Liliana is one of those creators that popped on the scene while I was lost in Role Play fashion mode and I am glad I discovered her brand.  Along with a great fashion esthetic, Liliana is an absolute gem when it comes to customer service. I was having the worst time getting the red necklace to rez for me and I really, really wanted to photograph the red set *cries*.  I contacted Lilie about it and lo and behold, she fixed the problem for me!  Responsiveness to concerns with purchases builds brand loyality and Lilie was top notch in this area for sure.  Yay Lilie and thank you, thank you, thank you again!

So teleport now to Etheria 2 to check out Lilie and Dakota’s ensemble along with all the other collaborations for this wonderful event!

Body
Hair:  booN BDK113 hair chestnut
Skin:  -Belleza- Lily Pale red Xmas Gift

Outfit
Whippet & Buck – Barr None Lingerie Set RED for Etheria 2

Accessories
undefined lilies – holly is manifold (red) for Etheria 2

Poses
Olive Juice
oOo Poses

Location
Noctis Swamp house in the Bayou, New Toulouse Bayou

Etheria is particularly intriguing for me since it involves a collaboration between a jeweler and a clothing designer that results in themed look that blends together perfectly.  The previous Etheria and the current one as well  both have a role-play feel to them so of course it is right up my alley.  This year’s event is called Painted Ladies which Mouse Mimistrobell describes as follows:

The theme is, “Painted Ladies.” What is a painted lady? In the American Old West, during the gold rush era, there was a group of men called, the ‘49ers, who swarmed the sierra nevada mountains of California in a reckless search for gold! The truth of this era is that the people who made the most money were the services that supported the gold rush, specifically, those who sold shovels and mules. In addition there was a class of women who also supported the minors, in a rather bold fashion. These woman were labeled by the the minors with names such as “ladies of the line” and “sporting women, while the cowboys dubbed them “soiled doves.” Other nicknames for these women, who were as much a part of the Old West as were the outlaws, cowboys and miners, were “scarlet ladies,” fallen angels,” “frail sisters,” “fair belles,” and “painted ladies,” among dozens of others. In short though these were women who sold their bodies for money. While these woman did indeed sell their bodies, there is a certain boldness and fascination about them, when you look at the old pictures of their dress and style.

For today’s post I am featuring the ensemble designed by Mouse Mimistrobell of Dark Mouse and Sienia Trevillion of Lark! In my eyes the pairing of these two designers always results in something absolutely exquisite.  The dress, the jewels, the way they meld together design wise makes me never want to take this look off!

So visit Etheria 2 now for not only this ensemble but also from the following pairings:

Kesseret Steeplechase, MIAO and Sanura Snowpaw, Somnia

Caroline Apollo, Caroline’s Jewelry and Anessa Stine, DCNY

Lola Heinrichs, Lolapop and Allegory Malaprop, Schadenfreude

Liliana Barrs, Undefined Lilies and Dakota Buck, Whippet & Buck

For more detail, visit Mouse’s post here:  Mouse Mimistrobell, and Sienia Trevellion, Lark!

Body
Hair:  ::Exile:: Callisto:Midnight
Skin:  *League* Sia Pale Ruby -Cleavage

Outfit
Lark – Etheria2 – Bedroom Eyes

Accessories
Dark Mouse My Lady Love Bracelet for Etheria 2

Shoes
Slink Glitter Peeptoes Black

Poses
PDA

Location
Humanoid

There Ella stood for almost an hour watching the people TP in and out, spending their time trying on various items and demos. At one point she even caught sight of her friend Arica Storaro, a new blogger on the scene, trying on a demo from what she believed to be a hair from Ploom. Ella smiled and thought about how these little moments in Second Life make all the difference – the value of the quiet moments should be allowed to supersede the value of the dramatic and noisy ones. It has been a five-year journey for Elle, alongside her other selves, and her hope is to have many more small moments like this in the coming year.

Happy Winter Moments Everyone!

