Archive for January, 2013

“Out on the Town” AKA “A prude goes Linedancing”

Posted in Uncategorized on January 24, 2013 by RedLexi

Okay, I admit it, its rare that I go out into SL just to have fun.  More often then not when my partner is not on line with me,  I just hang out on my land, ‘sewing” new designs, improving the store or fussing with the garden. My dear Moz thinks I move things to much…but that is a story for another day.  Tonight the story is that I had a rare urge to go out on the town.  My desired entertainment for the evening…..country line dancing!

I love country music and i think i look damn fine in a cowboy hat, it was high time i got out and  indulged in both. I had not been line dancing on SL in at least a year…and tonight was the night. I put on my loudest cowboy duds….my favorite hat (yes i have more then one) and hit search to find a country bar. Dozens came up and several sounded good. One toted itself as “SL”s Best Country Hot Spot”  Can’t be bad right?   Off I went all dressed up and ready to Boot Scoot boogie.

“Welcome Lexi!” I get greeted with at the bar….followed instantly by “Take your clothes off and stay awhile!”  Then the club rezzed and there they were, naked people in cowboy hats. Some had chaps on….just chaps, no jeans….just cheek framing chaps. “My eyes! Holy Mother of Gaga!” I covered my eyes and slowly backed out of the club.  That was so not what i had in mind.

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 He’s just as proud as he can be
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He goin’ give us a peek!

I teleported to the next club on the list and found myself rezzed outside a little clapboard  saloon with a horse and a hitch post beside the swinging saloon style doors.  This looked promising. The sounds of Big and Rich  boomed from the speakers, sounded promising too. I pushed open those doors and wandered on inside…..and…”Holy Crap! My Eyes!”  This time everyone was only nearly naked. It seemed I had come upon Thong Night at the  saloon.

I have to admit, i had no idea nudity had gotten so prevalent in country and western bars. Clearly a lot had changed over the past year. At least I am starting to understand why my SL clothing lines sell so slowly but the new mesh boobs are all the rage.  It turns out Second life is full of nudists.

Daunted but determined, i kept on. This time when i went thru search i looked for a club that was not even remotely near SL’s Hottest.  Maybe  even someplace cold….so they would have to be dressed for the warmth.  The next club I picked looked nice, well decorated and it had a big sign full of rules by the door. Rule  #1 was “No NUDITY – Bits and parts must be covered.”  Quasar Country Saloon!  Yes! At last I had found a place where i could dance without having to avert my eyes.

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I did mention that it was a loud outfit?

They played new country, they played old county. They even played some disco. I was in line dance paradise!  The dances were great, the people friendly and I only got mistaken for a girl once. (It happens to me  a lot, must be something abut the name Lexi.. It can’t be the red sequin top. )  Then suddenly , as if  the universe was needing to keep up with what seemed to have become the naked theme of the evening, the club was raided by a Streaker. However….he kept in at least the spirit of the saloon rules as he dashed  around the club in fashionable red tartan sneakers and a mint hat.

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You just can’t make this stuff up. Maybe I need to get out more so that all the weirdness the universe has lined up for me doesn’t  have to be delivered all in one night. On the other hand, it did make for one heck of a fun and laugh worthy evening.  If you can stand country music, stop by the Quasar Country Saloon, I suspect you might find me there again soon.

Lex out.

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Introverted Style

Posted in Uncategorized on January 11, 2013 by RedLexi

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I am an introvert.

It is commonly felt that a person should want  to have lots of friends and make these friendships easily, you should greet new experiences enthusiastically and quickly and brag about yourself and your skills to any who will listen.  Anyone who doesn’t fit this pattern is often looked at with concern or worse,  just overlooked entirely. I get overlooked fairly often and I can’t blame people  for doing so really. It takes time to get to know me and meanwhile the  extroverts sparkle so bright and talk so well that a quiet man will nearly always get lost in their din. Besides, I am in love with an extrovert and I know how much fun they can be.

You can’t always tell that I am one of these solitary minded souls. When writing in my blog I can share.  One on one in conversation on a topic I care about, I can be dazzling and quick. My wit is sharp, my humor bright. Get me into a group  however,  or ask me to talk about myself and pfff….it all just melts away. Even though I know I am very intelligent,  I just murmur what ever inane thing  it takes to get the spotlight back off of me.

Its not that I am shy or lack in confidence, in fact just the opposite is true. I know I am talented, I am proud of my keen mind and sarcastic wit, confident of my artistic skills and I am _very sure_ my avatar is drop dead sexy. I also know I am one of the best male clothing designers on Second life. Just don’t ask me to say that in front of people, it feels like bragging and it makes me uncomfortable.

All this comes up today because of something I did recently that pushed me several steps out of my comfort zone. I joined one of those “Men of the Year” contests. I must stress that was not my idea. A friend i respect a great deal showed me the contest and thought I would be a great fit for it. It was so flattering to be noticed like that…..that well…. i took the leap and I entered. The first step was easy….take a photo of yourself and try to get your very best sexy side, I aced that part. I am good at photography. Writing the paragraph explaining why you thought you were worthy to take part, now that was a lot harder to do. I have not real desire to try and sound better then anyone else. I know I babbled something about red hair, introverts and not paying much mind to who is who the fashion world. I figured it was like the blog, nobody ever reads that stuff anyway right?

Much to my surprise, I made it into the top ten!  Really?! Me??!  I am fairly sure that a possible “Man of the Year” is not suppose to squeal like that, so lets just say when i got the news i did a 15 minute, very restrained happy dance around my workshop. Then i realized……i had to do a live on the spot interview. No idea what the questions were going to be and I would have to answer them right away, no think time. Oh. Crap. So much for the happy dance, this was the stuff i dread.

Lets just say the interview was not great. I did not sparkle once….at least as far as I could tell. What could i do for the company?  What makes me different from the other guys? What would you do with a time machine? (really?)  ect.  I gave answers but I just felt weird and exposed as i sat there and tried to get something good to come out. I had Nothing.  For the next two days  after the interview I was playing the “What I should have said was….” game and you know that never makes you feel any better.

What I could have said…if I had the time I needed to ponder, think and observe as we introverts like…..would be this.

What makes me stand out is the fact that I am just uniquely and perfectly me, with my flaws, my talents and my rough blatant honesty. I am slow to choose, slow to speak and slow to love, but when i do make up my mind about something or someone I am steadfast and loyal to the end.  When I care, i do it with all my heart and all my energy. Your company could do no better then to have me represent it, because if you could make me believe in it and what it stands for, then i would be with you and that company thru good and bad times. All the while the slow burning creative fire and redheaded tenacity that is my core personality would slowly but surely light an equal belief in anyone that came in contact with me. One person at a time, Introvert style.

I don’t know if I have won or lost. I suspect I lost….but either way I doubt i will change my life much. My own extrovert entered too and as always, he charmed them with his sparkling conversation. I suspect he will place top five, maybe even win and I really hope he does.  I don’t mind staying behind and watching him shine because to at least one guy, I am already man of the year.

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