How Small We Are

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Gwyneth:

When I cannot sleep, I walk the Land. It’s become sort of a peaceful duty for me.

Now, in Winter, now that we are truly in its grasp, I’m as enchanted by how beautiful the world is in its near-death sleep, almost as enchanted as I am by the first buds of spring or the overwhelming scent of the rosebushes coming in to bloom later in the year.

And yet, last year, I slept like this too, as if I were hibernating. Any movement I made seemed somnambulant. The bower grow wild around me, and I found myself, when I awoke, sleeping outdoors in a bed grown from a tree. If Nathaniel and Wren hadn’t been on hand to wake me up, I don’t know what I’d have done when I finally regained consciousness. Maybe I’d be in that forest still.

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But in the winter bower, even in the ballroom, everything looks smaller.

Now that it’s possible to see through the leafless trees, I realise how small my little bower really is. How fragile it is. How nearly everything can be seen from everywhere else. If I turn around, I can see Wren’s treehouse, the Storyteller’s House, the council table, my own house, the children’s houses.

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Everything, so out in the open.

Everything, so out int he open. Trees laid bare by winter. I think folk, Fae and mortal alike, must be similar in this. When you strip all the leaves, the outward trappings away, you must be able to see right through us.

How small my world has grown, how insular. I must find a way to open it back up, to see more things, invite more folk in, be more than I am now. How is it, in my weakest time, that I decide to do such things? Things that require strength and fortitude, things I’m not sure I have.

But here, Universe. Here is my call to you, my plea: send me folk to wander in my forests. Bring me lives to cherish and get to know. Find my spiritual brothers and sisters, and call them here. Call them home.

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Maitreya Lara
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Head: Catwa Jessica
Hair: Damselfly, Anniston (Available at Tres Chic)
Crown: Junbug, The Sabrina Circlet
Ears: BentBox, Sylvan Ears, Medium (Available at We Love Roleplay)
Eyes: IKON, Sovereign Eyes, Ghost
Dress: Evaline In The Box, Gytha Dress & Cloak in Red (Available at Fair Play, which opens on 1 December, in just a couple of days!)
Shoes: Aisling, Tess Orty Shoes, Faded (even if you can’t see them!)

In the bower:
Seelie Queen Residence
: LAQ, Picturesque Cottage
Ballroom: The Looking Glass, Enchanted Ballroom
Gazebo: Cerridwen’s Cauldron, Seelie Gazebo, Wide
Council Table & Chairs: Noble Creations, The Round Table (Available at  We Love Roleplay)
Trees: Studio Skye, Enchanted Woods

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it! 

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Bad Faerie

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Gwyneth:

Everyone is handling the aftermath of our little war (please let it be over!) differently. Dyisi, though depleted in strength, has continued selflessly to do things for the Realm. Her loyalty, strength, and grace under pressure are unmatched. Drysi continues to bug me about going to London on a shopping trip, and we will, we will, just as soon as I have my shit together. Which could be… yeah. Wulfrich is training new recruits to make up for our losses during the battles, Bran is helping out in the infirmary when he can, and Nathaniel is spending a lot of time in his office going over notes and figures and whatever else he does in there. I’d say Internet porn, but, you know. No Internet in Faerie. Arahaelon is healing up nicely, and I’m looking forward to spending some time with him once he’s better. Maric and Aoibheann are missing, presumed in some other realm or in mutual comas. But, you know. That’s how those two always react to a crisis.

Me? Heh.

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It’s funny you should ask that….

It’s funny you should ask that…. You see,

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I’ll admit it: I found myself feeling rather self-destructive after all was said and done.

I’ll admit it: I found myself feeling rather self-destruct after all was said and done.

Why? I have no idea. I’m still not much of a drinker, so I hopped to a nearby realm and bought a pack of cigarettes and just about fucking killed myself trying to smoke for the first time in years (I’d quit ages before the accident).

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But while I was there, I discovered the coolest thing!

But while I was there, I discovered the coolest thing! OK, I was in Shoreditch, where everything is cool: I walked down from the Box Park toward Liverpool Street Station, figured I’d get a bite to eat somewhere in tragically hep Shoreditch and environs. My bus dumped me before Liverpool Street, so I got out to wait for the next one and tried to smoke again, with absolutely no results. This guy was watching me and he pointed across the street to a place called House Of Vapes. OK… So I went in to this place and discovered there is such a thing as an electronic cigarette.

