An eventful end of year and happy 1929!!! ... again...

You'll have to forgive me, unfortunately they are in the wrong order.. mostly. 

My holiday home all snowed in.

A clue on what's coming this new year...

I happened to find a shower on the roof of the Lindenwirtin. what was a shower-head belonging to a nun doing at the top of a brothel is anybody's guess but Gi made the most of it as she visited to wish us all a happy 1929. She's got some balls. The bouncing ones, I don't want to imagine her lag....

Another old friend visiting, hello Ola ... 

Gorgeous Daphne after her performance last Saturday at El Dorado

The performance... don't moan. I did warn you they were in the wrong order <rolls her eyes>

El Dorado

El Solo Cabaret opened again! and Mikk attended with marzipan at the ready!!

And so did Batman... <Connie scratches her head, confused>

He seriously thought nobody would find out.... bloody commies

yep... my car wouldn't go after herr Cice tried to blow it up. Look at how innocent he looks ... bloody commies, bloody Italians..

I really don't know why he made that comment about my parking ...

At herr Blaisdale (Florian's) bar at the Wannsee, of course we continue to attend in Winter. We are nearly German by now!! I even run naked ...errr... forget it.

I am fascinated by this tradition of young men wearing shorts and long socks all winter instead of just getting their first pair of long trousers and normal looking socks. <shrugs> 

He's becoming a fine young man! apologies I can't remember his name though I have been meeting him for years. If anybody is kind enough please... 

Herr Cice too scared of me to sit down too close... to sit down at all! after blowing up my two cars.

Do you see that horrid thing on the bonnet of my Little Buggie? no? wait I'll run back closer to it.

Do you see it yet? do you recognize it? it's a bomb... ignited. And behind the vehicle directly in front of me... herr Cice in hiding. Bloody Commies. Bloody Italians !!

Another old-timer... Madame Tokiski Lasova!! ((Mrs BeenAround)), God bless her, she hasn't changed one bit. She must be preserved in all the tobacco and coffee she's consumed!

The most interesting face in Berlin... 

Another youngster growing too fast, bloody hell! Iben.

Four classics... Frau Jo of course behind the bar, the first lady on the left whose name escapes me also, and our beautiful Pauline and Dora.

Dorita waiting for the fireworks in New Years

I had to climb to her balcony, completely ossified, to capture this histerical... I mean historical moment... Frau Jo chilling before another session

There is a reason I am just standing here... and it's not the tram

There is a reason... I swear

I told you there was, I was spying on the couple... Oda and the bloody Italian having a go at each other. Shhh let me listen

No... of course I am not going to tell you what they said, but isn't she beautiful?

I felt a little worse for wear after New Year, I have no idea why...

I drive even better when a little ossified, and best when completely ossified!! I don't know what they are all going on about.

One of the 2 mysterious sold... officers from the charity ball who also turned up at the New Year's celebration. More on them later.

Our talented, and stilish.. Mae enjoying the fireworks

The other mysterious sold... officer !! (more on them later). And yes... for these photos I also had to climb through a balcony and this one a considerable distance away from the floor, at the very top of the Adlone. I wanted to enjoy the view from the penthouse, dammit! Maybe not the best of ideas to do so while wearing a Juliet costume and a mask half covering my eyes... and a few gallons of spirits 

Amazing views from the Penthouse... 

Moi... the idiot who thought this was a costume party just because they mentioned masks in the invitation.

Herr Blaisdale (Florian's) sister. Always so elegant. By God one can tell they are siblings, can't you?

Herr Sol and his Tequila, enjoying the fireworks from the street instead.

I bet the adorable Dorita had no idea she would spend the night being followed by no other than Juliet, and in a balcony of all places!

Shhh... yes ... it is them again... more on them later...

Frau Jo with one out of her only two dresses (I don't know why she bothered with the mask, there is no way in hell we will ever have problems recognizing her), and herr Blaisdale's sister again avoiding the camera by hiding behind the centerpiece.

Mae... our DJ... not sure what she was up to here... did she think she was still directing the orchestra from the night at the ballet? too much champagne, it happens to the best of us.

