When a tall and handsome man (that you secretly fangirl over) asks you to pose with him, you definitely make the time to do so. It’s no secret that Carthalis is one of my most favorite male bloggers. I swoon and drool over his images at every new post. But what I love about him the most is that he’s not afraid to completely change his avatar and try all sorts of new things.
I think he looks incredibly handsome in this new outfit from Diram. When I saw him, he looked just like a Raja, and of course I was more than happy to be his Rani for the day.
I decided to go with the Sabah Kaftan from Bilo. It’s 100% original, rigged mesh and available in many colors. I think the colors and prints on both of our outfits complimented each other well.
The poses are from Exposeur and currently available at Pose Fair. Pose Fair ends tomorrow at midnight, so make sure to drop by now before it’s too late!
Make sure to click over to his post and check out his awesome pictures. Thank you so much Carthalis, you made my day! <3
What I’m wearing:
*Skin: [:Tuli:] Eva / petal :: 06 by Tuli Asturias
Hair: Analog Dog – wound up – COLOR CHANGE – cacao by Queue Marlowe
*Dress: Bilo Rani -Sabah(XS)Countess by Mayaa Thistle
*Jewels: MG – Earrings – Ananya – Red Pearls – by Maxi Gossamer
*Mesh Feet: Slink Mesh Feet (Av) Flat S by Siddean Munro
*Mesh Hands: Slink Mesh Hands (av) Casual by Siddean Munro
*Feet & Hand Appliers: [:Tuli:] Slink skin applier / pearl :: henna by Tuli Asturias
*Poses: Exposeur by RubyStarlight Writer (@ Pose Fair)
I don’t know if any of you have a group of friends who you play games with, but I do. My group of friends consists mainly of my girlfriend Bethany, her RL friends Ray and Destiny and SL buddies Phemie and Garrett. We play games like Tera, to Minecraft, but today we decided to contribute to the internet phenomenon known as HARLEM SHAKE.
Second Life is a brilliant place for creativity and expression. We all know this, and sadly sometimes the outside world doesn’t. But here I am, humping the thin air wearing a stormtrooper mask, surrounded by individuals with some sense of individualism that can be overlooked in this game, because all that second life is, is individualism. I’m humping the air but at the same time I’m bloody loving it, and the angry person with the troll face behind me, and even the horse, is loving it too. Something inside me wants to facebook this shit to my friends, but I know half of them will be like “WTF IS THIS SECOND LIFE SHIT?” … so therefore I don’t, but thats ok, because not everyone I know understands the virtual world and it’s attractions.
My main point is NOT that Second Life is what you want it to be, it’s NOT that people on the ‘outside’ don’t understand us and will never appreciate… rather it’s that we know how to have fun, in our study rooms, in our bedrooms and in our computer rooms… where our friends join us to do stupid things, pointless meaningless things, together. Friends we might only see once a year, once a millennium…who knows…
… Let us not forget the limits of Second Life, let us embrace the limits it challenges us with, and dare to overcome them.
I have had too much wine, so I’m going now to pass out. Have a merry bloody evening everyone xxx
(copy and paste I know, too lazy to fix this right now :D)
OUTFITS: If you think I am posting EVERYONE’S outfit in here you must be crazy. Though I have on a N-Creation Hoodie ;)
SPECIAL THANKS: To EVERYONE in the video, especially Bethany Heart who made it – (Prizes for those who spot Strawberry)
I first noticed Liquidh3ll Carter in other people’s plurks chiming in with his hilarious comments. But I’m always too shy to add people on plurk. Luckily he sent me a friend request himself and that’s when I noticed all the questions he asks everyone on his timeline. In fact, he’s made a whole database of the questions, it’s hilarious! LOL I think he’s secretly planning to take over the world, or something.
Anyhow, I find him to be so sweet and charming that I couldn’t resist asking him to pose for me for another male fashion blog post where I pick on some male friends and ask them intrusive questions or just bash them, cuz you know…it’s fun.
So here are some of the questions I asked him while I was taking these images:
Strawberry Singh: awwww, look at you getting all dressed up for this :P
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): confession, ive been wearing this for 2 weeks Strawberry Singh: LOLOL, That’s so going in the post
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): CBF CHANGING
Strawberry Singh: ok so my first question is…What do you love about SL?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I love the people of Second Life. If it weren’t for the people, no matter how much of a creative outlet this virtual world is, my attention span wouldn’t survive it. I think it’s the different people and their dynamics that make this place and really everything I do at the root of it is for the people. It’s very “oldschool SL thinking”; for the people, of the people, by the people. They’re the reason for me, without a doubt.
