One thing that should be made immediately clear is that I am a Second Life noob. Bawling, flailing, and slimy with afterbirth, I am still firmly in the throes of the culture shock that should afflict all entities with an aesthetic sense who dare to set foot on Linden ground.
Second Life bows to no art, no syntax, and no context; it is the Geocities Metaverse, the MMO MySpace. Spinning ankh gifs and embedded Cure MIDIs have been replaced by “swooning” pose balls and laggy, streaming Wumpscut mp3s. And it scares me.
But I am determined to learn its secrets, from the sordid to the sublime. And the first resource I found to truly help me in this was Linden Lifestyles, a giggly Second Life shopping blog that exhaustively documents the in-game wardrobes of its mistresses, Salome Strangelove, Sabrina Doolittle and Iris Ophelia.
Shopping is, apparently, one of the main attractions of Second Life. And since I’m not yet prepared to plumb the mucusy depths of the other attraction, yiffing, I figured it’d be a good place to start.