Oh, you want proof? Well, when I materialized at Elika's landing site, the sim's server was screaming for mercy. The only thing extra I wore that would add to lag was a walk AO, and I was still moving like I was immersed in hot, sludgy taffy. You couldn't really tell it, due to the amounts of open space in the store; but that hair department was (virtually) packed.
I am, fortunately, used to "wading" through these situations now.... With patience and a bit of flying (and judicious use of a machete) to take in the large tri-tiered displays, I picked my way through and snapped up some real bargains on fatpacks. I ran into friends from Frank's Place as well. (Indeed, it was Nanceee Sinatra who twigged me to the sale, while I was having my morning coffee at The Blarney Stone in Dublin.) I bumped into Laceminx Lane and her friend Jasper; and Jaidyn Hartsdale was beneath me on the ground one time. I want to say Mistress Howlett was there as well, but I can't remember now. Of course, emerging from sales like that with your life is an accomplishment, so I'm not complaining about memory lapses.
I managed to snap some images during the visit, but it wasn't easy since the lag was so beyond compare, and the resulting photos are small. However, for a brief taste of the manner of folk on hand this day:
Tuyuko Kamachi, after some translator work, very kindly consented to having her photo taken. I like the combination of purple miniskirt and the tall boots!
Rumour Mills shows that love of beautiful hair crosses species boundaries (grin). Those wings are very nice; if I get an avatar for one of the fantasy sims sometime, I might send her a note as to where they come from.
And Aun Darkstone shows that it crosses reality boundaries as well! (That's me to the left, but that's not any of Elika's hair; it comes from Sinsation in Hairspray.)
And Semi Gray shows the nicest of futuristic "classic" lines, so to speak.(Cross-posted from Around the Grid with Harper)
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