Prem's History.

Mimi pushes the young man forward. Her delicate hands on his back as she gets him to stand front and center. "There! You have to tell everyone your story. It doesn't have to be detailed or anything. Just let the people know about you." Kneeling on the floor at his feet she smiles up at him when he pats her head. Sighing heavily he nods. "As you wish little mistress"

Standing proudly in his simple homespun kurta and trousers. His hair, a tousled messy blond covers half of his face. Placing his hands together in prayer form, he bows to the people here to listen to him. "My name is Premarupa, It means 'the form of love'. Please call me Prem. It also means Love. Oddly enough, I was only loved by one. But I digress. Let me begin at the beginning." 

Sitting down next to Mimi, he is surprised to find some cushions brought out by Risha. The two girls curl up to him like kittens. He smiles gently, petting them. "I was born in India. My mother was a foreign traveler in that land. No one knew where she was from, or why she was traveling the back woods and small villages while so pregnant.  The little village where I was born had a very old and very wise midwife. She was the one to raise me after I was born. You see, my mother got terribly sick after I was born. Sadly, a common and curable infection that did her in because she was to far from the technology she needed." Taking a deep breath, he is startled when Risha places a glass of water in his hands. "Thank you sweet mistress." Risha giggles at him.

He smiles in her direction. Taking a drink he sighs for a moment. "The ever so kind Midwife raised me. She told me I was special. Yes, I was born blind and no one in the village would take me in with this horrible deformity. But she, she was the one to show me love. She told me I was born with a caul. Not that I know what that is exactly. Just that it made me special and that I would have gifts as I grew up. I never understood what she meant. But then again. I never cared either. She was kind and loving. My greatest heartache was when she died. I was ten years old I believe." Taking another sip of water, he smiles as the girls curl up closer to him, lending their support.

"The villagers did not want to take care of me. I was nothing more than a useless mouth to feed. The elders decided to get rid of me in the most profitable way. They sold me into Slavery. They told me I was going to a nice home where I could work. That was true enough." He tilts his head as he hears Dar pad in to lay curled up around Mimi, bringing with him a tray of fruit bits to eat and moisten the parched throat. Taking a grape with a nod of thanks, Prem smiles. "Here I feel at home again. These people here have taken me in and they have shown me such kindness." He smiles as Mimi prods him.

"Get back to your story! We all wanna hear it." She smiles at him, letting his fingers dance lightly on her flesh.

"As you wish little mistress." Sighing, he takes a moment to nab another fruit, waiting patiently as the quiet young were joins them, sitting down with Risha. "So kind of you to join us Mistress Francine." He offers her the plate, smiling as she chooses a strawberry. "Now where was I?"

"You were talking about the household you were sold to." Risha's sweet voice trailed through the air.

"Ahh yes. The household I was sold too was one that was quite wealthy. I was purchased to aid the kitchen. A blind boy in a kitchen." He sighs for a moment. "I was set to work in the beginning to cleaning up the kitchen. I quickly became familiar with everything in the kitchen and wanted to do more work. I quickly felt that if I made myself more useful, I would be treated better. I found this to be true. It started simple. Kneading bread, mixing ingredients for curries and such."

Placing his hands before him, he runs his fingers over each other. Scars covered both hands. The right was mostly burns. Fingertips, his palm. Smooth and shiny scars cover both hands. His left not only had burn scars but also cuts and even a few fingertips gone. His pinky was missing from the second knuckle down. "I quickly tried to learn more as I grew up. Once I was big enough, Cook started to teach me more. I was quite clumsy at first but quickly learned to depend more on my senses. To hear the subtle difference between boiling water and simmering. to feel how fresh produce was. To smell the meat and to easily tell not only different beasts but also different cuts."

Pausing a moment, he takes another drink from his glass. "I made myself indispensable. As Cook became more and more enfeebled, I took over the work for him. I learned well. My dishes became favorites of the household. I was quite happy there."  He froze for a moment as Mimi rested her head in his lap.

