News and Spectacular Christmas Special at Mea Culpa!!!

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Today I am very happy to showcase one of the latest Mea Culpa releases. The “Call of the Sirene” outfit again is a little piece of art of Tatanka Kaligawa, owner and designer of Mea Culpa.

The “Call of the Sirene” outfit was made for the last Fashion Teller and it’s inspiration were the historical Sirens.

In Greek mythology, the Sirens were dangerous and devious creatures, portrayed as femmes fatales who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. Roman poets placed them on some small islands called Sirenum scopuli. In some later, rationalized traditions, the literal geography of the “flowery” island of Anthemoessa, or Anthemusa, is fixed: sometimes on Cape Pelorum and at others in the islands known as the Sirenuse, near Paestum, or in Capreae. All such locations were surrounded by cliffs and rocks.

When the Sirens were given a name of their own they were considered the daughters of the river god Achelous, fathered upon Terpsichore, Melpomene, Sterope, or Chthon. Although they lured mariners, for the Greeks the Sirens in their “meadow starred with flowers” were not sea deities. Roman writers linked the Sirens more closely to the sea, as daughters of Phorcys. Sirens are found in many Greek stories, particularly in Homer’s Odyssey.

Their number is variously reported as between two and five. In the Odyssey, Homer says nothing of their origin or names, but gives the number of the Sirens as two. Later writers mention both their names and number: some state that there were three, Peisinoe, Aglaope, and Thelxiepeia or Parthenope, Ligeia, and Leucosia; Eustathius states that they were two, Aglaopheme and Thelxiepeia. Their individual names are variously rendered in the later sources as Thelxiepeia/Thelxiope/Thelxinoe, Molpe, Aglaophonos/Aglaope/Aglaopheme, Pisinoe/PeisinoΓ«/Peisithoe, Parthenope, Ligeia, Leucosia, Raidne, and Teles.

The Sirens of Greek mythology are often confused with the Gorgons portrayed in later folklore as half women–half birds, (birds sing beautiful, enchanting songs, like the sirens are portrayed to do); the fact that in Spanish, French, Italian, Polish, Romanian and Portuguese the word for mermaid is respectively Sirena, SirΓ¨ne, Sirena, Syrena, SirenΔƒ and Sereia, and that in biology the Sirenia comprise an order of fully aquatic mammals that includes the dugong and manatee, add to the visual confusion, so that Sirens are even represented as mermaids. However, “the sirens, though they sing to mariners, are not sea-maidens,” Jane Ellen Harrison has cautioned; “they dwell on an island in a flowery meadow.

(Wikipedia)

Tatanka Kaligawa made his own vision of a modern and fashionable Siren come true with his latest creation;)

Now for the spectacular Christmas Special:

Every day until Christmas, you will find one male and one female outfit for 50% off at the Mea Culpa Mainstore! Do not miss this incredible chance to get your self one of the amazing creations of Mea Culpa for a special Christmas offer… Ladies & Gentlemen, this could be the right christmas present for your partner if you still have no idea what you could have as a Christmas present πŸ˜‰

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Details

Outfit: Mea Culpa – “Call of the Sirene” – NEW

Shoes: Mea Culpa – “Raptor”

Nails: PurpleMoon – “La Morte Douce Claws” (part of the La Mort Douce outfit)

Makup: LovelyMi – “Aftershock 03” – NEW

Lipstick: blackliquid – “Lipline”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /Morbida – NEW

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Wardrobe: A Tribute to Rita Hayworth

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TUNES (Put the Blame on Mame – Rita Hayworth)

Rita Hayworth was an american actress and dancer. Her greatest success she had in the 40’s, where her fans gave her the nick “The Love Goddess”. With the movie “Gilda“, she acted side by side with Glenn Ford. This movie made Rita and Glenn one of the most well-known love couples of the movie history and the role of the dancer Gilda who drove so many guys nuts is always affiliated with Rita Hayworth. A very famous scene from that movie as well is the song “Blame on Mame” that I linked above where Rita Hayworth takes off her long black glove πŸ™‚

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The styling itself was not even planned like this as I only searched for an appropriate outfit for the Miss Virtual World 2013 finale. I combined parts of PurpleMoon’s “Falbala” dress with skirt of the “Paulinha” gown from Azul. The jewelry as well is a mix of 2 different sets of Finesmith, the “Falbala” bracelet and gown decor paired with the “Radiance” earrings and necklace. The coat, that I carry in my left hand is part of Tres Beau‘s “Diana” outfit. I was not wearing it at the finale of MVW 2013 but for the picture I wanted to, it was an amazing detail I did not wanna miss πŸ˜‰ I just recolored the white to a golden tone to match the jewelry.

