her yipness

because my internets connection is up to its own special brand of douchebaggery this evening, i was only able to take a handful of pics of four yip's latest. my sltime's gone something like "click. crash. click. crash. click. crash" (for once through no fault of ll, ha). i'd have liked to have shown more than just the following roly poly dress and flowery/birdie accoutrements, because there's so much more, but it'll have to suffice:


[hair - crimson + clover, mrs lovett (150L); skin - d-skins, 37 (1500L)]




i can't even begin to describe it. i'm not at all convinced four's human... maybe an impish fairy godmother whose mission is to make us all renavigate the dusty topography of our imaginations. idk, whatevs. i managed to snap a photo of the other wondrous things available on the wall at the new installation (hover over them and buy for 0L):



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