So today marks the first of several events wherein yours truly has been asked to be one of 10 judges in The Best of SL, Miss Virtual World 2012 contest.
No, I’m not kidding.
Frolic and I go way back. We met when BOSL was just starting and he had this quaint little office building with a view on the mainland. We talked photography and art and building. Sweet guy. As he was getting started, I hooked him up with some models, and we would chat now and then as his empire was growing. Having been through all of that (The empire growing thing.. in my not-too-distant past, I helped run part of an empire.. someday I may go into that here on the blog), the last thing I knew I’d want is somet yahoo up in my IMS all the time. As a result though, we don’t tend to talk much because of one simple truth: He’s an insanely busy CEO of this megalopolis and has people constantly smoking his pipe, all up in his IMs wanting something every five minutes. So unless I have something really important to say like, y’know, “Happy Birthday”, well.. I tend to leave’m alone.
So it was a shocker to get the IM last month, he being his usual chipper and bubbly self, asking me if I was interested in being one of the judges in this year’s MVW. Me. Mr. Anti-Fashion. Mr. Anti-Trend-Women’s-Boot-Whoring-Nancy Boy. The answer was quite clear. Hells To The M’tha F’kn Yea.
So today I delve into an entirely new realm of SL that I’ve very specifically danced around the edges of and looked in over the velvet rope at from time to time like a little brother with his hands and face covered in sticky chocolate ice cream and about to reach up and paw through your collection of rare 7″ Japanese Import singles of vintage 80’s Duran Duran.
Hi Fashion World. I’m Nigel. How’ya doin’?