In the end it was Malicia Python, who brought me on the idea of Rita Hayworth as we talked and I was thinking of a background and scenery for snapping the styling.

One of the most popular pictures of Rita Hayworth is the one you can see above. I kinda loved the challenge to make my version of this wonderful classy and still sexy image and so I tried to make a pose that comes close to the one on the picture. At the end the cigarette could not be missing and I found a wonderful sculpted one fromΒ Meli Imako, that I just had to texture by myself πŸ™‚ In the end I really liked the idea of my own vision of this little “Rita Hayworth goes SL” and I hope you enjoy it as well πŸ˜‰

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Details

Gown: PurpleMoon – “Falbala” & Azul – “Paulinha”

Jewelry: Finesmith – “Falbala” & Radiance”

Coat: Tres Beau – “Diana” (modified)

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” (custom skin) – NEW

Makeup: Silken Moon Eclipse – “Color Eye Silver” & “Urban ES Mud, Honey” – NEW

Hair: EMO-tions – “Tyra”

Pose: by myself πŸ˜‰

Model & Photographer(Pic 1 & 3): Wicca Merlin

Etchaflech & Voluptia featured in the Maniera Magazine

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For the actual Maniera Magazine December 2012 (http://manierasl.mymaniera.com/) I had the great honor to be featured in a wonderful fashion spread of Lovely Miwako. She made a special corset themed article about how different corsets can look.

We all got sent different corsets from Etchaflesh and Voluptia and Lovely asked us to style them in a vintage non typical lingerie manner. As well she wanted us all to choose one tattoo that we wear through the whole spread.

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For the first picture Lovely placed me on the floor besides SterlingZen. The corset I was wearing for this picture came from Voluptia and everyone that knows me… I am a corset addicted even in RL, so to style the corset in a non lingerie way for me was like if you tell me I just won in a lottery *grins*

I love a lot the different vontage stylings from the 50’s to the 80’s ( it still scares me that 80’s are called vintage now too^^) and so I was going for my favourite urban look as well with the heavy boots and the tattoos and some fishnet stockings and torned stockings. The huge glasses and the pinup hair added the perfect finish for the look in my view.

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On this picture, I had the great pleaure to be with Katherine Comet a wonderful and classy Lady that shines at my side with a wonderful corset styling that reminded me a lot on the old racing pinups I saw so many times on that collectable retro/vintage, metal signs from coke or even others… not sure how they are called in english, mostly you find them in bars πŸ™‚

For the second look I was given the corset and the sneaker boots from Etchaflech. I added the neck corset as well from Etchaflesh, pantys and garterbelt from Maitreya.

Lovely did an amazing job in putting different ladies, diffrent looks and attitudes together to show a wide range of what corsets can do… weither of elgant, grunge, rocker, lingerie, vintage or burlesque… as different as we ladies are as different corsets can be used for anykind of styling, that you can think of πŸ™‚

Details

Style 1 (left):

Corset/Outfit: Voluptia – “Domina Lust Catsuit”

Hair: Plume – “Retro” /onyx

Earrings: Ticky Tacky – “Lick Me!”

Gloves: LouLou – “Crepsule”

Glasses: artilleri – “Gabriella”

Nails: Formanails – “Stiletto”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /Wicca van Teese

Boots: Slink – “Tall Leather Boots” (mesh)

Tattoo: v3 Tattoo – “Nothing but Hate” & “Outlaw”

Style 2 (left):

Corset: Voluptia – “Precious” (mesh)

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /Wicca van Teese

Lipstick: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /mauve

Fishnetstockings: Thalia – “Fishnet Pantyhose”

Jewelry: YS&YS – “Afrika”

Boots: [GOS] – “Triumph” (mesh)

Piercing: ni.ju – “Monroe Piercing”

Glasses: LeeZu – “Twiggy” (mesh)

Nails: Love Soul – “Retro Girl”

Stockings: insanya – “Stockings and Kneesocks n.4”

Tattoo: v3 Tattoo – “Nothing but Hate” & “Outlaw”

