“Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second?” ~ Eminem

Grace has volleyed up some interesting questions that I’ve been personally wrestling with since the dawn of Salome. Well, before, actually, but never quite as intimately as with Salome.

In the world of new media, where reincarnation, re-branding, and re-invention are sometimes just a few clicks away, what is the value of a virtual identity? The more I examine this issue and read the input of others, the more I can’t help wondering if it’s the right conversation to be having at this point about where we are as Second Life citizens. Are we allowing ourselves to be pushed to a level of theoretical discussion that just breezes over the issue of who is demanding our identity and what rights they have to assign value to us or anything else in the dysfunctional playground where nothing seems ready for the big show? Are we being co-opted by our own intellectualism, milked for a sense of outrage to distract us from asking the simplest questions about who the people are behind the curtains and what are they doing about the existing problems before creating new ones and what rights do they have to our information?

Background: Grace’s post branches organically from the tree of Wallace Linden’s somewhat clumsy post addressing the management of virtual identity. Shock and awe, a week to the day of Wallace’s “things that make you go hmmm” style post, Linden Lab announced their acquisition of Avatars United. An acquisition that Grace points out comes with its own share of clumsiness.

It’s getting to the point where sighing and highlighting Linden Labs failure is feeling a bit like picking on the slow kid at recess. But, ironically, many of us seem to be in this abusive relationship with the slow kid. He kicks the ball over by us, we take it back to him all big smiles and friendliness and he knocks us down for our trouble. It’s all Lucy and Charlie Brown practicing place kicks. “What? You trusted us? AGAIN? You really are a blockhead.” Good grief.

So it really doesn’t shock me, nor do I think it shocks anyone, that Linden Labs fumbles their user base again. I keep thinking of the World of Warcraft episode of South Park where the Blizzard executives are trying to hand off an in-world item to a player only to discover none of them actually have accounts or play the game. “I don’t have a World of Warcraft character! I have a life!” More and more, this feels like how Linden Labs also views its users. They are making SL, but they’re not of SL. Virtual identities are just their business tools — their DBAs — their stage names. I don’t know that any of them tie themselves into a virtual identity the way many of us do. They certainly do not seem plugged into the issues that matter to their users. To some extent, of course, there is always a betrayal of the first generation of early adapters. The shucking off takes place when most start-ups edge into the mainstream. In theory, this happens to homogenize things for a bigger audience. The one SL keeps chasing and never quite catching.

But it’s a disservice to dwell just on the usual SL fail side of this particular issue, because the concept of value based on a virtual identity is, actually something even virtual lifers disagree on. I touched on this in a previous post where I addressed an ex-acquaintance calling me untrustworthy because I do not publicly attach my RL identity to Salome.

My own feelings on the issue are a bit schizophrenic.

On one hand, I get exhausted by the endless stream of lackluster twattle that tries to pass itself off as professional grade in SL. The reality is that the majority of SL businesses, media, artists, etc. are all just hobbyists playing at being qualified for the tasks they take on. Much of it is self-absorbed and self-promoting on a level that is just shy of repulsive and it’s as vulgar in these ways as it is unexamined and unchallenged. When you cast too bright a light in most corners, the paint is peeling, or is simply a primer base that never got its final coat.

But for 95% of SL, that’s okay. It doesn’t matter if the talk show host is a self-centered nit who doesn’t research their guests or have so much as a basic grasp of new media issues. It doesn’t matter if the musician’s manager is just a “look at me” credit hog who does nothing beyond a little digital paperwork. It doesn’t matter if the news is brought to you by sensationalistic creeps or shills that regurgitate the shiny happy corporatespeak.

It doesn’t matter because no one is asking you to take them at more than their presented worth. No one is forcing you to watch or read or use their services. So their credentials are based on a brand in a virtual world. And their brand is what you get to take or leave. There’s nothing wrong with that.

To that end, the services most people are seeking in SL aren’t that major. Just like most services in RL aren’t all that major. Amid getting all riled up about identity, ask yourself, what have you ever engaged in in SL where a RL name, resume, etc. would matter? Then ask yourself how much does it even matter in RL?