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Now of course, it won’t last long in the Wylds.

Now, of course, it won’t last long in the Wylds.

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But I love this little thing!

But I love this little thing! Never mind that I have to realm-hop to recharge it and it’s going to disintegrate on me probably before the week is out: I can always get another one, and they’re not too expensive unless you really get in to them the way people in Shoreditch are in to things.

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How fun, to be smoking, but not coughing, not inhaling burning paper!

How fun, to be smoking, but not coughing, not inhaling burning paper! And the guys in the shop were all activists; they pointed me to places I could ring so I could tell my MP that e-cigarette bans (omg what a funny word, e-cig!) were bad and wrong, and pointed me to a dozen health studies underwritten by the NHS and other reputable agencies, which prove that electronic cigarettes are far less dangerous than their “analog” (omg what another funny word!) cigarettes. I nodded politely and smiled. They gave me a cylinder of liquid nicotine that tastes like blackcurrant preserves and another one that tastes like a gin and tonic!

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So I suppose you could say I’m wasting time on whatever will take my mind away.

So I suppose you could say I’m wasting time on whatever will take my mind away from it all.

Of course, in the near future, I have a Yule Ball to plan and dozens of holiday parties to attend, but I’m just not going to think about that right now.

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Right now, I’m going to try not to think, at all.

Right now, I’m going to try not to think, at all.

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Head: Catwa Jessica
Body: Maitreya Lara
Skin: DeeTaleZ, “Amanda” Catwa applier in Celtic, Maitreya and SLink appliers in the same shade for body, hands, and feet.
Lipstick: Modish
Eyes: IKON, Sovereign Eyes, Electric
Ears: BentBox Sylvan Ears, Medium (Available at We Love Roleplay)
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Wings: Astralia, Warrior Wings (rare)
Tattoo: White Widow, Neverland (Available at Enchantment)
Arm and Leg Vines: Candy Cyanide, Eva
Boots: 22769, Jika-Tabi Red Leather
E-Cig: NikotiN, Grenade Vape
Stone Circle: Gor Con, Menhir Circle
Flower Field: The Looking Glass, Ichi Fields
Forest: Studio Skye, Enchanted Woods

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it! 

 

 

Curse, Begone!

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Gwyneth:

I was talking with Drysi in the feast hall, or the makeshift infirmary, or whatever you want to call it. We were discussing some of the things that came up in Cherish’s radio show the other day, how awkward we both felt in the spotlight, and we also discussed how Drysi could better control her glamour. There was some short discussion of our upcoming shopping trip to London, and I promised Drysi I’d come up with a pair of jeans and some kind of t-shirt or hoodie for her to wear while we’re there. My only concern with putting Drysi in more modern clothing is that she’ll insist on wearing jeans all the time and I’ll be stuck going to other realms to keep her in denim before it all falls apart around her in the Wylds. Or maybe I can find an organic denim that our seamstresses could make into trousers here, without things like zipper closures and other modern accoutrements. Something to think about.

Anyway, Dyisi wandered in and started puttering about in the makeshift apothecary, messing about with this and that and muttering to herself. We continued our conversation around her; poor Dyisi is quite worn out from all the work she did surrounding the recent Goblin conflict. I just assumed she was working on more poultices to help our wounded.

But that’s not what she was doing! Eventually, she wandered over and asked me to sit down. I’ve learned not to ask what she wants when she’s being imperious like that. So I sat down, and she applied this goopy but wonderful-smelling poultice to my hair. I was initially grossed out by the goopiness, but then I could feel the magic start to work, and stuff started glowing. She told me to leave it on for an hour, then wash my hair and see what happened.

While we were waiting, we talked about small things. Dyisi’s magic is so powerful and so unlike my own. I could feel it working into my scalp. Eventually, I went into the kitchens and washed my hair with help from Clutie and Dina; we towel-dried it, and then I came back into the infirmary. Dyisi said, “OK, now try changing your hair colour.” And I tried, just a little bit.

And suddenly, suddenly it was easy. I could change my hair colour! Even my eyebrows! I was suddenly like a child fae again, playing with my hair! It’s so new and wonderful; I don’t think I shall ever tire of it.

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All the colours? Not even close: I can do so much more than this!

How amazing to be a blonde again! And how liberating to be a redhead: I can’t wait to show that one to Nathaniel— I think this alone might revolutionise our love life!