Panty: Maitreya – “High Waist Pants Low Vintage”

Style 3 (right):

Corset: Etchaflesh – “Sick Bubblegum” (mesh)

Shoes: Etchaflesh – “Midnight Sneaker Boots” (mesh)

Neck Corset: Etchaflesh – “Kalima Neck Corset” (mesh)

Garters & Stockings: Maitreya – “Allure Girdle”

Panty: Maitreya – “High Waist Pants”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /Wicca van Teese

Lipstick: Silken Moon – “Wicca” /mauve

Tattoo: v3 Tattoo – “Nothing but Hate” & “Outlaw”

Jewelry: Ticky Tacky – “Hoopty Hoops of Love”

All Pics by Lovely Miwako for Maniera Magazine

Amazing Christmas Special at Silken Moon!

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Today I am happy to talk about a very very special pre christmas gift πŸ™‚

Silken Moon is part of the Kitty Cats Advent calendar and today on the 12th of December 2012, you have the chance to get this incredible “Silken Santa Skin Giftpack” It contains 3 different skins with different options for example lips stick colors, a wonderful smile and 2 christmas cheek kisses. One is no transfer, to wear for your own and the other one is a non copy, but transferable one you can give to a very special person πŸ™‚

Only today – so don’t miss it!

Taxi : (http://slurl.com/secondlife/Napf/31/37/40)

Wicca’s Wardrobe: The Water Of Life

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The Water Of Life

Long before you or I were born, there reigned, in a country a great way off, a king who had three sons. This king once fell very ill–so ill that nobody thought he could live. His sons were very much grieved at their father’s sickness; and as they were walking together very mournfully in the garden of the palace, a little old man met them and asked what was the matter. They told him that their father was very ill, and that they were afraid nothing could save him. ‘I know what would,’ said the little old man; ‘it is the Water of Life. If he could have a draught of it he would be well again; but it is very hard to get.’ Then the eldest son said, ‘I will soon find it’: and he went to the sick king, and begged that he might go in search of the Water of Life, as it was the only thing that could save him. ‘No,’ said the king. ‘I had rather die than place you in such great danger as you must meet with in your journey.’ But he begged so hard that the king let him go; and the prince thought to himself, ‘If I bring my father this water, he will make me sole heir to his kingdom.’

Then he set out: and when he had gone on his way some time he came to a deep valley, overhung with rocks and woods; and as he looked around, he saw standing above him on one of the rocks a little ugly dwarf, with a sugarloaf cap and a scarlet cloak; and the dwarf called to him and said, ‘Prince, whither so fast?’ ‘What is that to thee, you ugly imp?’ said the prince haughtily, and rode on.

But the dwarf was enraged at his behaviour, and laid a fairy spell of ill-luck upon him; so that as he rode on the mountain pass became narrower and narrower, and at last the way was so straitened that he could not go to step forward: and when he thought to have turned his horse round and go back the way he came, he heard a loud laugh ringing round him, and found that the path was closed behind him, so that he was shut in all round. He next tried to get off his horse and make his way on foot, but again the laugh rang in his ears, and he found himself unable to move a step, and thus he was forced to abide spellbound.

Meantime the old king was lingering on in daily hope of his son’s return, till at last the second son said, ‘Father, I will go in search of the Water of Life.’ For he thought to himself, ‘My brother is surely dead, and the kingdom will fall to me if I find the water.’ The king was at first very unwilling to let him go, but at last yielded to his wish. So he set out and followed the same road which his brother had done, and met with the same elf, who stopped him at the same spot in the mountains, saying, as before, ‘Prince, prince, whither so fast?’ ‘Mind your own affairs, busybody!’ said the prince scornfully, and rode on.

But the dwarf put the same spell upon him as he put on his elder brother, and he, too, was at last obliged to take up his abode in the heart of the mountains. Thus it is with proud silly people, who think themselves above everyone else, and are too proud to ask or take advice.