We all like to think that we do full research on anyone and everyone we hire or do business with, but in reality, most people in RL don’t jump through huge hoops for the great majority of our daily transactions. It’s all first impression and luck. You pick a name out of a phone book (okay, Google search these days, but you get my point), you call, if the person talks a good game, you let them fix your sink. You get the number of a teenager from a friend and let her babysit your kids. Maybe you run a Google for the important stuff. But you hand over your credit card every day to god knows who behind the counter of Store X and Restaurant Y. The vast majority of service agreements and exchanges in RL boil down to the word of a friend, a good phone impression, the tidiness of a uniform, the brand name of a franchise. Even in some of the “important” institutions and practices of RL, this is the case. Most people get away with overpumped resumes because employers don’t bother to check all references. The package, the brand, the haircut, the suit, the ease of conversation — in most cases these will take the place of established credibility. Anyone who plays office politics will tell you it’s not usually the work horse that gets the rewards, it’s the person who sells themselves to the right people in the right way.

Few people in SL will render services that require access to your credit card, your home, or your real identity. So why this push for unnecessary transparency? Why are we so uncomfortable taking people at avatar value? Is it to do with the trust we have in others, or the trust we have in ourselves to do our due diligence when the time comes?

Unlike most people, I have no issue taking someone at what they present to me. I have every right to ask, research, and examine every relationship (personal or professional) to the limits of good taste. That is my responsibility. If a person has kept themselves private, then I will temper my interaction with them accordingly. If I want to get to know the person, I will. If I feel I need more information before engaging in any sort of business project with them, I’ll tell them. How they respond will dictate how things progress.

A great deal of Second Life residents and businesses are fringe or unpolished. But there are also actual professionals that work and play within the format. Generally they’re not loud, showboating posers. They’re too busy doing stuff to care about make-believe celebrity or fisking a handful of L$ out of consumers that are too lazy to become educated consumers. It’s a frontier society, so you have the shadows and the light.

But RL names and identities aren’t going to add anything to that pool that isn’t already there. That’s not how society works with new media. Not in SL. Not anywhere. A guy named Justin on twitter posts things his 70-something Dad supposedly says. It’s entertaining, so no one cares who Justin really is other than a few media types looking for a human interest story. But Justin’s brand reaches over a million people every time he tweets, not counting what goes viral when those people forward to others. Most of those million probably couldn’t even tell you that Justin was the guy’s name without checking first. They don’t care what his last name is — he entertains them. They don’t hand over anything to him he doesn’t earn with the name “Justin.”

There are a handful of cases where RL identities matter and they all have one thing in common: the point where something virtual finds its way into someone’s meat space life. At that point its the responsibility of the parties involved to engage in proper disclosure, or, if legal procedures are involved, for everyone to cooperate in good faith to resolve issues. Beyond that point, debates about credibility and the value of identity feel like distractions. Important theoretical avenues to pause and consider while we wander down Alpha Ralpha Boulevard, but not the crux of the matter.

The fundamental issue for me is the fact that most of Second Life is not ready for prime time because the format and company brand are not on par with what professionals demand of anything they invest their valuable time into. Before Linden Labs can seriously begin to float concepts into its user base on issues like identity and professional integrity, they need to get their own house in order, present themselves with credibility and professionalism, and show that they can offer a product that invites real professionals to the table. Until then, the theoretical discussions are that of a lot of small time vaudevillians dreaming of becoming Ziegfeld headliners. They’re distracted from the quality of their own offerings because the dreams of the big time shine too bright in their eyes.

I know a few people like Grace in-world who have the teeth and RL background — they can lay down resumes that would make your head spin. The vast majority of these people aren’t about putting their ego and their credentials on their forehead and making you call them Doctor. They don’t chase approval or applause. They certainly have little interest in the celebrity of a make-believe world. They want to explore, create, connect, develop on their own terms. And none of that requires their credit cards, their corporate resumes, or their driver’s licenses.

Their world. Their imagination. Their brand. Their value.

What do I think? I think virtual identity value is an important issue and it merits exploring, but I don’t want to stop holding Linden Labs’ heels to the fire and giving them a pass just because they’re trying to wedge us into the right corner.

