by Tracy Edelman, Guest Writer

Location: Diva Style Store

Do you ever go into a store and wish you could buy everything you see? Wish you weren’t restrained by cramped closets that are never organized? Do you dream of finding the perfect look for every event? Wish beautiful ruby slippers or some other fabulous footwear could just materialize on your feet ala Dorothy in Oz?

All this and more happens in Second Life. You doubt me, I know. But it’s true. Like Ignatius, I’m a relative newbie to SL. So imagine my delight when I found I could shop to my heart’s content. There are lots of stores to choose from offering everything from hair styles (see Ignatius’ post on Hair Fair!), handbags, shoes, dresses, lingerie (I’ll stop with that!).

Ignatius was kind enough to show me around and take me shopping. There are classifieds in SL just like in the RTD. We selected a few to visit. Nothing caught my eye until – DIVA STYLE! It’s like Talbot’s, Ann Taylor, and Levy’s rolled into a single SL store. I am in heaven. Seriously, sometimes I dream IRL that I am shopping in SL.

Check out my new look. I’d like to work in SL so I chose professional attire. Honeydew, the owner and designer of Diva Style, worked personally with me to select the perfect shoes, and to ensure a good fit. What service! No alteration fees required.

Oh – and the questions I posed earlier? Very affordable given the US$ to Linden$ exchange rate. My inventory holds anything I buy in an organized manner. I can change my hair, my height, my clothes (there I go invoking Dorothy again) in a matter of virtual moments. And, check out these shoes. They really did just materialize like magic. It’s not Oz – it’s shopping in Second Life.

ANYTIME Pappy!!

Di

Miz Dianna, I wood bee etarnully grateful tu hav yur comp’ny on a shoppin’ experdishun.

Got to git me them-thar coveralls yu sed yu found. . .

Iggy is taking other people SHOPPING now?? I feel as if my job here is done….you have learned well, Grasshopper!!
Love ya
Di

Aha, this post was to dear Tracy Edelman, not you, dear Pappy.

Nice to hear from you though.

And OF COURSE you are not dear Iggy, how can you both be he? Or he be both? Or.. He be he???

Miz Kyo,

You ain’t tryin’ ter klaim that me n’ Ignoramus be the same, is you?  Sum folk hev bin specerlatin’ in that gineral directshun.

That sugjestshun am cornpleterly erronomus for a cupple of reasons:

WUN: It wood sugjest that wun of us are sufferin’ frum skittlefrenzy or, perhaps in my kase, delishus tremenjus frum tu much moonshine. 

The onerly everdince tu suppurt that-there hipothersis is the apperunce of one jargantick (an’ talkin’, Lord help us all) raccoon, what Ignoramus calls “Beeble Baxter,” near my traps on the Unervarsity Island.

TU: Fer all of his bettur qualertees an’ jinerally gud taste in frends, Ignoramus likes varmints an’ has bin seen talkin’ tu varmints and kritturs of all sorts, erspesherly that raccoon. 

THUREE: That thing tarrifies me. Jist think of what it wood du to a corn-field.

FO: I du hate to seem errorgaunt, an’ wif all rearspecks to Ignoramus, but it shood bee plane tu the eye who are the bettur riter: me.

My lorgic am irefootable. I hopes this-here sillyjism, in the form of them ones pine-earred by Sorcraters hissef, du lay may kase tu rest. 

Jist as I plans to lay that awful talkin’ raccoon tu rest, an’ soon.

Best regords,

Pappy
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Hahah. I only realised that this was another cute guest writer halfway down..

I thought Iggy was trying out being a woman or something..

Heheh. Love the look though.. Now I realise it’s NOT Iggly.

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