Big Bitch Sunday

I'm not feeling so hot today, so let's start off with me getting some stuff off my chest. You know how we do Love Thursday? Well, look out for Big Bitch Sunday.

I hate the new LeLutka skin because it looks like shit on my face, I am not a fan of the whole zombie look, I can't stand that ::69:: charges for their group and has $1L demos that come in 3 sizes when their hair only comes in 1 size, I hate tier time because I don't feel comfortable or feel like I can shop until I know it's paid, I hate that I never get even near enough time with the people I love, and I hate that it's still rainy, gray, and gross in my physical world.

There's a big hubbub right now that fashion bloggers need to disclose if they paid for what they are reviewing or if they got it for free as a review copy. And that's fine. I don't mind telling people if someone was kind enough to give me something for free that they want me to promote on my blog. I'm more than happy to do it. But I do think there's going to be a huge bitchfit if all the review bloggers start doing it. Most people think that anything we blog, we get for free anyway. For those of us who are not big time bloggers, that's just not true. A lot of us pay for what we review. However, there are some bloggers that haven't paid for a thing in ages because they ask for review copies and kiss a lot of designer ass. I died today when I asked a designer I love for a review copy, even though she told a group to please ask for a copy of her latest work if we wanted to blog it. But if some people knew how much free swag certain bloggers got, it would make them sick.

What else can I bitch about? Oh, plurk. There are 2 people on plurk that I absolutely cannot stand. One was a friend who showed her true colors to me recently and one has always been someone I don't like. The problem? They are friends with almost every one of my plurk buddies, so I have to see them blah blah blahing all over the place. It makes it EXTREMELY hard not to reply back to their ridiculous comments sometimes, so as a result, I end up having to mute a lot of my friends' plurks. It really sucks. And drama breeds on plurk, and the last thing I want to do is add to it. God knows some of these "fashionistas" can't ever stop picking at scabs in order to make someone bleed. At least I stay quiet. Usually.

But it's not all bad today. I get to blog a dress from someone I've long admired, I saw a cute movie on TV, and I have new hair.




Hopefully I'll be able to have some fun tonight in SL. I really kind of think I need it. Badly.