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Blonde again!

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Casting a long shadow

When we were finished, I gave Dyisi back some of the energy she’d expended, even though it wasn’t the way she ordinarily acquires energy. I was and am so grateful. I even said, “Thank you.” I owe her a boon. I am in her debt. And I don’t mind being in her debt, because I love her and I’d give her anything. Anything.

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Necklace: Maxi Gossamer, Clockwork Steampunk Heart
Shoes: Reign, Inferno Heels (available at The Secret Affair)
Tattoos:
Arms & Legs: Things, Aigneis & Airell
Chest: Arise, Peter Pan Tattoo #1, “Never Grow Up” (Available at Enchantment)

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Tight Wire: a Prayer

Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

They say: “War is coming.”

They say: “Prepare yourself.”

They say: “Put away your whimsy; be a warrior, not that elf

Who dances careless in the sunlight; she must pick her shield up now.

They say: “Troubles are upon us; you are Queen; you made a vow.”

Shall I stand in autumn's sunlight, feel the fire catch my wings

Shall I stand in autumn’s sunlight, feel the fire catch my wings

Shall I stand in autumn’s sunlight, feel the fire catch my wings

Shall I be a dancing counterpart, the warrior who sings?

Shall I be a dancing counterpart, the warrior who sings?

Shall I be a dancing counterpart, the warrior who sings?

Or shall I watch as armies march into our sacred Land

Or shall I watch as armies march into our sacred Land

Or shall I watch as armies march into our sacred Land

Or shall I call on beauty and the hearts within my hand?

Or shall I call on beauty and the hearts within my hand?

Or shall I call on beauty and the hearts within my hand?

Oh, what is wrong with leaping, dancing as the battle rains

Oh, what is wrong with leaping, dancing as the battle rains

Oh, what is wrong with leaping, dancing as the battle rains

Can I not be the joy that travels, lightening their pains?

Can I not be the joy that travels, lightening their pains?

Can I not be the joy that travels, lightening their pains?

Is this what you want of me, a goddess leading love

Is this what you want of me? A goddess leading love

Is this what you want of me? A goddess leading love

To battle, ploughshares into swords

To battle, ploughshares into swords?

To battle ploughshares into swords?

I'd rather cast a dancing ward

I’d rather cast a dancing ward

I’d rather cast a dancing ward

Round all of us, a leaping joy

Round all of us, a leaping joy

Round all of us, a leaping joy

In contrast to the warrior Queen

In contrast to the warrior Queen

In contrast to the warrior Queen

How could I then rise to destroy

How could I then rise to destroy

How could I then rise to destroy

An enemy I've never seen?

An enemy I’ve never seen?

An enemy I’ve never seen?

Oh, make me not a warrior

Oh, make me not a warrior

Oh, make me not a warrior

My Goddess, or a harsh mistress

My Goddess, or a harsh mistress

My Goddess, or a harsh mistress

No, let me rise

No, let me rise

No, let me rise

And watch them fade

And watch them fade

And watch them fade

And fade they will

And fade they will

And fade they will

And if they watch me from afar,

And if they watch me from afar,

And if they watch me from afar,

They shall see love, and not distress.

They shall know love, and not distress.

They shall know love, and not distress.

Style Cards:

Autumn Ballroom
Ballroom: The Looking Glass, Enchanted Ballroom
Moon and Stars Net: Refined Wild, Nightly Netting
Body: Maitreya
Head: Catwa
Skin: Lumae, Niska
Ears: Lumae, Leevi Long Ears
Hair: Analog Dog, Chi (New at the Analog Dog Main Store!)
Clothes, Wings and Autumn Tattoo: Jinx, Hösten Fae

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Stone Circle: Gor Con
Background Trees: Studio Skye
Body: Maitreya
Head: Catwa
Hair: Exile, Windsong
Ears: Lumae, Leevi Long Ears
Wings & Staff, NSP Florals, Phoenix Rising
Dress: Mistique, Anshee (available at Fair Play!)
Shoes: Aisling, Enchanted Rose Heels
Headdress: Ersch, Die Schone Sternen Red RARE (Available at Fair Play!)

