Follow Me.. I’m Famous.

To be a Champ you have to believe in yourself when no one else will ~Sugar Ray Robinson

Follow Me.. I'm Famous.Headpiece: [RO], Love Struck **FREE** . Hair: [Monso], Elsa **Collabor88** . Necklace: .Enfant Terrible., Candlelight Dinner **L’Accessoires** . Ribbon: [RO], Insignia (Just buy them ALL!) .

Yeah, yeah, I know. Famous in my own mind right? But the truth is, the Aesop Fable about the Tortoise and the Hare (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Tortoise_and_the_Hare)? Sometimes it’s not so very far from the truth, and in the end the Tortoise is the one ends up with the mega million contract and the Gatorade Ads. I kinda like it when the underdog finally wins one, don’t you? Right here is where I have to insert an adamant, I totally do not get into Winter Olympics, but heck, why should I really? Florida has no snow, no mountains, no really cute ski bunny outfits. It’s not my people’s thing, yanno? But, with everything turned to reruns, I’ve half-heartedly watched. I love beyond measure the speedskating, what is there like, zero room for error in that sport? Can’t make me watch ice skating, it always seems the judging is less than stellar. Curling? yeah, I’d like to get a team of them together sometime and have them curl my kitchen floors a time or two. I mean really, exactly how much do you have to imbibe to make that sport fun? Last night I watched the first ever slopestyle ski event, I enjoyed it, they actually ski down a mountain like I would.. Backwards.. Though mine probably wouldn’t be by choice. It caught my attention because one skier, the Gold Medalist Joss Christensen, was from Park City, Utah. I have a relative who lives there. It’s a small place, so I actually texted the relative to see if he knows him, and true to form he responded, yeah, sort of, I know his sister. Yep, like me, this particular relative is going to be single a very long time. I’m sure our mother’s get together and lament this fact all the time.

Follow Me.. I'm Famous.Jacket/Shirt: Color Me HOF Satin Bomber **Collabor88** . Pants: Ison, Razzle Pleated Pants . Shoos: Tulip., Twisted **Collabor88** . Bassett Hound: Gifty from Logan Mcmahn . Rice Paper Lamps: Moco Emporium **NEW** . Chair: NYU, Kin **Collabor88** . Table: Trompe L’Oeil, Contempo Circle . Flowers: ^FDLFS^, Veronicalynn Parx, gifty from Ms.Chevia \o/ .

The incredible thing about Joss Christensen is, if his hater’s had their way, he wouldn’t have even been there. When he went to a World Cup event in New Zealand, his father passed away and he had to return home without participating. He did win the final qualifier in Utah and the season in fourth place but he struggled at the Olympic tryouts ending up in seventh place. On these teams, first through third get to be on the Olympic team, and the coaches have a fourth discretionary pick. Joss’ detractors felt the fourth spot should go to Tom Wallisch, the 2013 X-Games champ, even started a twitter campaign demanding the coaches reverse this decision. Wallisch was injured, but it still didn’t seem to matter, haters are haters afterall. Gosh, imagine how difficult that must have been for Joss. People hating on you, bullying you on the Internet. Sound familiar? Yeah, sadly it does to me too.

The take from? We all have detractors, negative nilly’s, and trolls in our lives from time to time. The trick is, are you going to let them decide what you can, or can not do? Or, like Joss, are you going mute their noise and get down to business and do the best you possibly can? I kinda of like the thought of driving my own destiny because it means I get to wear my big girl knickers. And there are quite a few of you who know thats my “go to” outfit of choice. Just wanted to give you something to think about on this love-filled, pink glitter and sparkly Valentines Day, which perfectly segued into a weekend. A three day lovefest, who could complain about that? My mum thinks I’m going to get hitched. As an aside, if you are ever looking for products that are a little off mainstream, I just absolutely love Axsis Thorn’s “Remarkable Oblivion” [RO]. I’ve blogged the store several times and every time I shop there I can’t help but feel like a child in a candy store. The cupid’s arrow through the head? Somebody stop me now, FREE group gift! And everyone needs a ribbon every once in a while, I mean, I have to let everyone know I’m famous, right? Check it out, there is some incredible inventory there. But don’t take my word for it, here, I’ll even include the Taxi:. I’m kinda nice like that. Happy Valentines!

I’ll marry the guy who will sing this song to me 😉

9 thoughts on “Follow Me.. I’m Famous.

  1. You got in! I’ve got that hair (in a different colour) and that jacket (in a different colour) and that necklace (in a different colour)! We could be different coloured twins! Fraternal, I think they call it, even though I think it should be called Sororal, ya know?

    1. Yush, I didn’t GO in, but I GOT in. 😉 I shimmied out of everything but my knickers, pulled off all my AO’s, photography doo-dahs and what nots, found a static pose and preened in one position…. in a dark and dusty corner. Luckily I didn’t see any shockin pictures in the SL News Journal, so I think I went un-noticed! 😀 Yep Sororal, thats the way to go bc it sounds like it involves mixed drinks and rush weeks! ;** Happy Valentines Peep! ❤

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