Strawberry Singh: So what’s up with all the questions you’re always asking on plurk? :P
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I like to know how people collectively think and what elicits response. When they contribute, I like to understand how they get to that point and their trains of thought. It’s never about a single person but more about the community as a whole – what makes us all tick? What are we passionate for? Why do we think we are the way we are? We’re in this virtual space so much and a lot of it we know intrinsically, I just like to field those ideas into a generic structure of curious questions!
Strawberry Singh: I hear you are collecting all this data, there might even be spreadsheets of answers involved. Is this true, and if so, what are you planning to do with it?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): Hahaha, there’s no spreadsheet of answers, although I did make every question I asked between Sept 2011 and Sept 2012 available for browsing for a short while. Everything I want to do with it, I kind of already have; when I read through the answers and the tangent discussions that follow, it gives me a pseudo-fleshed out idea of how our community comes together. That and the FBI watchlist projects.
Strawberry Singh: After reading and obtaining all this data, what have you learned about the community?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): We are a whole mess of people with different, often conflicting, wants and needs. And we all get thrown into this dorm room of Plurk. The public timeline is the hallway and occasionally you pop into a room or two when you overhear a conversation and want to contribute. Sometimes some doors are locked unless you have a special key. We’re a bunch of really nutty people trying to make do by clashing and melding with others. It’s a beautiful collision. The one thing I take away is that everyone has their own challenges and try not to judge – for the most part, people have a high moral compass and tenacity that puts them at odds with others sometimes. But I’ve seen both terrible and absolutely selfless things from the same individuals time and time again. Go figure, huh?
Strawberry Singh: I can absolutely believe that. So what is it that YOU do on SL when you’re not collecting data on people in order to take over the world?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): Recently, I’ve been doing a lot of contract content creation work. This is either graphic design for logos or templates or scripting contracts for other people’s products or events. I’ve been trying to learn mesh, but it’s slow going mainly because of the immense investment of time and energy that goes into that. I’m very impressed by mesh creators for this reason; I think they have incredible patience, their skills are amazing and their products beautifully engaging. I have some logos on my flickr and I scripted the Global Domination event by The Hottie Cooterati Experience that recently ended. I’m waiting for some feedback, but I hear people enjoyed the frustration of solving puzzles LOL
Strawberry Singh: Yeah it was a lot of fun. What are your future plans for second life? Planning to open up a store? What are you working towards?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I currently have a Marketplace-only store which I release like one thing every few months for. SL is kind of a hobby and creative outlet from the stresses of my real life. I think it would be kind of cool to regularly create and release more products and even be involved in hunts, but at this stage, I don’t have the time to actively market and commit to deadlines. There’s nothing I hate more than flaking on people for committed releases, so I want to make sure I’m in a position to promise something. Otherwise, SL can be a glorified chat room where I connect and catch up with people who don’t have me on Skype.
Strawberry Singh: How did you learn about sl?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I learned about SL by accident. I was bored while on mid-semester break at university, so I tried out some MMOs and SL stuck due to it’s platform for creation and social aspects. I didn’t expect to stay, but now Liquid is facing down his 6th rezday this July. I was lucky enough to meet some really fantastic people early on that helped shape my experience well, so I’m super grateful for those that help others.
Strawberry Singh: How old are you btw?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I’ll be 27 on March 24th.
Strawberry Singh: So now I’m going to ask you the question that I’m sure all the girls want to know the answer to. Are you single?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): Hahaha! Oh, the StrawberrySingh.com exclusive, huh? I’m currently dating Scarlet Chandrayaan. She’s a little dirty ginger with a mesh home and garden store, Alouette. I have always kept my personal life on the private side and I’m glad that she’s of the same mindset. I’ve never hidden it; I’ve told anyone who has asked the right questions ;)
Strawberry Singh: And it’s ok if I mention it on the blog and possibly link to her profile and any incriminating pictures I find on google image search?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): I’ll even help you find the incriminating pictures, tbh.
Strawberry Singh: Awesome! I’m almost done. Is there anything else you want to mention?
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): Strawberry Singh is a fruit-bovine pervert. Strawberry Singh: I see. Well just for that I may have to edit some of your answers and put words into your mouth to make it look like you’re out to destroy the world. Or just you know, stalk people or something!!!