When the second prince had thus been gone a long time, the youngest son said he would go and search for the Water of Life, and trusted he should soon be able to make his father well again. So he set out, and the dwarf met him too at the same spot in the valley, among the mountains, and said, ‘Prince, whither so fast?’ And the prince said, ‘I am going in search of the Water of Life, because my father is ill, and like to die: can you help me? Pray be kind, and aid me if you can!’ ‘Do you know where it is to be found?’ asked the dwarf. ‘No,’ said the prince, ‘I do not. Pray tell me if you know.’ ‘Then as you have spoken to me kindly, and are wise enough to seek for advice, I will tell you how and where to go. The water you seek springs from a well in an enchanted castle; and, that you may be able to reach it in safety, I will give you an iron wand and two little loaves of bread; strike the iron door of the castle three times with the wand, and it will open: two hungry lions will be lying down inside gaping for their prey, but if you throw them the bread they will let you pass; then hasten on to the well, and take some of the Water of Life before the clock strikes twelve; for if you tarry longer the door will shut upon you for ever.’

Then the prince thanked his little friend with the scarlet cloak for his friendly aid, and took the wand and the bread, and went travelling on and on, over sea and over land, till he came to his journey’s end, and found everything to be as the dwarf had told him. The door flew open at the third stroke of the wand, and when the lions were quieted he went on through the castle and came at length to a beautiful hall. Around it he saw several knights sitting in a trance; then he pulled off their rings and put them on his own fingers. In another room he saw on a table a sword and a loaf of bread, which he also took. Further on he came to a room where a beautiful young lady sat upon a couch; and she welcomed him joyfully, and said, if he would set her free from the spell that bound her, the kingdom should be his, if he would come back in a year and marry her. Then she told him that the well that held the Water of Life was in the palace gardens; and bade him make haste, and draw what he wanted before the clock struck twelve.

He walked on; and as he walked through beautiful gardens he came to a delightful shady spot in which stood a couch; and he thought to himself, as he felt tired, that he would rest himself for a while, and gaze on the lovely scenes around him. So he laid himself down, and sleep fell upon him unawares, so that he did not wake up till the clock was striking a quarter to twelve. Then he sprang from the couch dreadfully frightened, ran to the well, filled a cup that was standing by him full of water, and hastened to get away in time. Just as he was going out of the iron door it struck twelve, and the door fell so quickly upon him that it snapped off a piece of his heel.

When he found himself safe, he was overjoyed to think that he had got the Water of Life; and as he was going on his way homewards, he passed by the little dwarf, who, when he saw the sword and the loaf, said, ‘You have made a noble prize; with the sword you can at a blow slay whole armies, and the bread will never fail you.’ Then the prince thought to himself, ‘I cannot go home to my father without my brothers’; so he said, ‘My dear friend, cannot you tell me where my two brothers are, who set out in search of the Water of Life before me, and never came back?’ ‘I have shut them up by a charm between two mountains,’ said the dwarf, ‘because they were proud and ill-behaved, and scorned to ask advice.’ The prince begged so hard for his brothers, that the dwarf at last set them free, though unwillingly, saying, ‘Beware of them, for they have bad hearts.’ Their brother, however, was greatly rejoiced to see them, and told them all that had happened to him; how he had found the Water of Life, and had taken a cup full of it; and how he had set a beautiful princess free from a spell that bound her; and how she had engaged to wait a whole year, and then to marry him, and to give him the kingdom.

Then they all three rode on together, and on their way home came to a country that was laid waste by war and a dreadful famine, so that it was feared all must die for want. But the prince gave the king of the land the bread, and all his kingdom ate of it. And he lent the king the wonderful sword, and he slew the enemy’s army with it; and thus the kingdom was once more in peace and plenty. In the same manner he befriended two other countries through which they passed on their way.

When they came to the sea, they got into a ship and during their voyage the two eldest said to themselves, ‘Our brother has got the water which we could not find, therefore our father will forsake us and give him the kingdom, which is our right’; so they were full of envy and revenge, and agreed together how they could ruin him. Then they waited till he was fast asleep, and poured the Water of Life out of the cup, and took it for themselves, giving him bitter sea-water instead.

When they came to their journey’s end, the youngest son brought his cup to the sick king, that he might drink and be healed. Scarcely, however, had he tasted the bitter sea-water when he became worse even than he was before; and then both the elder sons came in, and blamed the youngest for what they had done; and said that he wanted to poison their father, but that they had found the Water of Life, and had brought it with them. He no sooner began to drink of what they brought him, than he felt his sickness leave him, and was as strong and well as in his younger days. Then they went to their brother, and laughed at him, and said, ‘Well, brother, you found the Water of Life, did you? You have had the trouble and we shall have the reward. Pray, with all your cleverness, why did not you manage to keep your eyes open? Next year one of us will take away your beautiful princess, if you do not take care. You had better say nothing about this to our father, for he does not believe a word you say; and if you tell tales, you shall lose your life into the bargain: but be quiet, and we will let you off.’

