Dear Catastrophe Waitress

oh em gee, I was so obsessed with the Palace for about 5 seconds back in 7th grade (or so).  I never talked to anyone though, or attended any “parties”—I just stole other people’s clothes, and edited them into my own (i.e., coloring over the BITCH graphic on a tshirt).   I still remember I had an awesome pink cowboy hat.  WOW this really takes me back to a part of my internet past that I thought would remain hidden in the back of my mind forever

gregruben:

internetarchaeology:

via users.rider.edu

The Hula Party

I accidentally stumbled on this Hula Party one night while cruising the Palace. Apparently, the party was a spontaneous event. Note the use of theme specific avatars, props added to the background image, and painting onto the background - all as decorations to visually enliven the event. Although I didn’t have any Hawaiian type props in my collection, several of the members generously gave me some of theirs. Here you can see me attempting to assemble the props onto my avatar. Once appropriately dressed, I changed my name to “TanakaOwl.” Members often alter their names, as well as their props, to match the situation at hand.

(1996)