Red Dress Photos:
Stone Circle: 
Gor Con
Background Trees: 
Studio Skye
Body: 
Maitreya
Head: 
Catwa
Hair: 
Exile, Windsong
Ears: 
Lumae, Leevi Long Ears
Wings & Staff, 
NSP Florals, Phoenix Rising
Dress: 
Mistique, Anshee (available at Fair Play!)
Shoes: 
Aisling, Enchanted Rose Heels
Headdress:
Otherskin, Time Out (Available at Fair Play!)

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it! 

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Back to Faerie

The Gypsy Davey:

The Gypsy Davey:

“No. Absolutely not,” I said.

Dyisi just stood there, with that implacable look on her face, a calm little smile, as if she’d expected this answer from me.

“Ochi, akribos mou,” she said— I can never follow her when she talks Greek— “It’s just that you are needed. Magic of a different kind, growing magic, building magic, and there can be no affiliation.”

“No,” I repeated. “I’m not going back there.”

“No,” I repeated. “I’m not going back there.”

“It’s for a rose bower,” she said. “Some kind of rose that’s… interconnected with the Fae Lands.”

“Well, well, well,” I said. “Her Majesty wants me to transplant a Sithen Rose.”

“Well, well, well,” I said. “Her Majesty wants me to transplant a Sithen Rose.”

Dyisi mmed. “She does. The King asked her to have it placed in the bower… hm, a few nights ago?”

“And why am I the one chosen to undertake this?” I was cross, but I couldn’t hold back my curiosity.

“And why am I the one chosen to undertake this?” I was cross, but I couldn’t hold back my curiosity.

“I told you before,” Dyisi said. “You have … no affiliation. You are not loyal to the Seelie or to the Unseelie. And … in her own way, she trusts you.”

I nearly laughed out loud at that.

I nearly laughed out loud at that.

I nearly laughed out loud at that. “She trusts me,” I said.

“Nai, she does,” Dyisi asserted. “And she asked me to come and fetch you back to Faerie, you and the boys, your whole caravan if you want, to make a grotto for this rose, and ward it well, and make it… oh, you know, she likes things pretty.”

“How long would I have to stay?” I sighed.

“How long would I have to stay?” I sighed.

“Just until the work is done, akribos mou, and that pace is up to you,” Dyisi replied.

She turned away from me: I imagined it was to hide a triumphant smile. “Very well,” I said, and I gathered the boys and the caravan and explained to them what I was doing. “I’ll go ahead with Dyisi,” I said, “and you take the Gypsy Roads back to Faerie: you all know how to get there.”

One of the old men laughed in my face. “You fool,” he said. “You got away from her once; going back there would be suicide.”

In the end, one of the men agreed to lead the caravan back to Faerie. “It’s not like we haven’t been there a dozen times before,” he said. Another dig at me. I ran my fingers through my hair: the “man-bun” as the boys call it was beginning to annoy me.

As we'd done before, Dyisi reached out her staff to me, and I held on to both the staff and her hand.

As we’d done before, Dyisi reached out her staff to me, and I held on to both the staff and her hand.

As we’d done before, Dyisi reached out her staff to me, and I held on to both the staff and her hand.

Now the Gypsy Roads are quick and clever, but no mode of transportation is faster than Dyisi’s real-walking trick. I watched this time, hoping to understand how she did it, but I never can catch that realm she walks you through, the nothingness of it, the deep cold of it. In the end, I closed my eyes, because the dizziness overtook me and I feared I’d pass out if I tried to examine it further.

Once we got to the Seelie Bower, I quickly grabbed some food up in the kitchens. Luckily, she wasn’t around, so I didn’t have to deal with what I’m sure would have been her smug assurance that of course I’d come back. It was hours later when the boys arrived, and by that time I’d already begun construction on the bower arch. The boys came round quickly and laid some cobblestones, but I back-pedalled eventually and changed them for another path.

Here's the big bower arch: you can tell how tall it is in this picture.

Here’s the big bower arch: you can tell how tall it is in this picture.

Here’s the big bower arch: you can tell how tall it is in this picture.

I admit I was proud of the arch work.

I admit I was proud of the arch work.

I admit I was proud of the arch work.

The boys joked about what a pretty boy I was, so I let them take a few more photographs. It doesn’t matter: they’ll eventually disintegrate if we spend too long in Faerie.

I think this is my favourite one.

I think this is my favourite one.

I think this is my favourite shot of me with the arch. We used Gypsy magic to braid the thick vines and grew them a bit so they looked as if they’d always grown that way.

