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Good day, fine readers! I hope the weather is treating you with rosy soft fingers, and remember that in case of severe cold, porridge oats and whisky can sustain the human body for far, far longer than the government would have you believe.

For me, the last week whizzed by in a veritable whirl of virtual vintage fashion, beginning with a visit to Brandy's Attic, the opening of which I sadly missed. I popped myself over a few days later to see what was on offer, and found myself irresistibly drawn towards a top which I felt would perfectly complement my new make-up layer, and nicely set off the free Mankind Tracer capri pants I also picked up.

I am delighted with the overall result.

I am particularly thrilled by the red Mankind Tracer design which sits enthrallingly upon the bottom of the denim capri jeans, as if Mankind himself had knelt beside me and bent his soulful head to plant a lipstick logo kiss upon my surprisingly firm behind.

To take these pictures I felt it only fitting to visit Gotham City itself, where I lurked in an appropriate manner, waiting to wrestle with men dressed as bats. Alas, none appeared.

Bob McBoint's Style of the Day
Bob is wearing:
The Uptown Retro Sweater by 1 Hundred at Brandy's Attic, along with the Mankind Tracer capris from the same.
Joker Face mask tattoo by Sharodie, on Marketplace.
Hair: Exile, Eva in pearl.

I mentioned, I think, that it was a veritable whirl of vintage fashion, and this may perhaps suggest to the sensitive reader the notion that there will be more posts showing off my expanding wardrobe of wonder, and that reader would indeed be correct in that regard. Behold, I declare this Bob's Fashion Week!

Kindly consider yourselves warned!

Would you let this man buy you a drink?

Well now, I have been positively rushed off my feet in the run up to this festive season, and have been fiendishly attending concerts and not writing about them as I wish to write long, descriptive posts doing full justice to the immensity of the experience; but, best to write something instead of nothing, so I will provide you with a sketch of a moment from a recently attended Tamra Sands concert, at The Village, Kalli Birman and Mankind Tracer's attractively wintery venue.

Tamra is one of Second Life's shining talents (a genuine Broadway star, of the Phantom of the Opera, amongst others), and she has kindly agreed to ask her tall and noble husband if I can interview him for a future entry. But, in pursuit of my general aim of shining a light on the darker, seedier sides of SL, I prefer to turn towards the audience for my material, and on this occasion I particularly enjoyed the end of the evening's conversation with Mr Mankind Tracer himself: performer, venue owner, and fashion inspiration for thousands (I dig his groovy cuffs, man!).

They say his mask covers a hideous deformity, but I say, dudes, it's just a little sunburn!

I think he cuts a fine figure of a fellow, don't you? Naturally, when I blew him a kiss goodnight and he responded by expressing his love for both kisses and hugs, I inquired as to whether he would like a grope... To which he replied, "not so much"!!! As it turns out, this wasn't even a case of blatant ageism so much as a sorry symptom of the frigid sexual morals of today's world. How I long for a return to the days of multisexual love-ins and Haight-Ashbury!

Rather than describe the unfolding situation, I shall show you it directly:

Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): You don't like gropes???
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): You're not really a man.
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): You're a woman pretending to be a man.
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): I see right through you, Mister.
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): from women who dont need me to buy them drinks sure!
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): :-P
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): lmao
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): You don't need to buy me any drinks.
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): I'm easy!
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): and cheap too?
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): Sorry Bob... ladies only!!!
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): I am a lady!!
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint) is offended now.
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): sorry... only going by name BOB
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): You should always cam people who are hitting on you.
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): lol
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): Im not abl to cam so gotta go by name :-P
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): Sorry Bob.... drinks on me! :-P
Ayesha - Solace Beach Estates (ayesha.lytton): omg laughing and crying simultaneously...love it
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): HA!!!
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): lmao
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): so is that short for Bobawa?
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): bobbette
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): I never let strange men buy me drinks I'm afraid, you just never know where things will lead.
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): Roberta, in fact.
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): and MK is strange as they get
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): HEy who said Im strange... now IM offended!
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): Back in the day, using Bob was a feminist statement, you see.
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): i said SHUUUSH you!!!!
Kalli Birman - aka Brandy (kalli.birman): not shuushing
Bob McBoint (bobmcboint): Well, we *have* only just met!
Ayesha - Solace Beach Estates (ayesha.lytton): Tamra you sound beautiful :)
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): BEsides... FRolic is buying!
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): on that note...
Frolic Mills: :)
Mankind Tracer - Seth Regan (mankind.tracer): /runs and hdes!

I hope this clears up the issue of my easily mistaken gender. I have considered changing my display name to Dame Bob McBoint, but I fear this would lead to people saying "Hi Dame" upon my entering a room, and that would pee me off no end, oh yes it would. Young people do not know how to address the aristocracy any more! What are they teaching them in schools?

That brings me to the end of my transmission for the day; I promise that soon I will introduce you to Emma the puppydog, and the Bohemian spirits (and talented performers) of the Gypsy Bird, where I had so much fun it will take me an hour or two to write it all up. Until then take care of yourselves, and do take care not to slip on any mince pies.