The Cosmopolitan on Las Vegas’s strip turns one of their pools into an ice skating rink! I didn’t actually go to it because I haven’t skated since I was 12 or something.

But it looked really cool from a distance! At twelve years old, I picked up ice skating fairly quickly. I mean I wasn’t amazing, but I could skate around the rink and not fall.

Nowadays, I would likely fall on my ass more than skate. You’ll find my snuggly outerwear at this round of Designer Showcase. KC Couture’s tops come with huds, so you can change the textures. That goes for the earmuffs too!
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I’m wearing
Top: :::KC::: Rustic Sweater (Maitreya) and Earmuffs @ Designer Showcase December
Bottom: Izzie’s Mainstore Tights (Maitreya)
Shoes: Pure Poison – Emma IceSkates – w/socks – Maitreya @ Uber
Hair: AD – Pearl
Body Parts: Maitreya Mesh Body Lara and LAQ Mesh Head Trinity
Sunshine is wearing
Top: :::KC::: Jacket Fur (Maitreya) @ Designer Showcase December
Bottom: -Pixicat- Signe.Jeans – Grey (Maitreya)
Shoes: The Secret Store Vintage Ice Skates Candy Polka/Pompons (Former Gacha Item)
Hair: [e] Lillian
Body Parts: Body Parts: LeLutka Head Stella and Maitreya Body Lara
Pose: !Bang Unsteady
Location: Duet
Post title pinched from Green Day “She’s a Rebel”



I know many people are sick of the election and now that it’s over, I cannot deny it. The results devastated me. In fact, I haven’t been able to do much until now. Well, I have gone to work and all, but I mean my creative juices were shot because I felt as though I was lost. If I ever told anyone to just accept the results and move on, I’m sorry that I didn’t realize how you felt until now. Indeed, it super sucks!
So with the current agenda, I felt as though I was missing out on current events because I wasn’t an active Twitter user, so I decided to really understand Twitter after the results. I have concluded it pisses me off. It’s never been a social platform that was geared to me because of the character limit. The limit doesn’t piss me off, though. It’s the amount of bullshit, vitriol, and what the fuck moments that spread like wildfires.
And it pisses me off because it totally sucked me in. Not only on Twitter but chiming in on random articles that spoke to me. While me getting sucked in isn’t anyone’s fault but my own, it’s fucked up because I want to believe I can change it. Although, I did have a nice Twitter conversation with an opposite perspective.
She popped my Twitter argument cherry. I appreciated that exchange because it felt like a genuine conversation. She was (is) an undercover Chop Zuey Moksha pearl. Did it convince me to use Twitter as the ultimate outlet for my real self? Uh, no. It’s too fucking weird out there right now. I think?
Maybe it always was, and I was just naive. Maybe it isn’t, and it’s just the regular aftermath but in an online, thus all over the place, social networking environment. Regardless of what it is, I had to come back to my safe place. Silver lining? It’s selfish, so sorry bout that! I can safely say that I’m still a #nastywoman. Where that ideology takes me, well, “coming at you on the count of one two (one, two, three, four).” 😉








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