Life Is A Cabaret @ Spinners

Yesterday I gave ya'll the prologue, well parts of it, because I said nothing about the many, many hours I spent shaving my face and every nook and cranny of my body. In some hard-to-reach places I even had to beg for assistance by an unnamed hair-remover. But let's forget about those traumatic moments now, suffice it to say that it takes some pain to be pretty.

Guykita, Butchette and the radiant Bocquerelle arrived to the venue on the specified time only to find that we were the only three in full drag, well except for Andy Long and his beautiful husbands, Story and Sutry. Not only that but - to add disaster to discomfort - it turned out there was an alpha layer on the ballroom floor that made Butchette's and my amazing gowns from Paris Metro disappear. "Alpha on alpha, just doesn't work, as every noob knows!", said Butchette (or something to that effect) as we moved on to the stage (which was non-alpha).

Guykita, Butchette & Bocquerelle
Photo by Butch Diavolo 

Butchette looking absolutely divine
Photo by Butch Diavolo

Isn't it amazing what can be accomplished with highlights and lowlights? Just look at Butchette's wonderful bosom, who would think that if you saw him from the side he was as flat chested as he always is.

The radiant Ms Bocquerelle, lairdess of Southern Charm etc.
Photo by Butch Diavolo

Story, Andy & Sutry Long

Kharissa, Pieni & Larz Kas

Poor little Pieni, was threatened by Butchette to be skinned and made into shoes. Brave little Pieni was not frightened by the bully because - as I was told later - "Lol he wuld have been in real trouble then. I has sharp teethies and twelve protective uncles. AND aunties and cousins. Hehe".

After a grueling two hour period eventually more and more people started showing up in the requested attire, although some were still not confident enough.

Former Second Pride Chair Doc Spad with one of our DJ's for the evening Karl Kalchek. 

Ms. Regina Yifu (in a creation she made herself) joined Butchette and me in a dance

Andy Long, the second DJ of the evening, surrounded by wives and a sister

We even had the pleasure of being joined by the renowned SecondLife
performance artist SaveMe Oh for a while (before she was kicked out
for creating lag with her sheep and meadows rezzed all over the ballroom)

Butchette, I and my brother in-law Dej with some of SaveMe's sheep

A dazzling beauty whose name I am afraid I have forgotten.
I am not even sure if she was in drag or is a woman.

Well known party goer, illustrious blogger and curmudgeonly Co-Chair of
Second Pride Petr Hastings-Vanbeeck (someone has to keep the others in line)

Hotboy Lockjaw, our last DJ for the evening, for the occasion dressed as Ms Dolly Parton

Before Spinners Drag Party

I and Butch had been preparing for this event for two days, while Guyke was away in first life and taking it easy because he already had everything he needed in his massive Inventory. It was no wonder the two of us were a bit exhausted and put our feet up a little before the party as we had been running around in our high heels for several hours.

Bocquerelle reclining and Butchette resting

Butchette takes the weight off her heels

Guykita arrives, all refreshed and ready to party

I will post more pictures from the actual party tomorrow and will then also tell you everything about who was there and who won the "Best in Drag" contest.

Oh Well...

Here I am dancing in "high drag" at Spinners since 12PM SLT, while everyone else is waiting for that part of the event to start at 4PM SLT. It seems I misunderstood something...

Oh well, I look fabulous anyway.

Spinners; Life Is A Cabaret

Spinners presents: Life is a Cabaret!

Come join us for a night of high drag! Our stellar (and oh so beautiful) entertainment includes:
DJ Karl from 12-2pm slt
DJ Andy from 2-4pm slt and
DJ Hotboy (performing as the always voluptuous Dolly Parton!) from 4-6pm slt

Wanna see how the other half lives? Now's your chance. Come spend an evening in their shoes!

We'll see you there!

SLurl to Spinners

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OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! I have absolutely nothing to wear!

Butch darling, get online a.s.a.p. I need you as a stylist NOW!