A mysterious French man with the strongest Italian accent and a fabulous mask I must steal from him next time he tries to blow my car. Yes... it's him.

Another mysterious French man who behaved like an ass with me and then couldn't get his face off of Mae's bosoms. Bloody French men too.

And moi... Juliet, drinking heartened champagne. yes heartened champange... it's not a typo. look at the bubbles, dammit, believe me now?

Here another lady doing God knows what to the rude French man... it's New Year's Eve people, don't judge. Whatever happens in New years stays in New years bladiblahdiblah

Moi considering a timely withdrawal, when I realized I was the only idiot in costume and that the rude French had decided to turn up at the party

And that's all for now, it's 03:00 am and this lady needs her beauty sleepzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
<Connie faints>

CHISTMAS 1929 ((2024))

 

And so, Christmas got to Berlin and with it... the snow! 

Everyone took to the streets with their brand new umbrellas. 

Herr Blaisdale (Florian) braving the weather to keep us all warm with his delightful glühwein !! (and he shared his magical recipe from RL — whatever RL is — for us all in there, have a look before he takes it away! it's well worth it.

The charity ball at the Library was once more beautifully hosted by Frau Payne. I loved every minute of it but the most interesting event in there, in addition to the foreign soldiers in attendance (very handsome but covered in horrid scars) was the mysterious knight who kissed Frau Jo all over. Yes yes you read correctly. I don't think Frau Jo was in her senses when it happened but it did happen.

then came the magical night at the Luna park in the Tiergarten where we all celebrated the wedding anniversary of one of the most brilliant ladies and one of the most... moustached old boys in town, the Mockingbirds. I would give an arm and a leg to dance half as good as them... 

the Year is coming to an end and it was announced that the beautiful photo studio at the very top of the building where the Kransler welcomes us all, is again available for rent. Or it was a few hours ago, but judging by the attention it attracted the minute it was made public... I wouldn't hold my breath. Shame my skills at photography are even worse than my dancing skills!

There were love stories as well of course, I won't give names but I did spot some gentlemen keeping an eye across the street from some ladies *winks*

Some new faces..

And some old and beautiful ... 

Did I mention beautiful?

I really have to start taking driving lessons again. Or perhaps avoiding parking altogether, or whisky or even better ... both!

We even had some long lost friends from other lives come and say hallo! 

That's it, Mischief Managed ! oh hang on hang on... we still have 24 hours and a huge end of year party at the Adlone to cause more havoc MUAHAHA. 

Sweet dreams, earthlings ! Please remember... 

WHAT WILL YOU DO WITH YOUR WILD AND PRECIOUS LIFE ?

 Al usual, it couldn't have started any more innocently, meditating in The GARDEN OF PEACE . It went down hill.. or better, up-peak from there ! 

There's no better way than naked when it comes to having our portrait made, still.. it would have been nice to do this in the middle of summer ... brbrbrbrbrbrrrr. Shhhh you haven't seen anything... 

Warming engines for the festive season. Finished decorating the tree but as usual ended up wasting time getting hypnotized by the photographs instead. I took the chance and purchased a record with the latest Christmas tunes to try and get into the mood. 

Helping Herr Cice set up the new exhibition. Luckily I spotted some watermarks in one of the paintings and saved herr Cice from a very embarrassing situation!!!! 

He spent most of the day vandalizing the ballet posters all over town by means on hanging his on top instead. 

that's where it started going South... 

This was it, at the Keller. When Elco, Mikk and myself discussed with Jo the closure of the brothel. I mean... the brothel... in Berlin ... keeps on closing! we all agree that while it is a wonderful thing for them two to have met, one of the saddest moments for our town was the marriage of herr Henry. A most enthusiastic pim has never set foot in any town I know of. My driver points out that the same goes for role players, I have never known what she means by that, but she is not well in the head that's no mystery. 

We discovered some hidden sides to Frau Jo, that had me in stitches ((but all on brackets of course...)) 

So this brought me to ... 