"I was allowed to sleep on the floor near the ovens and was kept warm. I knew the rest of the household avoided me except when it came to the food I made for them. I understood why. I knew that they didn't want me to come near them. I realized that it was almost as if they felt that I was contagious." He sighs again, heavily. "They kept me ignorant of many things. Since the woman who raised me felt that I should be older before she educated me about certain things, and the household felt I didn't need to know, I was left in the dark."

Dar crawls up behind him, pulling the smaller man into his lap and holding him. Prem snuggles down into his arms, brushing away the hair  that covers his eyes. They shine a bright blue, but with no pupils. Dar holds him while he thinks over his past for a bit.

"I was an idiot. A naive fool. Innocent and moronic. Still am in many ways. After Cook finally lost the will to live and passed away, I was the lead in the kitchen. My life became better and harder. I was enjoying what I had for a life. Sadly, it didn't last. My Masters were not fully happy with me. They decided that what they wanted was a professionally trained chef from Europe. One they would hire to work for them. I was now made useless. That is when they decided to sell me."

Surrounded by the others, he smiles sadly. Turning his face towards them all and nods, trying to acknowledge all.  "Mistress here, the one that people call Knitting, felt that I was worthy of being here for her. I am glad she had found me before I was sold for parts on the black market or for a brothel. Now I live here, with these wonderful beings. I may be a mere human compared to their unique selves, but they have accepted me graciously and with open hearts and open arms."

Mimi giggles and gives him a kiss on the cheek, startling him. One after the other they each kissed him, Dar last, giving instead of a kiss on the cheek, but rather a gentle kiss on his lips. His face turns beet red and he smiles big at them. "I thank you all for listening to my tale and I hope if you have any questions for me I do wish to answer them."

Dolly Adoption!

I have a little story to tell. It is an odd one, and a bit strange. It all started with this link. It led me on travels through one brand of dolls. (Yes there is a doll that is one inch shy of being five feet tall sitting there!)

I dug through a couple of forums, reading what I can about them. I googled pics to drool over the head molds and found a couple I liked. In learning about the dolls and the options I decided to message one of the doll people I know in RL and VL and ask her personal opinion. (always nice to get reviews from trusted people)

Well, Fate was playing with our threads, spinning and weaving them to meet again on the tapestry of life. Recently, DollFriend has had to packup and move. During this move she has had thoughts that this particular doll hasn't been getting the love and attention that she deserves. DollFriend didn't want to sell lovely Doll. DollFriend would rather see some one who could love and adore Doll get her.

So I pmed her and the two collided. Her wish to find a loving home for Doll and my desire for said Doll. Now I am awaiting delivery of Doll. She will be here in roughly two weeks. I will be a proud owner of an 60cm obitsu (Pronounced like Hobits but without the H)
This body and three heads. Haruka, Gretal and a anime paint head. (the one shown on the body.) 
Here is a pic of her with a BBB Charisma Boy and a FL pukipuki.

Isn't she adorable!

Staytooned for box opening pics!

Bellydancing

     Okay. So you have heard of my health issues. Because of them I haven't danced in years. I was only a beginner. Basic stuff but not bad. I took lessons at the local community center and loved them. Well now I am picking it back up again. I feel GREAT about it!

     I just have picked out some of my old videos and stared out with that. They are done by the Belly Twins. Two are actually more fitness based and the other is actually BellyDance. (but is the third in a series. Need to get the rest!)

     My hip and sides are doing wonderful. General aches but nothing bad. It is so good to feel this way.

     Right now I only have a few things to wear that is appropriate for dancing. A stretch velvet chocolate brown harem pants, Chocolate brown cotton Choli (which is a tad too tight) Shimmy hip wrap in Chartreuse! And some veils for dancing with. Oh, I do have Zills too! Of course I can't forget my many Saris either.

     I plan on making Dolly and I an outfit in the Tribal style using this Pattern from Folkwear. It was made with the help of FCBD. I do have their original pattern. That is what I made my first Choli out of. I hope to make several Choli. Different fabric types as well as colors. I want to make it out of stretch fabric to make the fit more comfortable. The rest of the pattern is dead easy. the ten yard skirt and pants don't even really need a pattern.

