Second Life relationships

Had a bit of a tiff with the BF, and apparently he was too upset to think to send me flowers, chocolates or a Nicky Ree dress. Instead, he sought a darker solution and sent me these photos of his angst (reprinted with his permission, of course).

Stax sought out a wasteland filled with toxic gases, and there contemplated his foolish mistake - and his destiny.

In despair, feeling he could never make amends, he suddenly leapt the rail and plunged to his death!

It was not a pretty sight as the elements took what was left  of Stax.

Well I got to giggling so much over the second photo, where he’s diving head-first into the abyss, and the offense was so clueless, that I decided I better salvage the remains. So I asked my friend Devi Moonbeam to work a bit of fae magic to bring Stax back to life. (She’s a California fairy, so you’ll have to excuse her unorthodox methods.)

As untraditional as Devi’s methods are, they are effective! And here’s Stax, good as new, dancing with me a couple days later.

All photos except the one of Devi were taken at the Court of Inspiration. The one of Devi was taken in a highly secret location!

Devi’s using the Elste Handy Dandy Emoticon Wand that everyone has been raving about on the blogs for weeks and is available for free at Rivendell.

Devi is also wearing the new group gift from Evie’s Closet. Don your group tag and tp over to pick it up. And STAY in that group, for heaven’s sake. Evie’s Closet gives some of the loveliest gifts in SL, and gives them often!

My ex informed me he can tell when I’m online by looking at my profile. Oh, great. Trying to figure out how to make that bit of info go dark. IM me in world if you know!

I hopped over to Redgrave this morning cause someone in one of the fashion groups mentioned there seemed to be a heck of a lot of escorts there, and I was hoping to get a photo of prim boobs and body oil for the blog - you know, a man pretending to be a woman in SL. Well, there were a few scantily clad avis around, but the most interesting character was this fellow ogling them. You notice we don’t black out the eyes in a “Glamour Don’t” tribute like the more high-market SL Fashion Police, because here, well, we’re Shameless.

You don’t see many characters like this in SL, where every geek has a muscled avi. But of course, he then proceeded to try to pick me up! It figures. Mmmmm, how tempting!

I can’t figure it out. Is there something about me that attracts this type?  If there’s a loser around, I’ll attract him, as witness my last two SL years with a loser who is now with a newbie avatar who is so brain dead she thinks emo is cool. [Rolls eyes.] Yes, Hans, I know about Huberta. If I were you, I’d be a whole lot more concerned with what I know about your real life relationship.

The Limits to Supporting a Second Life Shoe Addiction

Dear Shameless,

I have made my virtual living working in Second Life nightclubs as a Second Life exotic dancer for over a year. I’ve worked in many clubs in SL, from Arsheba and Elements at Goddess of Love to smaller ones. As you can imagine, this is a hard row to hoe (so to speak). But I do my best, and smile and chat up the customers. I’m good at what I do, and I make the club owners much more money than most. I will confess to you that I’m a Second Life shoe addict, and I need to support my shameful habit.

But here is my problem. Every time I log into SL, I get a stage call to come in and work! I mean it is unrelenting! One small club owner used to even IM me directly, not through the group channel, demanding I come in to work, when I had only logged on to check my mail! If I do not go in, I am still expected to answer. Now that in itself is intrusive. What if every time you were cuddling up to your honey or at a movie, your work called you and you had to take the call and talk to them? I mean EVERY #%@$!#!&*! TIME!

I’m also worn down by the demands that I not only host events but that I provide the prizes! I should pay to work? They don’t seem to care about my seasonally heavy RL work demands and threaten to suspend me if I can’t host events AND work at least an hour a day taking off my virtual clothes!

Now I don’t know how YOU pay your RL mortgage, but I can’t sink that kind of time into SL to make a few linden and lose thousands in RL income.

What to do? Must I give up my SL lifestyle?

Seething Second Life Stripper

Dear Seething,

Hahahaha! Are you kidding me? Honey, you need to get out of there!

Although if a club hires you, they do expect to see you now and again, please remember that there are some Second Life club owners who have no lives and are living in trailer parks on welfare. (I didn’t say all, so don’t send me letters or start handing torches out to the villagers.) To them, their Second Life club is the “be all, end all” of their lives! If I was on call 24/7, I’d be charging one hell of a retainer, and it sure wouldn’t be paid in linden! So if you have real life work to do, get to it and leave SL for play.

You may want to consider leaving your virtual life of sin to design Second Life clothes or shapes or pogo sticks. At least you can do it when it’s convenient for you. Or open your own club, then you be the one who treats people like slaves!

As for your Second Life shoe habit, it’s not shameful! Be shameless like me! Flaunt your love of pixelated shoes!

That’s all the Second Life Shameless Gossip advice for today!

Best of luck to you!

Shameless Gossipgirl