Schadenfreude Hot Pink Striped Pants
This morning, I woke up to find that eight folders worth of leggings were stuck (absolutely unequivocally stuck) at the top level of my inventory folder next to "inventory" and "library". I'd put these items into a "leggings" folder (now gone!) because today's post theme is -- leggings! My criteria for a legging was: (1) On the underpants layer, (2) Meant to be either inner or outer wear, (3) Footless, and (4) Fabric more interesting than glitch pants. Here are a few that I found in my inventory last night...
Kyoot Army Aya Capri Tights - group gift at Christmas
Speaking of inventory, I get completely OCD twitchy when my folders are out of place. Sure, I have messy inventory like everyone else, but my 23K worth of items are all crammed into various subdirectories so that I can pretend I have a semblance of order. As I was saying to Serenity last night (she's interviewing me for GLAM), Matrix-esque program glitches are an indication that we're living in a program, and unsettling moments such as that disturb my carefully constructed Second Life "reality." Folders! Out of place! That means I live in an imaginary world where anything is possible!
*Petit Ange* *an* knit_tights in deep pink
I cleared cache to no avail, and then I put in a help desk plea. Isn't it strange how much we rely upon other people to help us live our Second Life? It's almost like a first life in this regard. I mean, I can't fix pipes, although I'd love to learn how. I guess the Buddhist philosophy is most true when you look at life as an interconnected network. Buddha says that we're all one consciousness. At the end of it all, we're one being, split off into an enormous number of parts for a limited amount of time. Attaining unity with our original self is our goal. (Why do I know this? My mama's Thai, I'm Buddhist by birth, although I'm currently hanging out with Unitarians.)
Sn@tch Cry Baby Girl Group Freebie, diffused cloud leggings
Religious or not, Second Life makes it easy to see how we're interconnected. One programmer's glitch sends ripples through our entire world, and everything is different because of it. Ideas, too -- someone creates a lovely hair and people buy it, make paons to it, send it up... Interacting with people is like this too. If I didn't have people I could sleepily blather at in the morning in SL, I'm not sure I'd be able to find a point to it. SL extends the network of my life and enables me to connect, regain some of my original one-ness with the Buddha (or whatever you wanna call it).
/Fuel / Star mania leggings
OH RIGHT. THIS IS A FASHION BLOG. I'm wearing a number of leggings. I like leggings because they fit under boots, although I'm trying my best in this post to not hide them under my usual slew of belts, boots, and jacket layers. I especially like leggings when designers do fun things with them, like embroider them with stars, or use brocaded fabric.
How can I possibly sum up a post that went from inventory issues to existential unity to leggings? I'm not sure. Perhaps the final lesson is that when one procrastinates grading, it is still there.
Other outfit details:
***Hair: Gritty Kitty: Scene - white streak
***Skin: Fancy Fairy Morgaine Skin Goth Ashes
***Jacket: [SC] Surf Couture - Mona Jacket w/ Tank - White -- group freebie
***Collar and cuffs: ::Violet Voltaire:: Gank Collar in white with black stitching
***Shoes: /Fuel / Bella Courts from the ravenwear hunts