     In making this outfit for Dolly, there are certain concerns.
A) Downsizing the pattern for the Choli to both MSD and SD size. (Might as well cover multiple sizes while I am doing it)
B) Finding the 'bling' in doll size. (Sequins and seed beads should work)
C) The over Bra (The Bra covered in coins that goes over the Choli) I think I will crochet that, should be easier and just sew on sequins an add beads.
    
     I have decided to go the traditional rout of doing the ten yard skirt in black but I am not sure about the rest. I like the example pic but I am not fond of Yellow or Orange. I think a emerald green for the pants would be nice. Do the belts in emerald, ruby, and amethyst with silver bling. The Choli, since I plan on doing different colors/fabric, I can just change it according to desire. The OverBra is another consideration. For me, being flat as a board, I think I will crochet a bikini top just like for Dolly. I can pin that to the choli as well as tie it up. When I wear my Choli it flattens me even more. Though with making new Choli I may not have that problem.





     I will keep you guys updated on my project progress as well as my dancing!

Out of the hospital

So I am out of the hospital. Was only there for 4 days. A record for me since I tend to be there for a week at a time. No Abscess this time. Instead I had urine backing up into my kidneys and not leaving. I left the hospital with a catheter and a bladder bag. No fun. It makes some things awkward. From finding comfy clothes to hide it to the fact that I constantly feel it. And because of where it is the nerves are getting confused. It is almost like wearing an adult toy constantly. Yup. Horny and can't do shit about it! :D

Right now I have been working on getting my Grell Sutcliff head a body. For some reason I have been gravitating to getting a Female body. A simple and inexpensive RS 70cm Female body  As you can see, it is now double jointed! This makes me feel better. I need a body for the floating head and if the head becomes female, she will be Eliza Jennet Miller. That is unless I plop her on the body and she says differently. Dolls do that you know.

Eliza is a very girly girl. Pink and pastels all the way. Skirts, never pants, proper feminine looks. Long hair and shy. She will be vegetarian, raised that way but may not stay that long.  She will prefer to be properly courted by a gentleman. She does what is considered woman's work but is very proud of it. You could call her a classic feminist. For her, a woman should be proud of whatever she does, not look down on what has been traditionally work only done by women.

Now let the body come home, head placed and wig attached and she becomes nothing like I plan! Here is a pic of the head right now.  Faceup by AStarvingArtist on DOA.

Bad Videos of Faceups!

Okay, so this sucks. Using my built in webcam, with KnightStar in the background. Laugh all you want, Just enjoy it!

New Face

    So I decided on a whim to redo Dolly's faceup. I myself am getting better at doing faceups but still need practice. This will be fun. Here are some webcam pics taken of her current faceup as well as some camera taken pics. (My camera so needs batteries!)

I am going to try to do video of how I do faceups but if I can't figure out how in the hell to do video using the webcam I will at least take pics.

    First and foremost is cleaning off the old faceup. Rubbing Alcohol (91%) some cotton balls and a Mr Clean eraser. The first layers will be removed with the cotton balls and the rubbing alcohol. Just like removing nail polish. I refuse to use any other kind of cleaners. (W&N brush cleaner, Acetone. . .ect.) I have seen the damage that some of this has done to other dolls. From discoloration to eating away at the resin. Not good.

    I also plan at this time to fix the magnate in her headcap. It has come loose. So I will sand out the hallow and using super glue gel, put the magnate back. For this I plan on using a Homedics spa nail drimmle like drill to hallow out the hole and remove the old glue.

    Back to cleaning off Dolly's old faceup. Q-tips and a soft bristled toothbrush are also good things to have on hand for nooks and crannies. Specially the inside of ears, corners of lips and eyes and such. If you are removing a factory faceup you may have more trouble removing it since a lot of the time they airbrush the dolls and mix the pigments and sealant together. Now these pics are of her after the first cleaning. She still has pigments in the nooks and crannies and a bit of a thin film of dirty stuff. Once I get the first cleaning done, I give her a nice soapy water wash. A simple sponge cleaning. Then back to Alcohol cleaning but I use the Mr Clean eraser this time. If there are crannies that just don't want to clean, toothpics are useful. NOT METAL. I have heard of people who actually use knife blades to "scrape" off the pigment. What this does is scrape off the resin as well. Not on my dolls!