The old king was still very angry with his youngest son, and thought that he really meant to have taken away his life; so he called his court together, and asked what should be done, and all agreed that he ought to be put to death. The prince knew nothing of what was going on, till one day, when the king’s chief huntsmen went a-hunting with him, and they were alone in the wood together, the huntsman looked so sorrowful that the prince said, ‘My friend, what is the matter with you?’ ‘I cannot and dare not tell you,’ said he. But the prince begged very hard, and said, ‘Only tell me what it is, and do not think I shall be angry, for I will forgive you.’ ‘Alas!’ said the huntsman; ‘the king has ordered me to shoot you.’ The prince started at this, and said, ‘Let me live, and I will change dresses with you; you shall take my royal coat to show to my father, and do you give me your shabby one.’ ‘With all my heart,’ said the huntsman; ‘I am sure I shall be glad to save you, for I could not have shot you.’ Then he took the prince’s coat, and gave him the shabby one, and went away through the wood.

Some time after, three grand embassies came to the old king’s court, with rich gifts of gold and precious stones for his youngest son; now all these were sent from the three kings to whom he had lent his sword and loaf of bread, in order to rid them of their enemy and feed their people. This touched the old king’s heart, and he thought his son might still be guiltless, and said to his court, ‘O that my son were still alive! how it grieves me that I had him killed!’ ‘He is still alive,’ said the huntsman; ‘and I am glad that I had pity on him, but let him go in peace, and brought home his royal coat.’ At this the king was overwhelmed with joy, and made it known thoughout all his kingdom, that if his son would come back to his court he would forgive him.

Meanwhile the princess was eagerly waiting till her deliverer should come back; and had a road made leading up to her palace all of shining gold; and told her courtiers that whoever came on horseback, and rode straight up to the gate upon it, was her true lover; and that they must let him in: but whoever rode on one side of it, they must be sure was not the right one; and that they must send him away at once.

The time soon came, when the eldest brother thought that he would make haste to go to the princess, and say that he was the one who had set her free, and that he should have her for his wife, and the kingdom with her. As he came before the palace and saw the golden road, he stopped to look at it, and he thought to himself, ‘It is a pity to ride upon this beautiful road’; so he turned aside and rode on the right-hand side of it. But when he came to the gate, the guards, who had seen the road he took, said to him, he could not be what he said he was, and must go about his business.

The second prince set out soon afterwards on the same errand; and when he came to the golden road, and his horse had set one foot upon it, he stopped to look at it, and thought it very beautiful, and said to himself, ‘What a pity it is that anything should tread here!’ Then he too turned aside and rode on the left side of it. But when he came to the gate the guards said he was not the true prince, and that he too must go away about his business; and away he went.

Now when the full year was come round, the third brother left the forest in which he had lain hid for fear of his father’s anger, and set out in search of his betrothed bride. So he journeyed on, thinking of her all the way, and rode so quickly that he did not even see what the road was made of, but went with his horse straight over it; and as he came to the gate it flew open, and the princess welcomed him with joy, and said he was her deliverer, and should now be her husband and lord of the kingdom. When the first joy at their meeting was over, the princess told him she had heard of his father having forgiven him, and of his wish to have him home again: so, before his wedding with the princess, he went to visit his father, taking her with him. Then he told him everything; how his brothers had cheated and robbed him, and yet that he had borne all those wrongs for the love of his father. And the old king was very angry, and wanted to punish his wicked sons; but they made their escape, and got into a ship and sailed away over the wide sea, and where they went to nobody knew and nobody cared.

And now the old king gathered together his court, and asked all his kingdom to come and celebrate the wedding of his son and the princess. And young and old, noble and squire, gentle and simple, came at once on the summons; and among the rest came the friendly dwarf, with the sugarloaf hat, and a new scarlet cloak.

And the wedding was held, and the merry bells run.
And all the good people they danced and they sung,
And feasted and frolick’d I can’t tell how long.

