybaritic pleasure. Shoes are good too, don’t get me wrong, but to REALLY make my day – give me a new pair of boots!!!

So now I wake each morning and I want to wear Ahuva’s boots!!!! I look in my closet and there are boots, but they are not as nice as HER boots!!!! I want my SL boots in RL!!!!! I NEED my SL boots in RL!!! I can’t stand this deprivation anymore!!! I WILL succeed! If I don’t respond to your emails or IM’s or your phone calls you know where I am – I am googling boots! 🙂


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