Making us register identities, demanding our transparency, these issues aren’t about credibility. These are things that make us sexy to the business world on a consumer level. They want our information, our demographics, our names and our spending habits. And they’re right to want those things. They’re a business, they need collateral assets — and our consumer information is a big part of that.

But once we give it up, that’s the show. Our bargaining chips are gone. It’s all iPad downhill from then on. They give, we consume, and those are the options. There is a small window here for us to be smart consumers and leverage our value by protecting our identities and making them improve their products before locking us into billing cycles.

That’s the value this conversation isn’t addressing. Maybe I’m too cynical, but the more I see where the theoretical conversations take us, the less strength I see us consolidating as a community to demand a better product. That troubles me more than what the RL identity of the avatar next to me is, or what the credentials of the avatar that textured my shoes happen to be.

Have the distractions of intellectualism, drama, and indifference rendered the educated consumer a thing of the past? As such, is our only real value left that of how much we consume, how fast and how quietly we do so?

“After awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crime.” ~ Lorraine Bracco as Karen Hill, Goodfellas(via Nicholas Pileggi & Martin Scorsese)

Being a child of the 80s comes with some fashion baggage. Unless you were there, it’s hard to explain what Flashdance and Footloose did to us as kids — and that doesn’t even begin to address the trauma that Molly Ringwald, Jami Gertz, and Kerri Green wrought upon us. So you must understand that I and my kin have an affection for sweater dresses that defies all fashion logic. Seriously, I am a Jersey accent away from being an extra on “The Sopranos” at any given time.

So when Lissa Maertens and Melanie Zhao of Cattiva e Cattivo & ZHAO Shoes and Clothing drop this kind of stuff on me, it’s almost not fair. I tried to resist. I really did.

Cattiva e Cattivo - Versatility Sweater Dress

The Versatility sweater dress from Cattiva e Cattivo is a nice little romp back in time and, as it turns out is also rather…well, versatile. The dress system components come on multiple layers, giving you the ability to swap out with anything you might want to mix and match with. The texturing is really where this outfit defines itself. The knit fabric is expertly shaded (beneath the collar are even some airbrushed-on nip bumps that would do Farrah proud) and coordinates flawlessly with the collar and wrist cuff sculpted accents. The pieces are also edit-friendly; I chose to tint the included leggings in my “Deep Pink” set to match more with the bottom shading on the skirt rather than the lighter shoulder shades.

In addition to the collar and cuffs, you get stand-alone black and brown leather belts and two different skirt options. If there’s a weak point in the item, it’s the skirt offerings, which are either of the skin-tight crotch-prim variety or a non-flex mini-bell shape. While these types of skirts have their issues in both the fitting and wearing departments, the photo says it all — texturing makes up the grade.

Cattiva e Cattivo - Versatility Sweater

Taking the sweater dress from goomah to coed is an easy transition, btw, if you just toss your favorite jeans on beneath it. So long as you’re going coed with the outfit, you might want to pick up the AprilStars Oxford Pumps to go with it.

Cattiva e Cattivo & ZHAO Shoes - AprilStars Oxford Pumps

Another exquisitely sculpted and textured item, the AprilStars come in a variety of colors to give you happy feet. Their single pair cost is on the high end of what I’m looking to pay for non-boot shoes, but it’s certainly in keeping with current trends and they’re unique enough to wiggle their way into maintaining an affectionate spot in my inventory.

Now, go forth, my children, and try not to hum Irene Cara. I dare ya.

What, Where, How Much
Versatility Sweater Dress - L$200
AprilStars 2Tone Oxford Pumps - L$500
Cattiva e Cattivo & ZHAO Shoes
http://slurl.com/secondlife/Zhao/95/127/40

“Honesty is the cruelest game of all, because not only can you hurt someone - and hurt them to the bone - you can feel self-righteous about it at the same time” ~ Dave Van Ronk

Introspective post warning. Continue at your own risk.

I do not have the respect for honesty that most people do, in a common, every-day sense. I believe there are times (many of them social niceties) where lying is not only a kindness, but a necessity. Measures of self-deception are called for in ourselves to deal with hard times and to come to terms with some of life’s complications. The same is often the case when helping others. It’s tricky, of course, as all nuanced aspects of life are. Knowing when you’re lying for someone else or when you’re lying for yourself; knowing when you’re lying for good intentions as opposed to simple convenience; knowing when your lies are a bridge and when they are a crutch — these are all concepts that can give us mental vertigo and some of us wrestle with them all our lives.