Liq (liquidh3ll.carter): Hahahahahah
Thank you so much Liq for taking the time to pose for me and also for bringing so much positive energy and fun to my plurk timeline. <3
This is what Liq is wearing:
Skin: LaVie Damiani #6 Chin Beard [BH]
Hair: ::Exile:: AJ (Drift), -Entente- Dark Brown Hairbase
Shirt: FATEwear Suit – Edward Shirt – Tundra
Pants: FATEwear Suit – Edward Pants (Stiff) – Void
Shoes: Kauna – Brogues Black
- FATEwear Suit – Edward Waistcoat – London
- FATEwear Suit – Edward Belt – Void
- FATEwear Suit – Edward Blazer – Open – Void
- FATEwear Suit – Edward Tie – LondonAlley
Poses: Diesel Works
…and all of a sudden he realised that he existed. Why? Was it important? He spent some time on his back, just watching the gulls whirling above him as he mulled this over. “Yes,” he decided. “And no. I’m here, that’s unmistakable. I feel these splinters working their way into me, when less than a breath ago I was of these boards myself. But I feel no urge to act upon this knowledge. Hmmmmm…”
He sat up, so suddenly that his wooden form quivered a few times as it locked into place. Brushing shavings off his thighs, he looked around at his new world in delight. “It’s all so dimensional, so full and it has air, and space, and light, and volume and… and how do I know these words? These concepts?” Something flitted past the corner of his vision as he gleed over life. His head turned. It turned much further than yours or mine could. But it was worth it.
There she was. A glory of youth, of vivacity, a vision constructed of cherry wood. She was pretending to not notice that he was staring at her, but of course he was too new to understand the wiles of women. She struck the most coquettish pose to exaggerate her grace, then arched her form into a perfect arabesque as she circled the carousel on her skates. He was enchanted, as was intended. After the perfect amount of time had elapsed, she chose to notice his presence. She skated up to him, then stopped suddenly – sending a shower of sparks across his body. He covered his face with a wince, then lowered his arm as she circled him. “You are handsome;” she advised him critically “but you are lame. Come with me. Let’s remake you.”
She led him to a trove. A sunlit cave of wonders that was also a game of chance. He darted from the red machine to the blue one, and lost his balance somewhere near the yellow, completely overwhelmed. He knelt on the green carpet and whispered, not daring to look up. “All of this? I can choose from… ALL OF THIS?” She giggled, taking delight in his confusion. “Shhh… don’t fret, pretty splinter. I want you to look good on my arm. Lets choose you a new self.”
She led him back into the open, marveling at how easily he took to wheels. But everything is easy to learn when you are brand new, and don’t have a head stuffed full of misconceptions. They frolicked along the boardwalk, he barely looked down at the planks that were his creator. She took great care to remind him that she was smoother, that her curves were more appealing and that her cherry wood was of great value. And she reminded him often. He smiled at her, not knowing that he should have been unhappy at her game.
“Oh look!” He led her by the hand to the stall where balloons bobbed against their strings, and gazed up at them in delight. He untied one from the rack to hand to her, then realised that one single balloon was not a fitting enough tribute to her beauty. One more. Another. Several more to balance them out. And now to add these and… “For you.” he bowed as he presented her with his prize.
He grabbed her ankles as she was carried off shrieking, the winds claiming her from the pier. Luck was on their side this day, as he was able to haul her back from the skies. “But…” he asked her in puzzlement. “How…? You don’t look that light?” not realising of course that this is a dreadful thing to say to a lady, no matter which kind. She sobbed in his arms, tears of sap running down her face as she confessed “I’m not re-hea-hea-lly cherry…. I’m just BALSA WOOD WITH A CHERRY VENEER. ” She turned her face away in shame, not daring to meet his gaze.
He looked at her, stricken as she pulled out of his arms, preparing to flee. He shook his head and inwardly declaredno. He clutched her heaving form and pulled her in close, then turned her face to his and told her steadily. “I don’t care. You can’t leave. I love you. I have no idea what love is, or what I’m supposed to do with it. But I LOVE you.”
She stopped crying in disbelief. She had been so contemptuous of him, not realising that his was a heart of oak. Her entire being lit up and she beamed at him, then took his hand and whispered. “I’ll show you exactly what you are supposed to do with this. ”
That was three years ago, readers. They fell in love, mad delirious eternal light filled love. They now have five beautiful children that they hold very high hopes for, even Bricky who was their “Very Special Child” and was treated no differently than the others. (Even if he did have to wear a muzzle in public.) The children were always happy to visit The Arcade, especially on a Friday night when they were kicked out of the caravan so Daddy could stuff Mummy full of sawdust. The end.