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I was in the middle of writing another blog entry, and then I'm interrupted — in the best possible way. Well, that entry will have to wait for another day (and by then, I'll likely have something stacked on top of that 'cuz I'm in such a writing mood). I'm a devoted enjoyee of Synchronicity, a word that shouldn't be capitalized, but will be for my purposes. Yesterday, I was mulling around with the idea of doing a FASHION DAY ever since my wardrobe as Torley Jr. has expanded, exponentially. Also, building on my last blog entry feat. Launa's Lady Poison dress. So, travelling forth with that notion, I stepped inworld today to take a lot of pictures.

JUST as I'm about to do so, I see something being sent to my Inventory… and I'm like "OMG!!! WHAT A TRIP!!!" The "crusty yet benign" textilewizard known as?Chip Midnight just sent me one of his new bodysuits… in my FAVE WATERMELON COLORS! Flashback to a few days ago, where I was admiring his work and told him: now that I'm Torley Jr., I fancy his female fashions but need something that's me, you know what I mean? (In addition to this, consider the fact I got a pair of white panties from him and retinted them glowing pink.) Good vibes all the way; I can't help but fly to Freelon to Chip's store and snap off some pix ASAP.?THANK YOU GRACIOUSLY, CHIP!!!

—> LOOK. AT. THAT. BOOTY.
ACTUALLY, DON'T! THAT'S MY DAUGHTER, YOU PERVOID!

Next comes the part where I banter with the delightful, adorable Toy LaFollette, and ask her about her overalls. She directs me to Fey Brightwillow's (aka Nana the Dog in Olde London ) store, where I promptly acquire a pink pair, and hybridize them with some of my other clothes at Spittoonie in front of a Cylonian skyline. SWEET. Still looking for a comprehensive denim jumper set, tho. That would be the proverbial shiznit.

For the heck of it, I switch back in the first real set of outfits I ever wore as Torley Jr., with most of the clothes donated to me by the sl00ty Willow Zander. I then proceed to stand in front of the sun's warm rays (by the way, the sun was just so warm here a few minutes ago, IRL) and almost BURST INTO TEARS. Why? No reason! This is Second Life, and I can, so I do. Next!

Consider that the first time I ever visited Midnight City, I was at Sinatra's Spook House and met Mistress and some of the Midnight City crew. Well, "full circle" steps in again (if you know me, you know how much a fan I am of these loops), so I get into Mistress's latest limited edition Bloodrayne outfit — retinted for my purposes — and snap away as I strike some dramatic poses. There's a certain nonchalant sobriety that fills the air, and it leaves me wanting more. More MoRe MORE!

By this time, I'm feeling absolutely Torgasmic, so I fly to the top of Aimee Weber's *PREEN* and get into — clothes she made! The skirt is called "slut cat" or somesuch name, but roses aside, it catches my yelgreen eyes right away as I instadress.?PREEN MAKES YOU FUCKING BEAUTIFUL, or as I like to say, PREEN MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL FUCKING*. Which is a type of Engrish and/or pornerotica depending on how you read it, but in either case, here's a "YAY!" I had asked Aimee for help winterizing moi?as Midnight City travels towards Xmas zero point, and the fur coat feels so snugglywuggly.

*please pardon the obscenity — in this case, it was not gratuitous.

HOT DAYUM. IT'S CYBERPUNK PRINCESS TIME! Getting into full roleplaying mode, I head out to Waterhead and the lush forests there that resemble a very realworld Pacific Northwest ambience. Decked in mongrelwear (aka a mix of fashions from some of my fave designers)?I throw out the Fran uberdesk + Rickard Roentgen's Hammerhead aerialsub hybrid. I acquired the latter yesterday, and it handles very nicely. Not to mention, you can recolor it to your whims. Then, I stand pretty. I'm feeling sort of like a spicy combo of several of the phyles outta Neal Stephenson's The Diamond Age. Paradoxes? C'est la vie.

I AM AMAZED. *RIGHT* after that — talk about impeccable timing — I find out mastah pixelslinger Nephilaine Protagonist is sending me… *dum dum dum* a new custom?Lace Capri?dress in my fave colors! OMG… at this point I'm squealing with so much joy that joy is a white hole that sucks itself in and gives birth to little joy bubble universes! Needless to say, a few minutes later, I head to Pixelldolls HQ in Chartreuse and look classy. If there was ever a time to bring 80s exclamations of?enwonderment back, now would be it. Most excellent!?Cowabunga!! Fresh!!!?I AM SO HONORED. And oh yeah, Nephi, thankee for the image editing tippage too.

Torley Jr. then zoomed off to Krittannia to get dolled up in Munchflower Zaius's renaissance weare and look snarky *squints her eye and giggles*. Munch just gave this to me yesterday as we sat on a bigass couch (which I found out was made by Torrid wayyy back in beta). Flea, if you're reading this, yes, something about this pic looks very familiar. Shout-out! Shout-out!

So there you go, fashion day for me, and the day isn't even half over (just a little shy). There are more adventures to be ventured onto tonight — James Miller's lotto is doin' a drawing which I'll be checking out, a new club is opening (or so I've heard), I've got Griefbusters to?ponder about, some?more product testing on the side,?and oh yeah: I <3 YOU JADEY. ^_^