And I was able to do a bit of Video. Enjoy and have a laugh! It is my first ever video! OMG! I am a total Noob!

Ill

Well, I haven't gotten any better, nor have I gotten noticeably worse. I am keeping track of things better. Finished off some old antibiotics. Yet in a way I wish I would just get worse so I could get it done and over with. It has been a year since I was last in the hospital. A year today.

Working on dress number two for the lovely girl. Also finished a new dress for Dolly.

Lovely isn't it.

It is beautiful around here. Cherry trees filled with blossoms.

Now both pics were taken with my webcam so they are not all that hot. But enjoy them as you can.
TTYL
SilverThornRose

Work in Progress

I promised pics didn't I?!
Some are with flash, some are without.

This dolls is a doll love Xueying

 

Knitting Projects!

So need pictures of these! Right now I am on this kick to knit dresses for Dolly. This is just one example.

     I am using Patton's Lace for these dresses (And shawls) And they are lovely. The colors are amazing. The one in the picture is Sachet  Right now I am working on one that fades from white, orange, red, dark dark red. It is called Bonfire. So beautiful!

     Dolly has a friend of the larger size visiting. I am making her a dress that is similar out of red and black TLC Amorè yarn. Very lovely! It is so soft and drapey. Will post pics when finished!

Here I Go Again.

     This is the sad saga of my life. My health is not so great due to several things. Mainly a combination of birth defects and diabetes. Well, thanks to my birth defects (Kidneys and bladder) combined with old surgeries and the diabetes I tend to have this little problem. HA! Little my ass~!!

    (BG) My bladder does this thing called reflux. Basically, my urine backs up from the bladder into the kidneys. This causes UTI's. Lots of them.  Well I can't feel UTI's because of the surgeries. (Scar tissue and nerve damage)

     Jan '09 and Jan '10 I was in the hospital due to this. All this eventually led up into a cyst growing behind my right kidneys. (Yes, plural, I have 4 total kidneys, two on each side) This meant lots of tests, at least a week in the hospital, and tubes coming out of places that made me look like a half finished cyborg. It was painful, humiliating, and hard.  The fact that it happened twice in a row, almost exactly a year later makes me more than a little paranoid.

     Well for the past few days I have been feeling twinges in my side. I must say that something that grows to the size of a baseball in your gut can be felt. It is scary.
 
        The first time I thought that I had some severe bowel problem. When I went to the ER they did tests, asked if I had be hit or kicked, it took DAYS to figure out what the problem was . (Some tests have to be spaced out due to different type of dyes they use) It was extremely painful and I was on percocet. Actually, it was easy to tell how bad my pain was by how I used the pills. The instructions say 1-2 pills ever 4-6 hours as needed. Good days I only needed one to help me sleep and one when I woke up. Bad days I was doing two pills every 4 hours. When the pain was that bad they figured that the drainage tube wasn't doing a good enough job and replaced it. After that it did drain well, and I got better.

     Next year I got sick, as in flue like symptoms. Not good when I can't even keep water down. So off to the ER. Before I went though I had some twinges off and on for a few days but was afraid and so I kept it to myself. Who wants that to happen to themselves again? This time was a little easier. They already had a history of this in my records. It was also less painful. I think on of the best parts of that round in the hospital was that I was put into a privet room. Now I don't mind sharing most of the time but a privet room is divine.  It was in the newer part of the hospital and on the transplant floor. I was put there since they had a bed available. Guess I just got lucky. The room was nicer than most hotels!

      And now, when January ran by us, I was happy to report, no new hospital visits.  I counted the days as the weather warmed up. *Sigh* I made it a year without going into the hospital. *Twinge* My side, pulling, aching, feeling thick. It is happening again. I will eventually be in the hospital and eventually have another scar. Well at least they have wifi and I can bring my laptop and still blog. 

Promises

     I have this friend who I will call Cat. Last year, around my birthday, one of the doll companies came out with a new doll that I really, really wanted her. She was perfect for one of my characters.
         (Sucky Promo Pic)

     Well Cat promised to buy her for me as a combo Birthday and Christmas gift. I knew her well enough that I shouldn't of gotten my hopes up, I shouldn't of held my breath.  It has been five months and she has bought and sold several dolls. I saw the signs. I knew before she hasn't pulled through with other promises. I just thought that since this was a big promise that she would do it. NOPE, NADA! ZILCH! ! !