I hope to meet all you beautiful drag queens and kings there tomorrow, be there or be S-Q-U-A-R-E!

The World According to "Bock in SecondLife"

This is, according to Google Analytics today, the demographics of the visitors to "Bock in SecondLife".

There are still quite a few completely white patches that need to be filled, such as Mongolia, Greenland, Iran and some of its neighboring countries and most of Africa of course.

The tally of which countries my visitors come from (All time)

1. United States 109,003
2. Sweden 89,150
3. Russia 16,511
4. Germany 15,357
5. United Kingdom 14,191
6. Canada 10,723 (half of which are thanks to Ziggy Starsmith)
7. France 8,994
8. Netherlands 8,168
9. Egypt 5,722
10. Belgium 3,226 (all of which, I am sure, are thanks to Guyke Lundquist)

Autumn Song - Karolina Johnér Bodesand

Although it has been a sunny day today, it was also the first day that I really felt that autumn was on its way. The darkness comes earlier every day and there is a edge of coldness in the air which makes me feel a bit melancholy and wanting to cover myself with a warm and wooly blanket.

Well, actually, a warm and long lasting embrace in the arms of a man I love would be even better, but we cannot wish for everything.



Autumn Song (English translation by Bock McMillan)

The road home was very long
and I have met no one
Now, the evenings are getting cool and late.
Please comfort me a little,
for now I'm pretty tired,
and at once so terribly alone.
I never noticed before,
that the darkness is so great,
thinking of all that one should.
There are so many things
I should have said and done,
and there is so very little I did do.

Hurry my love, hurry to love,
days getting darker by the minute.
Light our candles, it's close to night,
soon the flowering summer is over.

Hurry my love, hurry to love,
days getting darker by the minute.
Light our candles, it's close to night,
soon the flowering summer is over.

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Tove Jansson was a Finland Swedish novelist, painter, illustrator, and comic strip author. She was the author of, among other works, the Moomin books. She was also a poet, and wrote the lyrics to this wonderful song "Höstvisa" ("Autumn Song") set to music by Erna Tauro.

This beautiful video where Karolina Johnér Bodesand gives her interpretation is a shortened version of the original song. I posted the full length version on October 30, 2010, Autumn Song.

Second Pride Renewed

We have had a couple of truly devastating months in those parts of the gay community in SecondLife that are affiliated to the Second Pride group.

The ugly election campaign and its even uglier aftermath, with the - hopefully - final manifestation when the two resigning directors removed all the landscaping and buildings on the Second Pride sim, leaving the nonprofit organizations and Second Pride itself in effect homeless. The sim was left almost completely barren and desolate, thus mirroring our pride that had been shattered by the internal strife. I couldn't even bring myself to visit the Second Pride sim when I got the news that the main building had also been removed, I knew it would be an ugly sight.

At the last board meeting Jak Calcutt was appointed as interim Build Director to see to it that the sim was ready for a few upcoming events. His workload was of course increased many times when the main building was removed the day after his appointment.

After hearing that Jak had started his work, with help from others when required, I decided to make a visit to the sim today.

I was extremely happy by what I saw. There was a beautiful new main building in place and I could see that work was still being done. While I was there I was lucky enough to be joined by the builder himself. Jak explained to me that due to the urgency a readymade building had been acquired and he was now modifying it for the needs of Second Pride and the nonprofits to see to it that all had roofs over their heads as soon as possible. Additional buildings would come later and in less haste.

I did not know Jak earlier, but while I was listening to him tell me what he was doing and was going to do I felt optimism growing within me again. Much has been lost and destroyed, but we can work on together, regroup and rebuild and start looking towards the future with hope again.

Second Pride will rise again from the shameful depths to which it has been dragged and we will be able to focus on what is important for us and on our goals again. With such pleasant, dedicated and hardworking members as Jak, and many others like him, we simply cannot fail.

I am very proud that I got a new friend today and that my pride is renewed.