Multi Climate Fashion

Many philosophers - of course this includes Tessa - have mused at length about the essential absurdity of SL and its many disconnects from the allegedly real world. The transfers from place to place in the twinkling of an eye, the flying, the skin changes from black to white to brindle, the detachability of dicks, the multiplicity of identity, of sex, even of species. Tessa once had to cease suddenly from having sex with somebody when she realised that it was herself, albeit in a different manifestation. Phew! At least she had the consolation of knowing that her counterparty had appreciated the experience as much as she had.

Which raises the important question of climate. Tess lives in tropical climes, at least in SL. Her garden is a riot of colors, greens of the palms, cycads and bananas, pinks and reds of the hibiscus, golden yellows of the trumpet flowers. The air is filled with the buzzing of bees, the laugh of the kookaburra and the Australian bellbird, and the roar of that freakin sculptie tiger which she lost amongst the undergrowth ever since that last sculptie one prim sale at Lilypili. Like many in SL she is constantly dodging falling coconuts, all the while contemplating the unquestionable fact that anybody who'd been brought up with them would never plant coconuts and certainly wouldn't lie under them (at least not if they valued the integrity of their skulls)

All of this implies a temperature which never falls much below 25 deg C, high humidity and everything that goes with that. Sweat. Red faces. Small fungi growing in the deep folds of the body. But here is Tessa, wrapped in a fur, bare midriff, looking totally comfortable and no sign of tinea vulgaris anywhere. After hours of Thought, Tess concludes that this is a technical phenomenon of multpile climate zones around the body. There must be a button somewhere to control this but Tess is not a techo and has only recently discovered how to stop flying.
All clothes here displayed are gifts with which Mrs Wetherby showered Tess after the Great Sneaky Photo Incident of the year nine (see previous post)
Hair Lydia from Exile
Glasses Genius Peepers from Miel
Diamond Pendant White Gold from Armidi Gisaci
Slacks Journey Tweed Slacks - Metallic Gold from Armidi Gisaci
Fur Brown Fur from Wetherby's
Top Karen wants a Minidress from Wetherby's