      What does this so called friend do? She went into a split and bought, for herself, the head. And she did  it in the custom color I wanted (Coffee/light tan)

     Needless to say, I am quite upset. It has been five months and this is how she treats me. First making such a big promise and then taunting me with it. After all the little BS things that she has done I am done with her. No more. I am tired of her drama inducing BS. I am tired of her fickleness and her how she plays with  others.
  
     DONE DONE DONE DONE!

Company

     Well, I just hung out with KnightStar and his friends. This was us and two other couples. (Names changed to protect the innocent and the not so innocent)

     There was the awesome and fun couple Joey and Mai, and the lovely Tommy and his new fiancee Paris. We were hanging out at Tommy's place. The idea was movies and games. Most probably Yu Gi Oh and maybe Catchphrase or another group game of hilarity.

     When we got there Tommy and Paris had already eaten. No big deal. Just wish we had some forewarning so we could grab something before hand. Paris was watching some kind of dating shows that none of the guys want to watch and neither did I. (Not sure about Mai.) These shows, to me at least, were all about humiliation and debasement. The old newlywed game was far more entertaining than these. Of course Tommy did want put in a movie that he had rented from redbox (Kinda chickflick but with good deal of sex and naked shots.)
    
      She tried to tell us that we had to go downstairs (Much smaller TV) and watch our stuff there while she would use the big screen TV. Not to mention that with five of us, downstairs would be crowded and uncomfortable. Then of course she had to finish her shows before we could watch what Tommy had rented. She even tried to watch more of another show but let slip that she had already seen it.

     While watching the video of course the guys were making the usual cracks and jokes. Since they don't often see each other we have fun when we get together. (KnightStar, Joey, Mai, and Tommy use to work together) We were going to set up the Yu Gi Oh cards but Paris insisted that there were not going to be any cards. We were of course not happy with this but we acquiesced. Now Paris does live with Tommy so we did respect her wishes even though we don't like her wishes.
   
     During the movie as the guys started to do their own chatting here and there Paris decided to take offense to many of the most inconsequential things that we were all talking about. She took it out on poor Tommy here and there, then and again. We have seen this before. The belittling, the harassing, the insulting. I know KnightStar and I just can't figure out what he sees in her. She is always being bossy, dismissive, and condescending. Whenever we hang out she tries to control what we do as a group. Of course the longer this goes on the less we care what she thinks.
   
     We never really did settle on playing a game together. Big disappointment. We never really did settle on a second movie. I mean they kinda decided on one but not one that we all would enjoy. The conversations kept going in the usual way but with it getting nasty on Paris's part. I stopped participating in the conversation as I felt that I could not be nice if I did.

     I did have my precious Dolly with me (I need to blog a bit more about that) Last time we hung out together I had her then and was working on her black dress. This time i was working on a dress that had some detailed lacework. I had expected the boys to play cards while I knitted and chatted. Tommy asked me about the black dress so I showed him. I noticed Paris give me a look but I didn't acknowledge it. After a while I couldn't even concentrate on that or my DarkElves book that I brought. (ADD kinda sucks. )

      I was bored, tired and hungry. I also knew that Knightstar was not happy. Not with the movie and lack there of games, and definitely not with Paris. I wanted to tell him that I wanted to go home but we were in close quarters with the others and I couldn't sign to him so that he would understand.
   
     One thing I did not notice as he was on the other side of KnightStar, was that poor Joey was getting tipsy due to too much drink Vs. not enough food as well as being upset at Paris. KnightStar enlightened me to this when we got home.


      One thing that did get to me was one thing that Paris said. "These are your (Tommy's) guests, not mine." W.T.F! Hello! We are Tommy's guests! You know it! Then why the hell are you dictating our group fun. This group existed before you came along. ARGGG! ! !

Photography Rights

     So those that know me know I take pictures of dolls. I only have one complete doll currently (One is a floating head. :'( )

    
     In the past I have taken photos of my doll with other dolls. Not to long ago some one who use to be a good friend had asked me (quite politely) that I no longer post any pics that I had taken of her dolls (With or without my doll) This encompass many many pics. It of course has made me quite sad to here this. It also has cut down on interactions that my doll has with others.