Body
Hair: Clawtooth by Clawtooth: Beg Your Pardon – Orange you glad
Skin: *League* Skin Sia Medium -Bloom

Outfit
{mon tissu} Fur Trimmed Coat – Grey (I found it at their Celoe branch)
sur+ [baobab] dress

Accessories
Earrings from .:GSpot:. Terra soil
Harm’s Way Brown Cowboy Hat with Feather

Shoes
[Gos] Slouch Boots – FESTIVE 4 PACK (KittyCats Advent Calendar Gift)

Poses
Long Awkward Pose

Location
Atomic Island

And thus begins the Game of Thrones………

I am starting to explore other genre’s of role-play in Second Life. Now, I haven’t left Gor all together – just taking a break till the right sim comes around (I will finish publishing my Gorean story I started this fall for anyone who cares LOL).  For the time being though I am making a home in two “Game of Thrones aka Songs of Ice and Fire” themed sims: Westeros and King’s Landing.  The Role Play is very immersive and more challenging than I found in Gor but so far I am having a blast!

In terms of the blog I am probably going to move away from Role Play as the primary focus and make it more about, well my SL world.  I have a few new interests in my SLife I would like to share with others – a few a bit more mainstream also. Plus I am missing the theme of Lizzie Lexington’s old blog “The Virtual Adventures of Lizzie” and my plan is to go back to that.

So I am sure most of you haven’t a clue what I am talking about regarding The Virtual Adventures of Lizzie. Well it was a blog I created almost three years ago now and it was more of a picture book blog. Basically I would take a few photos and come up with a story about what Lizzie did that day.  Most of it was humorous, with a splash of drama now and then (whoops) but really this blog was really the beginning of my role play life. I wrote largely in third person also, and well, some people got freaked out about that! They found it creepy and odd – some even questioned my mental stability because of it, LOL.  But it was a fun blog and a fun theme so my hope is to return to that a bit.  Drama, though, will be avoided at all costs though because right now my SLife is really about fun.  So stay tuned my friends……

Body
Hair: ::Exile:: Madison:Sunset
Skin: *League* Sia Pale Apricot

Outfit
.:GSpot:. Chantal grunge

Accessories
Dark Mouse I’m in the Mood Earring – Copper
!Ohmai for Collabor88 – A Lil’ Foxy (Red Fox)

Shoes
Zaara : Ilaida Mojri *tan*

Poses
Olive Juice

Location
Westeros – The Red Keep

It was well past the 20th Ahn and the sweet song of slumber had yet to fill my ears. It was like this every night since Silus’s death a few weeks past now. I would toss and turn until I was almost incoherent before I could finally fall asleep. Soon after Tina was sold, I began to spend my evenings with him in his bedroom and I had never been happier.  But since his untimely journey to the City of Dust, I refused to go into his room for any reason.  Instead I would retire to my old room, alone, with only my thoughts of that last night we shared at the Sardar to keep me company.

Our children were now twenty-six and twenty-five Gorean years.  Liesl, my daughter and eldest child, was in her fourth year of companionship to a man of Ko-Ro-Ba’s most prominent house of the Caste of Warriors, and had two babes of her own.  Our son, Aleksandar, was now in Ar learning the textile distribution side of our House business, along with enjoying the life of a well-to-do young man in the city.  He returned home immediately when he received word of Silus’s death and begged me to allow him to stay behind in Ko-Ro-Ba to protect me, but I would not have it.  I demanded that he return to Ar to watch out for our business interests there since our House was now vulnerable, and also, so his Uncle could groom him to eventually take his place as a leader of the House.  Aleksandar was the eldest male child of the Head of House thus it was expected he would play a major role in the family business.

Liesl had been staying with me in the house since her father’s death along with my true Mother and my Merchant Mum. The women of the family had banded together after the tragedy – regardless of caste differences – to support me in this time of need. We knew as women we were vulnerable without a man in our life and with the death of Silus, the women of the family surrounded me as sign of loyalty and protection.  Often times, this protective stance among women transcended position and caste and the signs were so subtle that the men of our world may not recognize it.