(Author: Jacob & Wilhelm Grimm)

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Details

Outfit (incl. wings, boots, & necklace): EMO-tions – “Dragons Daughter”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Moonice” /natural

Makeup: Nuuna’s – “AstroGlam” /green & “Zion” /blue

Eyeliner: Silken Moon – “Signature Eyeliner” /femme fatale

Lipstick: L. Fauna – “Lipstick Blue 3”

Lashes: Redgrave – “Silversnow” & Xplosion – “Spirit”

Hair: Pididdle – “Balloon Hair” (recolored)

Nails: [V] Couture – “Teal Nails”

Poses & Butterflies: Olive Juice

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Wardrobe: LOTD 12/04/2012

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Today I would like to show a few of the static poses of MyAnimation. Ramona Criss, owner and designer of MyAnimations, makes a lot of amazing dances, animations and animated poses, that are used over the whole grind as they are one of the best you can find ever. No matter if you are a model, a dancer, a cluber or someone who just enjoy walking on SecondLife’s streets and ways you cannot pass MyAnimations without at least having one of them as they are so perfect and wonderful done. But did you know that Ramona made static poses too?

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The poses are all off the “Model Pose Pack 5” of MyAnimation. The smooth transitions and the wonderful ideas for the different poses especially for so many different ground poses really catched my attention.

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The poses made me try for some non usual styling as well so, I tried to use one of my last LeeZu shift outfits with some new and some old-time favourites of mine πŸ™‚

The “Arabesque Blouse” was the part I started with as I liked the colors on it and it gave me a great base to work with. The “Me Like It” mesh pants I loved a lot and I realized I never was wearing one of the stong colors, so I decided to go for the blue one πŸ˜‰ As I always like to mix and match as many LeeZu parts as I can for my shifts, to show as much of the great designs I added the “Mia Corset” and the “Lana Top Silk” underneath the jacket. For the accessories, I went with the new “Cosmic Mask” of Finesmith and one of my long time favourite hair from L+N called “Daisy”

If you take a closer look on the mannequins in the background of the first picture… that are some very interesting props. Those mannequins are mesh made and you can actually put your own skin on that sweet ladies. Malicia Python, owner and designer of Silken Moon has them in her store and I asked her, if I could borrow them for a shoot and she put her amazing colored mannequin skins on them for the picture. Thanks again for your help and creativity to make this picture possible Malicia πŸ™‚

Details

Pants: LeeZu – “Me Like It Pants” /blue (mesh)

Jacket: LeeZu – “Arabesque Blouse” /blue

Top: LeeZu – “Lana Top Silk” /babyblue

Corset: LeeZu – “Mia Corset” /white

Hair: L+N – “Daisy”

Mask: Finesmith – “Cosmic Mask”

Facetattoo: White Widow – “Dragonfly” /silver

Nails: Mandala – “Milky Nails”

Jewelry: Mandala – “Lotus”

Boots: [GOS] – “Triumph”

Poses: MyAnimation – “Model Pose Pack 5”

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

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The Hussarins coming…

… and Violator dressed them up in a very stylish way πŸ˜‰ Soraya Vaher, oner and designer of Violator, shows her own vison of a modern, fashionable Hussarin. One of her latest releases is the Hussarin outfit, available in a male and female version. The outfit comes ith the cool boots and as well with the wonderful headpiece.

So hurry over to the Violator Mainstore and get your outfit for the ctual cold winter season!!!

Outfit (incl boots and head piece): Violator – “Hussarin” – NEW

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” –Β  NEW (custom skin)

Lashes: Redgrave – “Vampire”

Hair: Miamai – “Chloe Updo”

Lipstick: Silken Moon – “Silky Lips Dark Red”

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

“Wicca’s Raven”

Kyra Camel, owner and designer of Baboom and as well a wonderful friend, gave me a great honor, with dedicating am incredible gown to me. The “Wicca’s Raven” dress is an amazing not symmetric outfit with just one arm and one leg covered. The bodice is made of stunning lace and all the feathers really give the whole creation a wonderful elegant touch with the little artistic edge I love so much πŸ™‚ I thought a long time about something special, that I could add to this post and as I was looking again and again on the pictures the raven poem of Edgar Allan Poe, one of my favourite writers. came to my mind πŸ™‚

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door –
Only this, and nothing more.’

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; – vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost Lenore –
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore –
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me – filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door –
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; –
This it is, and nothing more,’

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,’ said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you’ – here I opened wide the door; –
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!’
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!’
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,’ said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore –
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; –
‘Tis the wind and nothing more!’

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door –
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door –
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,’ I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore –
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning – little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door –
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.’