     I can understand if some one doesn't want a picture posted. . . just don't let me take the pics in the first place. I was encouraged to take these pics. Ugg.

    Well with this sitting in my mind I have thought about another issue. I make doll clothes. If I am doing it for some one who has a doll that is not like mine, I need the doll as a model. No, measurements or ductape mummy's do not work. So while I am making these clothes I do take in progress pics as well as finished pics. The people who I make these clothes know this. I post the pics on my site so I can use them as examples, show the owners, and for general references.

     I think that in the future, I am going to just post the damn pics. I took them and they belong to me.

YouTube

     I have a bit of an addiction to YouTube.

     Mainly to watch Good Eats with Alton Brown. I do wish to have fun and elegant meals as well as parties (Tea anyone?) but other than home ec and cookbooks I am kind of limited in knowledge. I grew up in a meat and potatoes family so anything fancier is new to me. For vegetables we had either Canned green beans or Canned peas. Fruit was also canned and tended to be pears or peaches. Or even worse, fruit cocktail! Always boxed mashed potatoes. Of course there was changes to the menu but you get the idea of what kind of food I grew up with.
    
     Well, I watch Good Eats here. The person who made the playlists is a good online friend of mine. I watch hours and hours of good eats and I must say, even though my dinner selections haven't been changing much, they are better. I am more adventurous with my food and I am eating healthier!

     Another thing that I watch is performances.  I love watching Juggling! I am learning how to juggle but I am not so good at it yet. As I have stated before, I am quite the klutz! I love standard Juggling as well as Contact Juggling.
          (A wonderful video of some one juggling with balls that light up and change color)

     Of course my friend on YouTube lists these videos as well. I was going to create my own account there but she lists the best to begin with! 

And now I feel up to some practice juggling while watching some Good Eats. Though I will probably have to eat since AB always makes me hungry!

First Post

So I sit here and jump off the cliff into the unknown. Yup. I am starting to blog. I guess I could just start with my plans for the day.
     Recently I made a lovely set of dresses for one of my dolls. Knitted of course. I am going to continue to work on some dresses but for a larger doll. The prototype dress I am working in some standard acrylic yarn but will do the finished dress in a chenille like yarn. I do promise pictures as soon as possible.
     I am also going to be watching Puppy today. I do it every so often for a neighbor. He is not actually a puppy but quite old. Puppy is well behaved and quite loving. We usually just hang around outside while I sit on the net and he sits in my lap. Doesn't make it easy to float on the web with him there but I do love him.
     The rest of the day is for video games. I plan on going through an old game (Champions of Norrath PS2) since I haven't played in a long time. I prefer the wood elf since she is an all around multitasker.
    
     Lately I have been getting more and more into being a proper lady. I feel that the pajamafication of America has done us women a great disservice. It seems that comfort has taken precedence over any kind of sense of proprietary. I mean it seems that no one bothers to actually dress for anything unless they have to. Unkempt hair, baggy clothes, flipflops or slippers. What ever happened to dressing nice? I do try to dress nice myself. Clean clothes that fit. Skirts/slacks rather than jeans. I try to go the rout of looking like a lady.  (Extremes of weather and activities taken into consideration.)
      I am inspired by the Victorian era when it comes to my styles. No I don't actually dress Victorian but that is mainly because I don't have said clothes.  If you wish to label my style still further, aristocrat gothic lolita. Bhaa. I hate labels since they box you in.
    
     I am also into proper etiquette. I am tired of the rude and uncouth ways that are becoming more prevalent. Specially in the younger generations.  I am not trying to be stuffy but basic manners and etiquette is a nice thing to have around. I tend to spend hours on Etiquette Hell. Wonderful site that helps with all kinds of etiquette.

     Tea. . . Now I feel like some tea! Wish I wasn't such a klutz and broke my cute tea set. Oh well. Need a new one anyway that will serve more than me and my dolls!

     I guess I am not really sure what direction this blog will be going but I will try to keep those that read it happy. And yes, I will post pics as soon as possible!