However, there are also times when wielding the “truth” is done recklessly — when facts and hyperbole are used to cloud a narrative rather than clarify it. This has always been a tightrope walk for journalism and writers of non-fiction. It’s one of the main reasons that integrity and reputation are so important when dealing with someone in the position of journalist. A reporter’s responsibility is to relay facts in context with as little editorial as possible. A critic’s job, in contrast, is to deliver an honest, well-defended opinion. Anything different is pandering either to subject matter or reader-base or one’s own ego.

If living in America has made anything brutally clear in the last decade, it’s that facts presented out of context or opinions delivered with a pandering agenda aren’t just distasteful, but also damaging. Championing such acts (whether out of ignorance or lulz) breeds a destructive sort of emotional vandalism that doesn’t wash away easy. The result is that honesty begins to have no distinction against pap and fact begins to have less importance than frenzy.

In the real world we see more and more the pushing of ridiculous narrative in effort to avoid hard work. We know that a 17 year old girl sending a topless photo of herself to her boyfriend on her iPhone isn’t distributing child porn. We know that a hippie grandmother growing pot in her basement to offset chemo nausea isn’t drug dealing. We know, but too often we allow our legal and political systems to further untruths in the name of convenience. It’s easy to catch a teenager and a hippie grandmother. The result is that resources which might have otherwise gone to finding and convicting actual producers of child porn or actual harmful drug distributors are squandered, and the individuals who pushed the agenda are free to push to ever more precarious edges. And those edges reach toward a place where justice has no meaning and can have no authority. The actual gray areas, which are crucial for us to explore that we may better understand the world and ourselves, disappear in order to establish a nursery school palette of primary colors to classify everything as simply as possible; giving us a paint by number ruberick that any idiot can follow. So we don’t have to go to the trouble to explain or, god forbid, think. So we can fall back on outrage when anything makes us uncomfortable and forget about all that tiresome critical thinking. It’s the thread that, once pulled, unravels the whole sweater.

The virtual world is just as tainted by this human game as the concrete-and-sky world. Humans, being the constant, import their vices along with their virtues. Sitting behind the mask of an avatar often lends the distance necessary to unburden ourselves and be truthful, but that same distance also gives us the length of rope with which to be truly vile and hang one another. And that vileness breeds itself, convinces itself it has both nobility and purpose.

Combating this invasive species of sophism isn’t just the responsibility for writers of important subject matter. In the beginning I felt that blogging about make believe clothes meant that I could take a pass on caring about hypocrites and liars. I wanted to just maintain my own standards and not engage because with attention-seeking glowworms, to address them is their own sort of victory. But as I’ve blogged virtual consumerism in Second Life and watched the community develop around it, my feelings have shifted. The silence and indifference of people who would maintain standards is just as destructive as those who prance around advocating drama for its own sake.

So I’ve decided a few things are non-negotiable. Honesty matters. Integrity matters. Ethics are not flexible. Even in the world of make-believe clothes. This is not to say that I won’t color outside the lines from time to time — I simply have to push myself to acknowledge when I do, if for no other reason than to demarcate the point where I crossed over and will cross back. No one can maintain an ideal all the time, but we can endeavor to know what the ideal is, to adhere to it when we can, and acknowledge (winking, smiling, crying or on our knees as the individual case may dictate) when we fall short.

I can do that. When all is said and done, it’s just not that hard.

Manifestos about who does and doesn’t belong in a place are meaningless. Venting without purpose is vanity. Building a reputation on unresearched, out-of-context facts, and outright lies you go back and edit out later is cheap. And every time a person that knows the difference makes excuses for or turns a blind, exhausted eye upon these practices, the good things, the fun things, and those elements of the world that are worth a good fight, disappear under a groupthink veil of mendacity.

Simple translation: sometimes you gotta clap to bring Tink back to life or the whole damn play just stalls.