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered – not a feather then he fluttered –
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before –
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.’
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.’

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,’ said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore –
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of “Never-nevermore.”‘

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore –
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.’

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,’ I cried, `thy God hath lent thee – by these angels he has sent thee
Respite – respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil! –
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted –
On this home by horror haunted – tell me truly, I implore –
Is there – is there balm in Gilead? – tell me – tell me, I implore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us – by that God we both adore –
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore –
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!’ I shrieked upstarting –
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted – nevermore!

(Edgar Allan Poe, 1845)

Outfit: Baboom – “Wicca’s Raven” – NEW (mesh)

Jewelry: Chop Zuey – “Rocinante’s Curve”

Shoes: epoque – “Mesa Platforms”

Skin: Silken Moon – “Wicca” (custom skin-more about soon πŸ˜‰ )

Mask: DE Designs – “Maiden Face Mask”

Lipstick: Silken Moon – “Silky Lips Dark Red”

Lashes: Xplosion – “Spirit”

Hair: Miamai – “Lena”

Nails: ..::AKA::.. – “Black Long Nails”

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Wardrobe: Scary Story

A pretty woman was serving a life sentence in prison for murder. Angry and resentful about her situation, she decided that she couldn’t spend her life in prison. She began plotting ways to escape from the jail.

She became good friends with one of the prison caretakers. His job was to bury any prisoners who died, in a graveyard just outside the prison walls. Whenever a prisoner died, the caretaker rang a bell, which was heard by all of the prison inmates. The caretaker then got the body and put it in a casket. Next, he entered his office to fill out the death certificate before returning to the casket to nail the lid shut. Finally, he put the casket on a wagon to take it to the graveyard and bury it.

Knowing this routine, the woman devised an escape plan and shared it with the caretaker. The next time the bell rang, the woman would leave her cell and sneak into the dark room where the coffins were kept.

She would slip into the coffin with the dead body while the caretaker was filling out the death certificate. When the caretaker returned, he would nail the lid shut and take the coffin outside the prison with the woman in the coffin along with the dead body. He would then bury the coffin.

The woman knew there would be enough air for her to breathe until later in the evening when the caretaker would return to the graveyard under cover of darkness, dig up the coffin, and set her free.

The caretaker was reluctant to go along with this plan, but since he and the woman had become good friends over the years, he agreed to do it. The woman waited several weeks for one of the other prison inmates to die.

One night, she was asleep in her cell when she heard the death bell ringing. She got up, picked the lock of her cell, and slowly walked down the hallway. She was nearly caught a couple of times. Her heart was beating fast.

She opened the door to the darkened room where the coffins were kept. Quietly in the dark, she found the coffin that contained the dead body, carefully climbed into it and pulled the lid shut to wait for the caretaker to come and nail the lid down.

Soon she heard footsteps and the pounding of the hammer and nails. Even though she was very uncomfortable in the coffin with the dead body beneath her, she knew that with each nail she was one step closer to freedom.

The coffin was lifted onto the wagon and taken outside to the graveyard. She could feel the coffin being lowered into the ground. She didn’t make a sound as the coffin hit the bottom of the grave with a thud.

Finally she heard the dirt dropping onto the top of the wooden coffin, and she knew that it was only a matter of time until she would be free at last. After several minutes of absolute silence, she began to chuckle quietly to herself.

Feeling curious, she decided to light a match to find out the identity of the dead prisoner beside her. To her horror, she discovered that she was lying on top of the dead caretaker.

Outfit: Diram – “Peyton” (mesh)

Skin: Silken Moon – “Morbida” /Scara

Blood Tattoo: *elymode* – “dripping blood”

Eyeliner: Damned – “Tribal Makeup”

Hat: Bliss Couture – “Aphrodite”

Shoes: Maitreya Gold – “Moxie”

Earrings: LouLou – “Willow”

Gloves: LouLou – “Crepsule” & “Nevermore”

Stockings: :::insanya::: – “Stockings No. 4”

Socks: +*Cipher*+ – “Punk Sox”

Collar: LouLou – “Little Wing”

Nails: Formanails – “Night”

Lashes: Xplosion – “Spirit”

Wings: Fancy Fairy – “Thistle Wings”

Hair: Tuty’s – “Limbo”

Poses: Corpus

Model & Photographer: Wicca Merlin