Of course I won

 It was pandemonium! Absolute insanity. We didn't know if we were coming or going ... literally. But soooo much fun.

Solstice and Tequilita glued at their hips— also literally.

Herr Clarrington, preparing the event, as awesome as ever.

Pedrinho making sure everything ran completely out of control.

Bjorn looking the part.

Bjorn, the sweet Mieke, your humble servant moi, Meadow lost in thought and the happy couple.

Zila in the background, Einar wondering where his wife was and the stunner Darleena on the clouds.

Meadow with an impressive pink baby—don't get fooled by the colour.

Bjorn, Pauline and ... no idea who.

That strange old lady... *shivers*

Our Landlady and bartender, who kept on screaming "WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIEEEE" at the top of her lungs to put us racers at ease nicely.

The ladies, close, too close for comfort.

Sweet Mieke wisely chose a safe spot to follow the craziness. 

The ladies... again —what can I say, they look too good I couldn't resist myself; plus I had nothing to do while we waited for the GO.

The winning lady, moi, with Pedrinho in his toy motor, and the happy couple. Oh! You can see Buggy, my darling darling motorcar, by their side, still pristine. I am good, what can I say.

Celebrations at the keller with our Fritz who couldn't find a car big enough sniff. My last beer garden of 1929 —dries a pixelated tear.

Zila, after taking care of a few broken bones —eh, Rodrigo?

Elco and the beautiful Meadow who looked as if she had just come out of the hairdressers and not from an insane race around the city.

Tequilita decided her "Solstice" needed some make-up.

The ladies again... I am a sucker for fashion, and for ladies, I know.

So much elegance, and what a miracle, not a sign of soot on those pretty dresses

... and more ladies! I know ... I know... humour me, I am nearly done.

Pedrinho, the only man brave enough to endure my dancing.

My word rival and shoe connoisseur ... the fierce Gyna.

and to prove that I didn't dream it... Clarrington wisely suggested I turned it into a lamp. It shines proudly in my bedroom.

SOMETHING'S COMING

 Something's coming to Berlin, other than the fog ((sky - Centralia Pennsylvania if anyone fancies a foggy day with me));

Races on Sundayyyyyy

((how I missed driving like a lunatic through the streets of this city! I have already eaten half the street lamps ... Sunday is going to be lethal...)

PS - I have finished the novel in both worlds whohooooo. I am story-orphan now :'( 

PSS - Connie starts working on her acceptance speech for the race award on Sunday, after giving both Charles and Einar a run for their money

FANTASY NEIGHBOURHOODS

 

Yep, they arrived.

Connie had a quick stroll through  their sample area earlier and found it beautiful. OK OK, fair enough, the inside of the houses are a little too modern perhaps? our molls could have found different wallpapers or less angular walls, kind of Gaudi's style perhaps 

but hey! the area is wonderful for those into that kind of RP—a mixture of Lord of the Rings and Avatar - and the houses are cute, and appropriate. I am sure many of our creators will be soon working hard in designing beautiful fantasy wallpapers and partitions to add to them so we can feel more Elfik while living in any of their eight models. 

and, by the way, it's Friday lovely people! make every second count!

BAPTISM

 

Well... I don't know what gave Gi P. e Bragança the idea of choosing Connie as the Godmother of one of her twins (Caterina), certainly not the best idea. Connie nearly suffocated the baby as she tried to keep her quiet while her brother went through the Christian ordeal first, and then —when her turn came—forgot totally what to say and how to say it; and in regards to sustaining her Goddaughter's faith in the future? well, let's ask her husband, shall we? oh! I forgot— he is missing! or worse. But she wasn't the worse of the lot I guess—even though her friend Eva sat at the very back of the church her snoring could be heard all the way to the altar!

On the other side, Connie did very much enjoy her Caterina's Godfather, Marcus! Poor young man, let's hope he knows best than to have anything to do with the woman.

THE IRON DUKE DINNER - SCAPA FLOW

 Splendid dinner at the Iron Duke in 1916, congratulations to the crew and its owner, Mr Charron! 

The company a pleasure and I have no idea where they got so much delicious food and spirits from! I hadn't seen so much treasure since before the war! astounding. 

We even had some officers visiting from abroad, no sharks and the best part... no Germans! errr other than the very nice German Mr Heinz <dries her forehead with her gloved hand>.

Sadly I had to leave early, time travelling is complicated—but I have never enjoyed wartime quite this much before! I will take me until the next one to digest all that food... 

happy night, morning, afternoon, evening, time travellers!

S

DONUT

 

 

God playing with Bender again, it figures....

DAY OFF IN RL - AND A CABINET!

 

Connie's RL driver is off, and what better way to use her time than spending some lindens!

Look at the precious cabinet Nutmeg has come up with, and—unlike most of their creations—this beauty doesn't come loaded with prims! There are two versions, with or without the jar on its side. With 4 land impact and without 3 only. *wishpering* and it is only 60 lindens today at their shop: nutmeg shop

/Connie dances around the kitchen

PS - have a beautiful Saturday, Berliners!!! Carpe Diem... and then some!!!

THE GREEN FAIRY

 

And Friday arrived, thank the fairies for that. 

I thought to share this:

ABSINTHE 101

for the revellers 

happy Friday, Berliners!

MEANTIME, IN THE "REAL WORLD"

It is 2021. We are going through a pandemic of sorts (after changing the meaning of the word by decree not a year before it kicked off, I believe?) - on top of all the other pandemics we were already enduring and have had hardly any attention from the media or our governments-. And we are slipping into the 4th industrial revolution quietly.
I can't help thinking there is a significant difference with the first, second and third, though of course it's only my opinion— this time around doesn't feel organic but forced as if they are squashing us into it with forceps. For now, I take comfort in the thought that maybe, just maybe, they all felt like that to those living through them.

MUSICAL MONDAY AND TWO VIRTUOSOS

 

(thank you to Charlie Chaplin channel in YouTube <3 <3 <3)

Although this film won't be made for another 23 years, today it's Monday and I thought you could all do with a wonderful present. 

PS - I will love these two men from the bottom of my heart until my dying day.

SHOES

 

Connie's mother was quite correct,

there is something insanely sexy about a good pair of shoes, 

not to speak of two!

Happy Sunday, Berliners—Connie will pass it working unfortunately so someone will need to get up to the mischief she will leave unattended!