My days were filled with activities with the women in my life, their laughter and presence a joy to me in my time of need.  During the day when alone, I threw myself into my work, sketching and sewing, as I tried my best to block out the pain inside me. But at night, I could not escape – I felt more alone than I ever had been. My sadness would take over as I would lie there alone in the furs. This particular night was seemingly no different than any other as I lost myself in my thoughts of him and that magical night in the Sardar.  Nevertheless, I would soon learn that was not the case.

To Be Continued…..

I smiled and glanced at Tina “What do you think Tina? Should we oblige her?” I looked her coyly, “Remember what happened the last time we visited her.”
Tina nodded “Yes, I do and I never got the black wine stains out of my tunic. But she does offer good coin, Mistress.” She smirked and began writing the appointment down in our schedule. “Should I include our customary, um, shall I say fee we have established for clients of her…caliber?”

I laughed heartily at her comment, turning my gaze to Silus. He was looking at me intently in the way that normally would make me uncomfortable. But as of late, I began to not mind his lavicious glances in my direction. I leaned in his direction, my undone hair cascading about my shoulders. I was seated quite close to him at his desk to overlook some documents he was working on. “What do you think Silus? Is The Bitch fee appropriate in this case?” I said in a playful tone, my eyes meeting his.

Silus leaned over as well, his lips brushing my cheek for a moment. He pulled back slightly and said “Why yes my Lady. I think The Bitch fee is quite in order for THIS Ubara.” We both laughed and simultaneously reached out to touch each other’s hand, looking deep to each other’s eyes. After seemingly an ehn or so, we pulled apart and both moved our gaze to Tina. There she sat in silence just staring at us, wide eyed, her mouth agape. An uncomfortable feeling fell over the room and then we all returned to our work in silence.

A hand or so later, Tina begged of me to be sold.

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See..not all panther girls are emo, angsty, angry women who can’t find a decent hair brush to save their lives while living in the woods.  Some are actually happy and like to show it now and then.

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Sometimes a Panther Girl may even stop to smell the roses – or feed a Tabuk.  Happy hunting all!

Body
Hair:  [e] Elikatira Little – Red 05
Skin:  *League* Skin Sia Medium -Bloom

Outfit
oyakin*fur* white
* May’s Soul* cormina green
*BOOM* Feel Free Shorts (clay)

Accessories
LR Weapons Outlaw Belt
LR Weapons Mythotin Bow
Centipede Spear *Pilo* Sheath

Shoes
Boots from * May’s Soul* panther scout

Poses
Del May

Location
Napoktan Tribal Lands

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“Mummy, do you like Tina,” Liesl asked me one night as I was putting her to bed.  She was now a grown up 7 year old Gorean girl or so she thought in the way she was starting to ask questions it seems. “Why do you ask my Ubara?” I replied. I called my childen Ubar and Ubara affectionately because in may ways at the tender ages of six and seven, they did rule my world in my ways. “Well,” she said as she looked up at me, “I just wondered because at night she goes into daddy’s room and well you do not.  So I wondered if you didn’t like her because of that.” She looked at me a moment, a questioning look on ther face. “Why does she do that, Mummy?

I laughed soflty as I looked at my daughter’s face, innocent and full of wonder.  How could I answer this question she is posing of me now. She is so young and life to her is full of promise, adventure and fantasies which is how it should be in the world of a seven year old girl. Did I dare tell her now the realities of things as a woman in Gor and the difficulties she might face when it is time for her to come to terms with the fact that her life choices may not be hers to make.    question.

I smiled while I brushed a wisp of hair from her eyes. “Liesl there are some things in life that are difficult to explain to your right now, ” I said hesitantly as I looked into her innocent eyes. “But I guess one could say that in Gor there are two types of women:  Those that are ‘Tinas’ and those that are ‘Mummies’.”