Of course! the brothel! I have never seen it this empty and sad ... nor that I have ever.. errr... well... on photos *coughs* Anyway, I headed there closely followed by Elco, herr Cutita, who offered to help if I was to manage the place. But he said he didn't want to get involved in the managing nor the paying of the rent, so when I asked how he was thinking of helping exactly, Mikk kindly explained he planned to use the services. Dah! 

And that was it... then I went back home to my new manor at the Tiergarten and like the good girl I am, I went straight to bed with a glass of warm milk and ... oiiii! at least I wasn't fully naked, look closely I am wearing my jewels AND my shoes so there.

Sweet dreams, Berlin. And don't forget : 

<3

MIRRORS

We've had some exciting changes in SL this year, but none has stirred such strong reactions as our new working-mirrors. Seriously, friends would send me photos of themselves reflected on one of the magical gadgets and when I didn't show much interest they would send me a taxi and invite me over so I could look at myself on one of them and inspect them closely, thinking I perhaps hadn't purchased one myself yet.

I mean... of course, it is quite handy to see where you are going with the lipstick though curiously we don't look any different now we have them, I suspect they are quite unnecessary in this world of ours. I do remember the frustration of finding just nothing in the old ones when I tried to find myself; we were all vampires. If it wasn't for the myriads of photographs and paintings we take of ourselves we would have no idea of how we look like!!

Still, mirrors? is that what we really need around here? a world made of perfect looking people (in our majority) gazing endlessly at ourselves. I hope I am wrong and that we get tired of them some day soon and find something more interesting to look at.

SUNDAY HAPPY SUNDAY

 

Another Sunday at sunrise I spent leisurely breakfasting at the prestigious Kranzler cafe. Herr Beolas and Herr Clarrington seem to have been busy last night putting up the Christmas decorations.

Unter den Linden "dressed up".

The UFA "dressed up".

The Opera House "dressed up". By the way, they are showing the Nutcracker ballet there tonight!!! there hasn't been a show in ages. Oh! and I caught the belly of the beast in the sky!!, hey Zeppe(lin)!!

My lovely rival, Gyna, came to share a quick coffee, very unexpectedly — she is quite the night bird.

I took to the Babylon to watch the latest matinee,  "UP THE LADDER". And yes, I am one of those annoying people who cannot watch a movie at the Odeon without planting a lot of pocorn on the carpets, not to talk of the soundtrack I end up adding to the movie! But I seriously cannot stay still in the theater if it's not with a bucket of the stuff, and a huge one at that. Apologies.

And back home (yes, my new home in the Tiergarten) with some time to read while Dimple prepares luncheon. 

Happy Sunday Berlin!! 

3 TIERGARTEN ZELTENALLEE

What a great way to end a busy day ; the keller of course. Alma? I am sure I've seen her somewhere...

And no other than our beautiful (and very literate) Zoe, who has been travelling through the UK and France accompanied by the best boy in town (a book ... or two, they are not jealous and the best company ever)

And the 1920s couple par excellence, Tequila and her moustached "Solstice" as lovely as ever (though how I love pulling his leng by God, nor that he doesn't enjoy it also...)

It's uncunny how I always lose, even when I play against myself <sighs> 

and why was I so busy today, you wonder... are you ready? ...

yep... another property!!! this time ...

this time, to celebrate the successful (at last) take off of my latest novel, (The Vicious Robot, you can't miss it, you'll find it at every book store in town, what are you waiting for??) I rented a huge plot in the Tiergarten (Zeltenallee, 3), it costs an arm an a leg, but I can at last live in the luxury I deserve (until I run out of juice, then I will have to rid of another hus... I'll have to sell some furniture and stick to the city) 

And this is the house, unusual, made just for me, isn't she something? there is even a hidden room in there where all sorts of naughtiness happens. 

Sleep tight my darlings, don't let RL kick your ass. It's all a dream, all of it, try and enjoy while you can and ride swiftly the rest. 

 

PS _ feel free to visit, whether I am there or not, my homes are always unlocked. Enjoy

xx 

Connie.