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While hunting back roads for hawks and eagles I came across this beautiful milky white horse fluttering her bright white lashes at me. I could not get her to face directly at me to catch both eyes... the big tease!
Lesley Lashes Catwa and Lelutka appliers at TWE12VE event, open from November 12th
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Taken from the fast eroding track-bed of the former Cleator & Workington Junction Railway's Moss Bay branch this three-shot panorama gives us a closer view of 88001 & 68034 as they lead the lone FNA making up 6C46 northward at Moss Bay.
This is another shot of My Niece's eye-lashes
hope u like them
and she is a *she* ya3ny a girl btw XD
The Motive Power, was B75, T386 & T385, the load was, T388, H5, P22, H2, T399*, P23, P21, P19, T402, H3, Y119, Y171 & Y174.
To reproduce that look, you'll need :
Body/Head/Shape :
Body : Legacy (f 1.3)
Head : Lelutka Evo Head Fleur 2.5
Custom homemade shape
Skin/Ears/Eyes/etc. :
Lashes : Pout Oh My Lash
Eyebrows : Mister Razzor Donna eyebrows
Skin : Heaux Stasia Petal + b&b body skin
Blush & contour : essences clush contour middle peach and middle brown
Beauty marks : Finer Threads Black Beauty Marks left
Blush : Persephone Porcelain Blush 50%
Highlighter : Veechi Prism Highliter Daffodil
Ears : PUMEC Mesh Ears Illusion
Outfit & accessories :
Eyeshadow 1 : IDTTY Dark Side 5
Eyeshadow 2 : Booty's beauty Artemis make-up set
Lipstick : Omen Lipstick
Tattoo : Human Glitch NVWKY Tattoo BLVCK BODY F
Face marks : Lenore Crescent Shadow Face Marking fresh
Eyeshadow 3 : Izzie's Lelutka Gloom Eyeshadows black
Distressed Make up : THIS IS WRONG Phoenix makeup V1 Black
Necklace : 13ACT Moon Phases Necklace
Armband : Cult Moonie Armband
Hair : DOUX Ciara Hairstyle
Leg bands : duckie leg bands
Staff : Garmonbozia : Elements Staff - Stone
Heels : HAZEL Stella heels Black
Piercings : Mellow Diamond Nose Stud & Lip rings Erin
Nails : Rawr Moonchild nails
Nose chain : RichB Jane NoseChain
Outfit : RIOT Eden Bodysuit and Skirt in solid
Gloves : Skellybones Rae Gloves Black
Rocks : THIS IS WRONG Phoenix Rocks down and up
Collar : Vibing Hera Collar
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All sorts of gorgeous lashes in 1 pack! Get them at marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Dollypop-Lotta-Lashes-Set-fo...
aka Mystery Rose Paynesworth
spoiled Lil Rich Girl
My mother was a Rare beauty with the voice of a Angel... A lounge singer, when I was a wee Child use to sneak into the lounge hiding under tables just to catch a glimpse of her... My Father the best Hitmen out there... I do not remember him as he was taken from this world when I was just a baby, but as a grew up became pretty deadly myself with a set of throwing knives my father left to Me...
This is where my story takes a turn, and my mother met HIM a disgusting pig of a man...
I was young wild carefree and completely out of control.. Dreamed of being just like my Mother... The man that had my mother in his sight was slowly killing her, and I was completely blinded when she needed me the most... Fearing for my own life, as this man crept into my room in the dead of the night, every night she worked, to do untold and unbelievable things to my body my mind my soul....
Breaking my Spirit my once bright light slowly dimensioning with every encounter... My whimpers my cries my pleads for the nightmare to end, was never heard and would never be answered....
But................ One night my mom to ill to work to weak to carry on, stumbles home in the pouring rain... the winds hollowing and whispering sending bone chilling shivers through my mothers tiny frail body.... a streak of light dances across the deathly dark skies, the thunderous rumbles rocking the house and shaking the crystal chandlers.... He does not hear her enter the house.....
Tied to my bed, completely naked covered in burns,bruises and abrasions from the leather studded belt that holds his jeans up... My mother follows to her knees kisses both of tear stained cheeks singing my beautiful rose, the song that was written for me and a begin to silently hum along... My mother reaches up freeing my arms... she stands blows a kiss and places the roses at the foot of my bed... Disappearing out my door.... I am screaming NO come back don't leave me... He is a Monster I need YOU.... PLEASE come back... Struggling to free my legs barely able to stand on my own two feet, more lightening streaks the midnight sky with the rumbles growing louder the lights flickering in the huge bone chilling Mansion... Riping at my night stand drawer taking two stone cold steal blades running down the hall, stumbling falling bouncing off walls I burst into my Mothers room....