I stood up from the bed and walked over to her shelf full of dolls and other stuffed creatured.  I brought back two of the dolls, one with yellow yarn hair and the other brown.  I sat back on the bed and placed the dolls on the bed next to me. Picking up the brown haired doll, I smiled at held it out towards her “The ‘Mummies” are in charge of the house of the Daddy, making it beautiful, filling it up with children and taking care of things in the house.  Sometimes Mummies also work such as I do, creating and making things for the Daddy’s business or just helping Daddy run it better.”  Setting the brown haired doll down gently, I picked up the yellow yarn haired doll, gently stroking the yarn as I spoke. “Now the Tinas of the world,” I said a bit more softly, “are in charge of making the Daddies of Gor happy – taking care of them in othe ways the Mummy cannot.”

I paused as she opened her mouth to speak. “Are all Tinas slaves?” she said quietly. “Yes my Ubara. For the most part they are,” I replied.

“Are most Tinas not allowed to do what you do?” She asked softly.

“What do you mean my child?” I replied.

“Well you get to draw dresses all day. Then make one pretty dress. Then tell the ladies in the shop to make more. Then you get to count all the pretty gold coins and buy things.” she said excitedly. “Do the Tinas get to do that?”

Chuckling at her enthusiasm I said to her, “Well a few do but most I am afraid, do not.  Only if their Master allows it to be so.”  I paused as I contemplated my words carefully.  “It is the will of their owner f they are ever allowed to draw or to work or even to sew.”

She looked at me with her mouth agape “So the Tinas do not choose what they do most of the time?”

“They do as their owner says my child,” I replied.  “They are only allowed as much freedom as their Master chooses,”

“Hmm,” she said as she shifted her head a bit to the right. “Do most Mummies hate the Tinas?” she said sweetly, “I know my friend Cara’s Mummy doesn’t like her daddy’s Tina.”  I laughed softly and looked in the direction of the door for an ihn or two before answering. “Yes, Liesl.  I am afraid most Mummies hate the Tinas because they are something a Mummy cannot be.”

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I was quiet for a moment as I once again brushed awy an errant hair in front of her eyes. “But to answer your original question, I do like Tina because she puts my mind at ease about certain things in my life. Things that you to young to understand yet, my child.”

I stroked her hair gently as she looked up the ceiling in silence. As she turned her eyes back towards me she said quietly “Mummy, will I be a Tina or a Mummy when I am grown?”  Her eyes were filled with concern and her lip began to quiver. Placing a finger on her lips which is what I did to let her know it was time for her to be silent. “I am afraid I cannot answer that question my Ubara because in our world our fates lay in the hands of the Daddies around us.”

I ran my hand softly down bothe sides her face then leaned over to dim the light. “Mummy,” she said quietly “Might I go to work with you tomorrow?”

I was suprised at her request since she had never asked in the past to go to the shop with me, willingly. “Why of course you may, Liesl. But why the sudden interest in my shop?” I said.”

“Well Mummy,” she replied “Perhaps if I learn to draw like you when I grow up I will be a Mummy and not a Tina.”

Dumbfounded at her question, I just sat there looking at her, not having a single clue how to respond. So instead, I leaned over and kissed her goodnight then rose from the bed to leave.  When I reached the door, I stopped and glanced back at Liesl. My face was cheerful and strong when our eyes met but inside I was filled with fear -  not only for my daughter but for myself and what may lie ahead for both of us.

Body
Hair: [e] Elikatira Vivid – Red 04
Skin:  *League* Sia Medium Bloom

Outfit
[knickknack] Matilda peasant dress BLUE
{mon tissu} Favorite Wool Tights ~ Heather Gray

Accessories
Dark Mouse I’m in the Mood Necklace – Silver

Shoes
ViGo – Ballet Flats tan

Poses
Reasonable Desires

Location
Tarnwald – BTB Merc Town