…She Had A Marvelous Time Ruining Everything.”
A new sponsor, a new creative direction, and two very patient dinner guests. Mackenzie and I bring Scafall’s Jawhar Collection into our Second Life home.
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Something’s Waiting Now To Pounce And How You’ll Scream
Forget ghosts, vampires, and zombies. Mackenzie and I found something far more terrifying to dress up as this Halloween: your ex. Thanks to NeutralTones, we’re taking out the trash in Second Life, one questionable relationship at a time.
See You Standing In Your Dress, Swear In Front Of All Our Friends, There’ll Never Be Another
“That first night we were standing at your doorFumbling for your keys, then I kissed youAsk me if I want to come inside‘Cause we didn’t want to end the nightThen you took my hand, and I followed you”Niall Horan – Black And White Somehow, we’re already approaching the end of October, and with it comes…
I’ll Plague You With A Curse, Like Flowers Rotting In The Mud, I’ll Put You In The Earth
Deep inside a haunted cathedral, Mackenzie and I embrace the darker side of Halloween with [ContraptioN]’s The Wick Head and AMARA BEAUTY’s Lana Makeup, both featured at Salem 2026 by Prism Events. With CUREMORE’s Fragile Monster collection, ghostly shadows, and VANA’s Pray setting the mood, we bring a supernatural confrontation to life where nothing is quite what it seems.
So Flood Me Like Atlantic
Some places never quite let go of the people who once called them home. For our second Salem 2026 feature, Mackenzie and I step into Milkmotion’s The Drowned Village, bringing together ghostly fashion, forgotten memories, and Sleep Token’s Atlantic for a story about what remains when everything else has disappeared beneath the water.
But I’m Not The Person I Was, Dying Inside
Charlie Simpson’s career really should not make this much sense. He became famous in Busted singing enormous pop songs while barely out of his teens, walked away from one of the biggest bands in Britain to build Fightstar, spent years proving that move was much more than some temporary rebellion, stepped sideways into acoustic and folk-influenced solo records, made electronic music with his brothers, returned to Busted, brought Fightstar back too, won The Masked Singer dressed as a rhino and somehow arrived in 2025 behind another mask at the front of PRESIDENT. If you tried pitching the whole thing as one career before it happened, somebody probably would have told you to pick a lane. That’s probably all Charlie and I have in common, we don’t pick one lane.
Show Me The Places Where The Others Gave You Scars
Salem is back in Second Life, and seven years after I first wandered through as a shopper, I’m returning for the first time as an official Prism Events blogger. This time Mackenzie is coming with me, and somewhere between a dress, a little magic and a room full of things I’m probably better off not touching, our first Salem story came together.
So I’m Picking Up The Pieces, Now Where To Begin (Project Icon: Part II)
When I published Project Icon on August 30, I really did think I was writing the final chapter of the biggest rebuild LuckySpiritor.Com had ever gone through. I had spent weeks pulling apart a website carrying more than fourteen years of posts, photographs, music, credits, categories, memories and whatever other pieces of my life I had decided belonged here, then somehow put all of it back together without losing the things that made it mine. By the time the new site went live, I wasn’t looking for another project. I wanted to use the damn thing. I wanted to take pictures again, write again, find the songs that somehow always become part of this place and get back to being a blogger instead of spending every night wondering what I could break by changing one more thing in WordPress.
No, It’s Nothing New Hearing, “It Sucks To Be You”
I started this with 107,995 items in my Second Life inventory, which is probably the point where I have to admit that it stopped being an inventory a long time ago and became a storage facility. Fourteen-plus years in Second Life will do that to you.
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