That was the point at which I decided the cobblestones had to go: we’d just pull up the ground covering and smooth the ground out as had been done for the other pathways in the Bower. No need to make this one look as if there were something special about it: the sithen rose, when it’s transplanted, will be special enough on its own.

Even in October, this kind of work gets hot.

Even in October, this kind of work gets hot.

Even in October, this kind of work gets hot. Here I am pushing a story stone into place beside the path.

As chilly as it was when we started, as the afternoon wore on I got hot and had to remove my shirt and cardigan. By this time, a crowd of young Sidhe girls had gathered around, and— you know, I didn’t ask for their attention. Of course, I didn’t mind it, either.

Planting the last of the rosebushes.

Planting the last of the rosebushes.

Planting the last of the rosebushes finally happened around dusk. We were all dead tired by this point and decided to wait on constructing the actual grotto wall until the next day. It would be a simple job, after all. I’d had some of the boys gather some good stones for the wall, and we began work early the next morning.

I ended up pretty proud of the circular grotto wall we constructed.

I ended up pretty proud of the circular grotto wall we constructed.

I ended up pretty proud of the circular grotto wall we constructed. Now, we can park the vardo in the forest and wait til it’s time to transplant the rose itself. That’ll have to be done very carefully. My hope is we can just hide out in the Great Seelie Forest and I won’t have to see her, not once, not at all, and then we can get the fuck out of Faerie and back on the Road where we belong.

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Farm Pictures:

The Gypsy Davey:
Body, Hands & Feet: SLink Physique
Skin: 7 Deadly s{K}ins, October Group Gift (available at the 7 Deadly s{K}ins Main Store —Join the group quick, while it’s only $50L!). SLink body appliers are also available at the Main Store.
Hair: Besom, Derek
Eyes: Poetic Colors
Ears: Mandala, Steking Ears Season 5
Shirt and Cardigan: Body Factory, Ace (Available at Fashion Fair Autumn!)
Jeans: AR2 Style, NY Jeans (Available at Fashion Fair Autumn!)
Boots: 22769, Jika-Tabi

Bower Pictures:
Body, Hands & Feet: 
SLink Physique
Skin: 7
Deadly s{K}ins, October Group Gift (available at the 7 Deadly s{K}ins Main Store —Join the group quick, while it’s only $50L!). SLink body appliers are also available at the Main Store.
Hair: 
No Match, No Perfection (Available at On9)
Eyes: 
Poetic Colors
Ears: 
Mandala, Steking Ears Season 5
Shirt and Cardigan: 
Body Factory, Ace (Available at Fashion Fair Autumn!)
Jeans: 
AR2 Style, NY Jeans (Available at Fashion Fair Autumn!)
Boots: 
22769, Jika-Tabi

Thanks, as often, to Dyisi Oppewall, for letting me drag her around and photograph her avatar, and for letting me make her part of the Gypsy Davey’s story.

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it! 

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Preparing for Samhain

Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

I could tell something was up; Clutie and Dani were chittering like mad this morning. I mean, more than they usually chitter. And usually they know better than to enter my bedroom before Bran has brought me my first pot of coffee; speaking of which we’re running out of the Kona I got when I was in Nu Jyorck; I’m going to have to go back and replace it soonish. And eventually I’ll have to tell you all what happened while I was there. It wasn’t anything huge and spectacular, but Nu Jyorck was a very interesting place.

Anyway. I could tell something was up. And then it dawned on me. Autumn has come to the Bower and to the Realm. Mason is swift approaching. And that means… shit.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!” Finally, Clutie could no longer contain herself. “The first wave of Samhain gowns is here for you to try on!”

Oh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Samhain gowns. It’s about to be masqued ball season, and the Fae are very, very serious about Samhain parties. Now, I love parties as well as the next girl, but back in my old life, Halloween was never my favourite holiday, and don’t get me started on British vs. American customs. But the fact is, the Fae seem to celebrate Halloween (Samhain) far more in the spirit of the Americans than the British. Which, OK, is fine, but a lifetime of being told that “we do not dress up and go door to door in this country, well not at Halloween, anyway,” will stick with a girl, you know?

I tried to roll over in bed, but that little bitch landed on my head. Her feet were all wet from dew, and she practically stuck a toe up my nose. Ew.

“Fine, fine, fine,” I said finally. “Where do you want to do it?”