I want to enjoy my SL. I want to still have fun writing about silly make-believe frippery. I want to offer honest, well-defended opinions about unnecessary things without wading through the circus that seems to have formed around the community. I don’t get to make the world and no amount of wishing will change that, but I can change how I interact with the world. In that sense the world really can be what I want to make of it.

The past few weeks have afforded me a painful, but valuable perspective and clarity:
1. But for a handful of people in the world, I don’t have to give a fig about what anyone else thinks;
2. Quality begets quality and good work will attract attention and readership for the right reasons;
3. The only real power we have to change what frustrates us is to refuse it entry into ourselves;
4. Approval and applause are meaningless.

I don’t know that this internal change will have any noticeable effect on my subject matter or writing style. I do know it already makes me feel a little more free and a little less heart-heavy.

That can only be a good thing.

“French is the language that turns dirt into romance.” ~ Stephen King

So, I’m just going to admit this — whenever I see a new line that is trying to be all trendy and French, I inwardly cringe. My first thought isn’t that it’s a French designer, but that someone else is trying to be all hip and just learned how to pronounce “couture” from watching Project Runway reruns. So when a friend linked me the very yummy Anglaise cocktail dress and I went to check out AlaFolie, I took a deep breath and decided to deal.

To be honest, I’m not sure what the brand actually is. The store is listed in search as “AlaFolie.” The graphics are “alafolie” with all those cute little European accents. The stuff you open is “A la Folie” or alafolie or some variation (which means everything in your inventory from the place might not be in order — such fun). The designer behind the store, pixivor Allen, has English and French in her profile, so I’m going to lend the benefit of the doubt here. And, for those of you keeping track at home, “A la Folie” means to love madly, or inspire passionate love. I’m going to refer to the line as AlaFolie because that seems to be the variation they use most often.

Don’t panic when you first see the store. Yes, it looks a little like it was built by newbs, but the open-air layout makes it very shop-friendly. Their organization could use a little work, but for the most part it’s a good (ie: not confusing) layout that is easy to move/fly around in. While some of the gowns and dresses in the store can hit the L$1k+ range, most of the items fall in the L$500 - L$750 area, with separates closer to L$200 - L$300. the items I selected were very reasonable — including the one I bought by accident, but we’ll get to that in a moment.

First up, let’s look at Anglaise.

This is a delightful little cocktail dress that has the happy distinction of not being like the other 100030343033034 cocktail dresses in your inventory. In addition to the lovely eyelet lace texturing (yeah, I’m a hippie throwback girl, I’m a sucker for eyelet lace) you have a somewhat unique approach to prims. The skirt is a series of layers upon layers made up of 4 attachments that are around 50 prims each. This gives the skirt a unique movement that is full of energy without suffering from feather duster disease. Obviously it has the standard problems that come with transparencies, but its much less obvious than I’ve seen on some. The bodice attachments of lace ruffles and the fabric rose are all one object that fits onto the chest. It’s 74 prims without resizing scripts and is no-copy. Yeah, I cried, too. That’s the only big complaint I have. You will be able to pass this off to alts or resell, but with so many prims that need resizing to your avatar, making it mod/no copy filled me with dread. Still, after a few minutes of careful tinkering I got to a happy place with it.

The system base elements of the dress are disappointing only because they could have been nummy.

I understand the designer is selling a dress and not singles, but it feels like a missed opportunity when you see things like this. This could so easily have been a cute cami/briefs set, but the choppy unfinished middle thwarts that. Even the pettipants that meet the top don’t quite match up in texture so you couldn’t really use it as prissy boudoir fodder. Still, none of this matters for the dress itself; so long as that’s all your after, these texture layers do their jobs dutifully. Also, it’s worth noting that all the clothing I purchased from AlaFolie is locked on one layer only. The chemise are on top layers, no jacket or undershirt layers, the pants are pants only, etc. If you’re used to swapping about for various things, your options will be limited here.

Now, because I’m a sucker for separates, I also saw and pounced on two separates in the store:

Ain’t it sweet? You’ll notice the eyelet lace skirt is much the same as the Anglaise dress, except in this case there’s these poofy waist prims that are supposed to mimic (I believe) layers of lace wrapped around each other. I don’t think it’s the exact effect they were going after, but I like it. The ivory lace top I picked to go with it is shamelessly romantic and feminine. Like with the dress, it’s the detail in the texturing that wins you over completely.