More lightening dancing across the sky, with the wind sending a broken branch through the window the rain pounding down through the shards of broken glass, the wind whipping the curtains madly about... I burst through the door pausing for just a second my mother dangling in the air held by her neck against the wall, and him hissing nothing happened the girl has done it to herself say it woman... I whip both knives through the air hitting Him in the shoulder blade and the other grazing his cheek, then plunging into my motherès neck... He turns around stumbling and falling to the floor yell and screaming like thee coward he is... my bright blue eyes fall to my mother whom slips down the wall leaving a streak of blood glistening off the egg shell walls... running to my mother a soft smile on her lips she whispers it will all be over soon my darling a trail of blood dips from her soft lips as she goes limp in my arm.... curling up in her lap I begin to weep...
spoiled rich girl has gone mad, my mother leaving my fathers wealth to me which mad HIM go...... BAZARK.... drugging me beating me and leading me down a dark path.. taught myself to loose it in the music,and one night tired of the beatings the drugging I lashed out turning the tables...
with him cooing on the floor and me above him with a lamp in my hand, the door flies open and the room is filled with flashing lights cops and doctors... throwing the lamp screaming on the top of my lungs the world goes dark a quick prick felt in my upper thigh and when I wake I am at the gates of Rosewood Asylum arms strapped around me in some kind of jacket... arms reaching in to grab me I sink my pearly whites into the skin of a rather large forearm with the world going dark again as I am ripped from the back of the cop cruiser....
Welcome Home Darling our delicate Lil Rose.....
Thee perfect Doll that can and will hypnotize you with a simple swivel of her hips
A Private Dancer, a Dancer for money do what she needs to do in order to survive...
A young boy with the most fascinating eyelashes I think I've ever seen. Taken at a daycare centre I was invited into in Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia
For everyone to have a look and a chance to figure out. OUT...
Rarely one expresses clearly the wish to head for the big gates (but to make a provocative statement, or out of insanity). While a myriad of little back doors are more easily approached. More discrete and welcoming, perhaps.
A feminine figure, here. OK, please wait... I declined a position in the inquisition... :) I just flipped coins. Woman it was. Had it been man, honestly, maybe I would have cheated, out of a sense of aesthetics. And said I’d cheated :) But definitely not me to make some utterly stupid associations.
I also did it for the sake of controversy :) Who wage war? Who commit mass murders? Who dare separate the mother and the child, in a dark and icy morning when the train is about to leave for hideous places? Who-men? I know there are exceptions to the evident facts. But come on, fellow guys... Well, there is good news, sometimes: The “Girl of Qatif”, rape victim sentenced to six month in jail and 200 lashes, has just been pardoned by the Saudi monarch (here, AP). Though “strongly” suggested a decision, maybe this was not such a simple one to take, even for a king. I’m so glad he did.
ps: 66? I SWEAR this is the true stuff - I wanted to erase it, too obvious a detail. Just a strange coincidence, too good to be scratched out, I thought. Well... Because the third digit is up to us, I guess.
pps, just in case... Technicalities. I "only" used four pictures, the door (WITH the number :), the model and blinds, the scorched earth, and small bits of winter trees. No stock images. Obviously, the sky is fake. As a good Brazilian friend stated recently, anyway real colors are fake :)
Macro Mondays ~ Hair
Another dollar store find! I don't wear these...they frighten me :) My background is a very porous yellow sponge for a little pop of color and texture.
HMM to All !
working my way back west after shooting the UP/WP # 1983 I heard the Alton & Southern 101 job call to leave HN interlocking with CSX Q204-08. Seen behind a nice old school lash-up at Bunkam Rd in Washington Park, IL March 9th 2014
CP 8931 and CP 9700 have just been lashed up, formerly CP 9700 was the DPU on CP 112, as the power leaves an intermodal portion of the train behind.
A mixed PN bag of locos, 9321, NR34, LDP003 and LDP007 lead 4MS2 through Glenfield on the final legs into Sydney.
2022-03-17 Pacific National 9321-NR34-LDP003-LDP007 Glenfield 4MS2
Top Lift: Chloe - a Takara Clionetti petite
Top Right: Alina - Bianca Pearl.
I had to hold her eye cord and rather wish that Takara had made her with 'sleepy eyes'.
Lower Left: Bunny - Welcome Winter.
Bunny has some wonky eyelashes but we see this as a feature rather than a flaw.
Lower Right: Pippa - Devi Delacour - and what can one say about blue lashes + eyeliner !!
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Ed: This collage reminds me of one of the things I love about Blythe - the diversity. These darlings are all lovely in really different ways.