“Ballroom!” she and Dani chorused together. They’d obviously been planning this since before the sun came up. So I got up and didn’t bother doing anything with myself, since they’d be poking and prodding at me all morning anyway. Let them worry about whether or not there are knots in my hair.

The first dress they had me try was surprisingly regal!

The first dress they had me try was surprisingly regal!

The first dress they had me try was surprisingly regal! And I have to admit, I loved the jewellery Dani picked out. The dress designer is Dark Water Designs, and the jewellery is from Devious Mind. Dani did my face with some more of those designs she gets from Madrid Solo, and Clutie pulled my hair back in to a simple design from Rezology which I actually rather liked.

"It might be too formal," Clutie said critically.

“It might be too formal,” Clutie said critically.

“It might be too formal,” Clutie said critically.

“What? What are you talking about? I love it!” I wrapped my arms around my chest, unwilling to have them remove the dress. “It’s perfect! We don’t have to try any of the others: let’s just pick this one!”

Dani clucked. Clutie kissed her teeth. “Your Majesty,” she said. “My Lady. You know there are no less than seven separate masqued balls you’ll be expected to attend this season? You can’t wear the same dress to all of them.”

I groaned.

“No, you can’t send regrets to any of them,” Clutie said sternly. “Put your big girl wings on and lift your arms so we can get you out of this dress and into the next one. Put it in the ‘yes’ wardrobe,” she said to Kern. Why do they always pick him to do the heavy lifting? Then again, he does look stunning without a shirt on.

“And when you’re done with that,” I said, “send a message and cancel my brunch with the children. They won’t mind.”

"The children need Samhain outfits too," Clutie said as she straightened the mermaid skirt on this dress.

“The children need Samhain outfits too,” Clutie said as she straightened the mermaid skirt on this dress.

“The children need Samhain outfits too,” Clutie said as she straightened the mermaid skirt on this dress. Dani nodded as she deftly attached a butterfly made of black titanium to the dress’ headband.

I just shook my head. “Let’s really not think about the prospect of getting Bronwyn to wear black this morning.” The two Sidhe footmen pulled the mirror around so I could see myself. “Oh! I love this one too! I look like a goth flapper! A Gibson Girl without the boobage!”

This dress is by Beyond Persuasion Designs, and Clutie explained (she was translating for Dani, whose only human language is Portuguese, of all things) that the raven tattoo pattern came with the dress, but that it was her idea to match them with the face paint design from Mon Cher and the jewellery from Alchemy Immortals. She was quick to point out that she’d chosen the hair design from Lelutka when I praised it. I had to laugh at that. “Right,” I said. “Yes wardrobe for this one too: next!”

"Next!"

“Next!”

Clutie giggled. “That’s the spirit!” she said as the two footmen came round to help me shimmy out of the dress. (Yes, of course they were cute. There are no ugly footmen in the Seelie Court!)

"It's purple! I love purple!" I said, when I saw this one.

“It’s purple! I love purple!” I said, when I saw this one.

“It’s purple! I love purple!” I said, when I saw this one.

“It has purple accents, Your Majesty.” Clutie always gets more formal when she is correcting me or telling me how to do something, I’ve noticed.

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes. “What? Drysi’s not here to do it: somebody has to be the teenager here.”

Clutie clucked. “Do you know where Her Highness is, Your Majesty?”

Uh, oh. Two formal titles in one sentence. “I do not,” I said tightly. “Dyisi would only say she’s somewhere safe and she’ll come to me when she’s ready.”

Clutie sniffed and visibly chose not to say anything more on the matter. “Kern, put the Facepalm dress into the ‘yes’ wardrobe, and note that we’re using the MOCK makeup and the Eden Moon jewellery with it, please? Hair is…” she flipped through a set of index cards big enough that she had to use both hands. “Oh! Rezology again.”

Kern sighed the sigh of the long-suffering and complied. As the two footmen moved to remove this dress, he did manage one comment: “Why are you always sending me out of the room when the Queen’s undressed, hm?” There were giggles. They might have been from me.

I gave the dress a final twirl and waited for them to bring on the next one.

I gave the dress a final twirl and waited for them to bring on the next one.

I gave the dress a final twirl and waited for them to bring on the next one.

“It’s not really a ‘room’, Kern,” Clutie muttered while she went through designer cards to decide which dress would be next.