Again, my only complaint as a consumer is with the system layers:

As you can see, the lace top could be used by itself for a delicate shrug, but it’s only on the shirt layer, so that limits your options. And the pettipants would be absolutely darling on their own — IF THEY ONLY HAD A FINISHED WAIST. It really frustrates me that designers don’t finish off their system layers like this. It’s like prefab builders who don’t texture everything. Still, again, as the price of separates go, these are reasonable and I can accept not being able to mix and match with them. Had I paid a higher premium for these pieces only to find this kind of shoddy work on the bottom layers, though, I’d be disappointed.

Oh, fyi, the top and skirt are not side-by-side in the store, so you’ll have to poke about for them.

Finally, I have to chuckle because the last item I bought from AlaFolie I didn’t intend to buy at all.

Now, I have way too many brown sandals in my inventory to purchase another pair, especially a pair that is as meh as these, but I was clicking wildly and I did something I haven’t done in a long time, I clicked a purchase button just out of habit. These aren’t terrible sandals, but they’re a little too rough for my taste and the texturing on the sculpties is unsophisticated. The prims that make up the soles are also sloppier than I’d expect to see in a quality designer. Not a bad effort for a designer that’s only offering a few shoe selections, but certainly not worth heading out for on their own.

Overall, I have to say that AlaFolie gets an B on what I purchased. The overall effect is straight-As, but the system layers and options are a hard C. I was happy to pay L$400 for the dress and L$200 for the separates, but I’m not sure I’d be willing to plunk down L$1k or more for a formal without getting more information than the display cut-outs offer. As such, two dresses I might have otherwise purchased (L$1000 and L$1500) I ended up passing on.

Where/What/How Much

Dress: (alafolie)Anglaise rouge, L$400
Top: ” A la Folie” chemisier volants dentelles ivoir, L$200
Skirt: “A la Folie”BOLERO” rose clair jupe, L$200
Shoes: “alafolie” SANDALES BROWN, L$400
AlaFolie
http://slurl.com/secondlife/AlaFolie/136/146/38

“Among my most prized possessions are the words that I have never spoken” ~ Orson Rega Card

Kitty is experiencing a loss of inventory issue that really highlights some of the reasons it’s so hard to pitch Second Life as a professional medium. Anyone who has ever tried to explain Second Life to someone in a business sense runs into a barrage of issues, and some of them are so fundamental to those who deal in data-as-commodity that it becomes embarrassing to fess up to the elements were Linden Labs drops the ball.

Let’s face it, maintaining customer data is the most basic of all online responsibilities between platform and user base. Web hosts, gaming, social platforms — all of these know that maintaining the integrity of their customer data is their bread and butter. They have procedures for recovering losses and the big players generally have backup systems for their backup systems.

When I had an inventory loss issue over a year ago, I had to make three separate customer service contacts before I was given the information that re-established my inventory. Three. And the procedure itself is simply idiotic (clear cache on SL and system, go to a low-activity/lag Linden sim, wait X minutes for your inventory to load and see if your items are magically restored). Really? That’s the procedure? I do the SL hokey pokey and I turn myself about?

Now, try explaining this in a board room, or in a phone conference. Try pitching the idea to advertisers or potential investors that virtual goods have value, just like real-world goods. Then try explaining that when those goods disappear the consumer has no real recourse beyond crossing their fingers and following some silly procedures. Then do the math on why corporations cannot deal with the Linden Labs model.

The really sad thing? This is not just a fail on LL’s part, it’s also a missed opportunity.

Pssst — hey, Linden Lab. Want to increase the number of paid accounts overnight? Offer paid accounts the ability to back-up their inventories once a week and give them one free “restore inventory from most recent back-up” per year. After that charge them $X per back-up. Sure, it’s something you should be offering in the first place, but your user base has so little faith in you and so little trust in your ability to maintain our data that most of us would probably pay extra just to have some assurance that you’ve got a baseline motivation to provide the illusion of security. You could CHARGE US EXTRA for it.