MichaMi Style Blog

The lovely Grazia blogged a vintage dress the other day and that got me digging deep into my own Inventory for some old favourites.  Now, I’m a notorious and radical deleter; if I find something lurking in there that I’ve worn at least once and have no immediate plans of wearing again, its usually gone.  Consider, as of today, I have 35, 659 items, and that is after 3.5 years  in SL as a blogger and creator. I have no mercy.  :)

Having said all that though, there are pieces that are just so good even I can’t bear to trash them.  Many of those are in my Canimal folder.  I dusted off this gorgeous skirt and sexy boho top to make today’s earthy look.  This skirt is called simply Boho Skirt, but when I went over to Canimal to see if it was still available I couldn’t find it, however, I did find a similar skirt called Rain that would work just as well.  I accessorized with jewellery from Mandala and the  new and super cute shoes from Zaara.

Credits:

Hair: Eloise in Champagne by Truth
Eyes: Mystery by Poetic Colors
Eyelashes: GwEN by DUTCH TOUCH
Skin: GwEN (Leaves) in Cream by DUTCH TOUCH

Top: Floral Top in Green by Canimal
Skirt: Boho Skirt in Brown (alternatively Rain in Brown) by Canimal
Bra: Trikaya Braziere in Carmine by Zaara
Shoes: Ilaida Mojri in Olive by Zaara

Belt: Leather Belt in DarkBrown by Maitreya (group gift)
Necklace: Takayama in Gold by Mandala
Earrings: Soul Cream in Gold by Mandala
Bangles: Takara Bangles in Dark Wood Mandala

Poses: by /Geez/

(Slurls should be correct at the time of writing this post)

So, I was at this Valentine’s party last night and there was this guy…. mmmm… He was cute, and funny and sexy and… HAWT!  We talked, we drank, we flirted, we kissed, we groped, and we may have ended up in his bed… Ok, we did end up in his bed (shut up, don’t judge), and here I am the next morning, desperately trying to get dressed and sneak out of here before he wakes up.

Shit, shit, shit — where are my panties?  I’m crawling around on the floor but they’re nowhere to be found — did he steal them? Fine, I’ll go commando then. I find my stay-up stockings in a shocking state; ripped to shreds! Never mind, they’ll do for now.  My bra decorates the bedpost, and a crumpled-up piece of fabric on the floor turns out to be my little black dress, or what’s left of it.  It’s ripped and mangled and I suddenly remember, with a heated blush, exactly how it got to be that way (and no, I’m not telling you, perv).  All rigth, so far so good — or is it? I’ll get arrested or propositioned if I go out like this. Hmmm…. Oh I know, his white shirt should cover me up nicely; I’m so stealing it.  Ok, just my boots now; where are they?  WTF? Under his pillow? *extracts them ever so carefully*

I do a quick check in the mirror and flinch at the sight of my haystack hair and racoon eyes; lovely.  No, please no! Tell me that is not a hickey?!?! I’m gonna kill him.

It’s time for my walk of shame. Before I go, I sneak a little look at  lover boy, awwwww, he’s kinda cute when he sleeps.

*Credits after the jump.

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