No sooner had they put the next dress on me than a small murder of crows appeared.

No sooner had they put the next dress on me than a small murder of crows appeared.

No sooner had they put the next dress on me than a small murder of crows appeared. “Well, I guess this means Nemaine approves of this one,” I said.

"Would you cretins get off me? And don't be taking any more of my hair back to Nemaine: she's got plenty already," I grumbled.

“Would you cretins get off me? And don’t be taking any more of my hair back to Nemaine: she’s got plenty already,” I grumbled.

“Would you cretins get off me? And don’t be taking any more of my hair back to Nemaine: she’s got plenty already,” I grumbled.

Clutie ignored the crows and asked Kern to make a note that the Moeko dress included jewellery by Glint and another facepaint design by Madrid Solo, lipstick by MOCK. I asked about the body paint, and she explained it was a design that actually came with the dress, from the dress designer. “Tableau Vivant for the hair,” she whispered to Kern.

“When did I start handling the notecards?” Kern asked.

“You complained about not seeing the Queen naked,” Clutie responded. “So I’m handing off the wardrobe job to….” she flung her hand out in a seemingly random direction. “him!” A surprised steward’s assistant came running from the ballroom’s edge. “Yes, madam; of course, madam,” he said. Clutie rolled her eyes at him, but I don’t think he noticed: Clutie’s eyes are very small, of course, and he only had eyes for me. Of course.

I liked the dress a lot better once the crows had been shooed away at last.

I liked the dress a lot better once the crows had been shooed away at last.

I liked the dress a lot better once the crows had been shooed away at last. “Hey, you can see my shoes!”

GizzA,” Clutie informed. “You’ve been wearing them all morning.”

“I know, I know!” I said. “But now I can see them!”

Clutie sighed. “Next dress, please?”

“Next dress, please.”

"Now, this," I said, "really makes me feel like a Gothic Samhain Princess. And Dani, what have you done with my hair?"

“Now, this,” I said, “really makes me feel like a Gothic Samhain Princess. And Dani, what have you done with my hair?”

“Now this,” I said, “really makes me feel like a Gothic Samhain Princess. And Dani, what have you done with my hair?”

Dani chittered excitedly to Clutie. “Analog Dog, she says,” Clutie informed. “Best curls ever, she says.” Clutie turned to Kern. “Necklace is from Cae, armlets are from Earthstones, dress is from Deceitful Innocence.” Kern grumbled that she was talking too fast, and she grumbled back. “Makeup is Madrid Solo and MOCK again.OK, strike a Gothic Princess pose for us, Your Majesty, and then we’ll move on to the last dress for this morning.”

"Only one more dress?" I moaned. "Oh, the humanity!"

“Only one more dress?” I moaned. “Oh, the humanity!”

“Only one more dress?” I moaned. “Oh, the humanity!”

Everybody laughed. Some of the footmen applauded, luckily not the ones who were holding up the mirrors.

“Right, Your Majesty. Keep your eyes closed for this next one: I want you to get the whole effect immediately!” Clutie had a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Am I going to hate it that much?” I asked.

Clutie smirked. “I have absolutely no idea,” she said, wide-eyed.

So I closed my eyes, because after all, these are my trusted advisors, right? Clutie would never steer me wrong. I felt — ooh, definitely raw silk. I heard the swishing of fabric, the engaging of buttons and clips. Someone slid my shoes off and added stockings—felt like fishnet! I love fishnet. On my feet, definitely boots (I love boots). And… was that a hat they were putting on my head? Oh, help.

"Open your eyes, Your Majesty," Clutie said.

“Open your eyes, Your Majesty,” Clutie said.

“Open your eyes, Your Majesty,” Clutie said.

I couldn’t stop myself: I squealed! I screamed with delight. “It’s so, so, so, Purple!

Clutie fell backwards in the air, she was laughing so hard. She managed to get out, “It’s So- So- So- Souled Out, actually!”

We were all laughing by this time. “The hat too?”

“Yes, the hat too.” Clutie grinned widely. “I knew I was right to save this one for last. Kern– did you get that? Dress is by Souled Out. Makeup is Madrid Solo. Hair is Olive. Boots are Lassitude and Ennui, and the necklace is Maxi Gossamer.

Kern scribbled furiously— at least he could almost manage the notecards.

I turned sideways. "You have no idea how much I love this outfit," I said to no one in particular.

