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Hi!
I'm Kitty, I'm bright and bubbly and just dying to meet you. I enjoy walks in the park, candlelit dinners and extreme bondage. Oh and my names not Willow.
Like an inlaw, dragged into some sort of family tradition that involves singing Des O'Connor songs and flaying cats where said inlaw merely sits quietly in the corner wondering what they let themselves in for, I have been hauled kicking and screaming into the Willow and Willow show. These crazed sisters seem to think that I, Kitty Lalonde, have large quantities of utter shite in my inventory... The freaks!
Anyhoo...
The dress I'm wearing is a fine example of the word of Theodore Pantaloose, a late 19th century fashion designer, who excelled in creating glamarous evening gowns from his grandmothers carpet. The hair is vintage and the wonderful use of flexi prims means the wildly swirling, in no apparent breeze, rats tails of hair keep not only flies away but also any eligible bachelors that may attempt to woo you with chocolates and 24 hour foreplay. Which as you can imagine is a huge bonus on top of looking beautiful.
I love love LOVE this skin too, it gives your face the haughty anger of a skagless junky, juxtaposed with the trained blurry mice, who have sprinkled their droppings across your cheeks before lying down in a haphazard fashion above your eyes.
All in all I could EAT this ensemble as it is so YUMMY!
I'm Kitty, I'm bright and bubbly and just dying to meet you. I enjoy walks in the park, candlelit dinners and extreme bondage. Oh and my names not Willow.
Like an inlaw, dragged into some sort of family tradition that involves singing Des O'Connor songs and flaying cats where said inlaw merely sits quietly in the corner wondering what they let themselves in for, I have been hauled kicking and screaming into the Willow and Willow show. These crazed sisters seem to think that I, Kitty Lalonde, have large quantities of utter shite in my inventory... The freaks!
Anyhoo...
The dress I'm wearing is a fine example of the word of Theodore Pantaloose, a late 19th century fashion designer, who excelled in creating glamarous evening gowns from his grandmothers carpet. The hair is vintage and the wonderful use of flexi prims means the wildly swirling, in no apparent breeze, rats tails of hair keep not only flies away but also any eligible bachelors that may attempt to woo you with chocolates and 24 hour foreplay. Which as you can imagine is a huge bonus on top of looking beautiful.
I love love LOVE this skin too, it gives your face the haughty anger of a skagless junky, juxtaposed with the trained blurry mice, who have sprinkled their droppings across your cheeks before lying down in a haphazard fashion above your eyes.
All in all I could EAT this ensemble as it is so YUMMY!
Oh HAI
Herro!
I'm Willis and I am the lesser of the two tat sisters (simply because I haven't the willpower for hunts if they contain more than one location and 2 boxes :P). I regular just lob various folders on at once and see what happens and it's not always pretty. As I said to my dear Sissles earlier.. We don't hate your clothes, people.... We hate what we do with them! It's very easy to look good and bad in SL, but is it that easy to ADMIT you look bad, even if it is by randomly throwing various folders on? I don't think it is...
So here we are, for your viewing pleasure... please humour us, we're nice, sane people, really (well... at least one of us is sane :D).
I don't quite remember how this outfit happened, I believe I'd been lucky chair hunting/freebie gathering and this is the fruit of my labours... Could I *BE* anymore mismatched? I actually really like the shirt, and the skin (and that bitch took forever for me to find a bloody fortune buddy, trust me!) and I'm not quite sure what's going on with the pants, was it a skirt base? Where did that necklace sneak in from??? I really should organise my inventory properly, but for now.. the ***HUNT folder shall be suitable for amusement value, oh yes.
I think throwing random folders on should be an SL pastime, srsly.
I'm Willis and I am the lesser of the two tat sisters (simply because I haven't the willpower for hunts if they contain more than one location and 2 boxes :P). I regular just lob various folders on at once and see what happens and it's not always pretty. As I said to my dear Sissles earlier.. We don't hate your clothes, people.... We hate what we do with them! It's very easy to look good and bad in SL, but is it that easy to ADMIT you look bad, even if it is by randomly throwing various folders on? I don't think it is...
So here we are, for your viewing pleasure... please humour us, we're nice, sane people, really (well... at least one of us is sane :D).
I don't quite remember how this outfit happened, I believe I'd been lucky chair hunting/freebie gathering and this is the fruit of my labours... Could I *BE* anymore mismatched? I actually really like the shirt, and the skin (and that bitch took forever for me to find a bloody fortune buddy, trust me!) and I'm not quite sure what's going on with the pants, was it a skirt base? Where did that necklace sneak in from??? I really should organise my inventory properly, but for now.. the ***HUNT folder shall be suitable for amusement value, oh yes.
I think throwing random folders on should be an SL pastime, srsly.
The Queen of Tat
Ever since an early shopping experience, after which I landed at home to proudly show off to Willis a hairdo that looked like a lampshade and an outfit most bag ladies would shun (Boho my arse), I've been cultivating a certain notoriety for the wonders I can pull out of my inventory.
It's all down to the many, many freebie hunts I insist on taking part in. Nearly 5 years later, I'm still refusing to accept that the majority are a waste of time - as we ALL know, not everything you pick up on a hunt is going to be a good idea, there's always a surprising amount of absolute tat in the mix, interspersed with the odd pretty thing to squirrel away.
I don't really help matters with my Tat Unpacking Method. Just before Christmas I determinedly trawled the grid to complete the POE hunt - and then left all 400 globes in a folder until last night, knowing exactly what a task I was facing. I was right, it took me all night and I'm still only on the 336th globe.
The methodology is as follows: open box, add entire folder to self (particularly entertaining when it contains a posing stand or boxed item), stare in disbelief, move on to next box.
Items are therefore not removed until I unpack something with which to replace them, leading to some enviable combinations.
So it's not really that everything I gather is tat - some of it is actually quite nice. It's more that I have a very unique take on styling it. Or not styling it, if we're going to be honest. The feed is far too full of good outfitting sense, what about those of us who throw everything on at once, appearance be damned?
Which led dear Kitty to set up this blog, giving us somewhere to showcase our fashionista style. We have plenty to work with among the clutter of our inventories - from years ago, from the last trip to the shops and, of course, from all the mistakes we're going to make in the future.
Tat: obsessing over it is a talent.
It's all down to the many, many freebie hunts I insist on taking part in. Nearly 5 years later, I'm still refusing to accept that the majority are a waste of time - as we ALL know, not everything you pick up on a hunt is going to be a good idea, there's always a surprising amount of absolute tat in the mix, interspersed with the odd pretty thing to squirrel away.
I don't really help matters with my Tat Unpacking Method. Just before Christmas I determinedly trawled the grid to complete the POE hunt - and then left all 400 globes in a folder until last night, knowing exactly what a task I was facing. I was right, it took me all night and I'm still only on the 336th globe.
The methodology is as follows: open box, add entire folder to self (particularly entertaining when it contains a posing stand or boxed item), stare in disbelief, move on to next box.
Items are therefore not removed until I unpack something with which to replace them, leading to some enviable combinations.
So it's not really that everything I gather is tat - some of it is actually quite nice. It's more that I have a very unique take on styling it. Or not styling it, if we're going to be honest. The feed is far too full of good outfitting sense, what about those of us who throw everything on at once, appearance be damned?
Which led dear Kitty to set up this blog, giving us somewhere to showcase our fashionista style. We have plenty to work with among the clutter of our inventories - from years ago, from the last trip to the shops and, of course, from all the mistakes we're going to make in the future.
Tat: obsessing over it is a talent.
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