I turned sideways. “You have no idea how much I love this outfit,” I said to no one in particular.

I turned sideways. “You have no idea how much I love this outfit,” I said to no one in particular.

Several different versions of, “Oh, yes, we do, Your Majesty!” came from various voices.

"I'm not taking it off," I declared.

“I’m not taking it off,” I declared.

“I’m not taking it off,” I declared.

“Yes, you are, Your Majesty,” Clutie replied. “Because it is not Samhain yet, and this is for a Samhain party.” Demifae logic. Gotta love it.

“But I don’t want to take it off!” I protested.

“Would you like me to ask the guards for help?”

I smirked. “I can’t decide whether to say ‘yes, because then I’d have sexy Sidhe men holding me down,’ or ‘no, because the jacket might get torn in the process….'”

In the end, I let them take it off me and went back to my chambers with a spring in my step and a smile on my face.

But the HAT. Oh, sweet Lady of Summer, I love the HAT!

But the HAT. Oh, sweet Lady of Summer, I love the HAT!

Style card for items not mentioned specifically in the text:
Body: Maitreya
Skin: DeeTaleZ
Ears: Lumae
Eyebrows: Dead Apples
Hands (and feet, even when not visible): SLink

All these clothes, and the Glint jewellery, are available at Endless Love of the Night: A Gothic Wedding Eventhosted by Hidden Sanctuary Events. Many of them are exclusives; for example, only 20 copies of the Beyond Persuasion gown Gwyneth is wearing in the second set of photos will be sold. 

Endless Love of the Night: A Gothic Wedding Event is OPEN NOW!

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Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it! 

What Gwyneth’s Wearing

Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

Unusual for me, here is a straight-up fashion blog!

The Mystery Gacha Fair is on, and of course I couldn’t resist. I’ll be blogging some of the other stuff from the fair in the next day or so but here is the first dress that Gwyneth tried on.

The Belle Epoque Dress

The Belle Epoque Dress

The skin I’m wearing in this photo is a special skin from 7 Deadly s{K}ins. It’s Sientje, in the new tone Pineapple, and it’s a new release for the Fourth of July Weekend. I rejoiced when I saw this skin, because it means I can put Gwyneth in a 7 Deadly s{K}ins skin and keep her basic look. The Pineapple tone is a little darker than she usually wears, but Sunkissed for Summer is a great look, and I am madly in love with this skin and its gorgeous, gorgeous light blonde eyebrows. Yes! It’s available from the 7 Deadly s{K}ins Main Store.

I was so impressed by Belle Epoque’s Criseida dress from Fair Play that I had to play their gacha and get at least one of these beautiful gowns. As I expected, it fits perfectly, and the colours and texturing are to die for. This is the Edith dress in blue and gold.

Earthstones' Calliope Armlet

Earthstones’ Calliope Armlet

And, something I wore in a couple of the handfasting prep photos but forgot to credit, in this photo you can see the gorgeous Earthstones Calliope Armlet, in Lovely. You can change the texture of the metal, so I chose gold because of course Gwyneth is into gold. 🙂 This is also a great way to view one of my favourite Analog Dog hairs, Megan. Queue Marlowe has such a talent for creating hair that is a mix of mesh and flexi, so it moves realistically while also not going all through your clothing and body at odd angles. The circlet you can see here is from Le Forme, and you can get it from their Mainstore. It’s also on their stall at Fair Play.

Here's another view of Gwyneth in this beautiful dress.

Here’s another view of Gwyneth in this beautiful dress.

Here’s another view of Gwyneth in this beautiful dress. If you look closely, you can see the Independent Objects Alia Foot Jewellery in blue just peeking out. These are also available at Fair Play.

Style Card:

Skin: 7 Deadly s{K}ins, Sientje (new for the Fourth of July Weekend and available at the 7 Deadly s{K}ins Main Store!)
Hair: Analog Dog (natch!), Megan
Dress: Belle Epoque, Edith Blue & Gold (Mystery Gacha Fair!)
Foot Jewellery: Independent Objects, Alia Foot Jewellery, Blue (Available at Fair Play!)
Earthstones, Calliope Armlet, Lovely (Available at Fair Play!)
Necklace: Ellabella, Ensorcelled Necklace, Mist
Circlet: Le Forme, Rivendell Circlet, Gold (Available at their Main Store, or at their kiosk at Fair Play!)

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