In my universe the one where my Second Life avatar lives her best, perfectly curated digital existence, my kitchen is a masterpiece.
No clutter. No gadgets. No stack of post that’s been “temporarily” living on the counter for three weeks. Just sleek lines, spotless worktops, and me floating through it like a minimalist domestic goddess.
But the reality?
Oh, the reality is an entirely different situation.
My real life kitchen surfaces are apparently magnets for absolutely everything except what actually belongs in a kitchen.
Half-folded laundry? Somehow, yes. A mysterious charger for a device I don’t even remember owning? Obviously.
Deep storage cupboards? I wish. Instead, I have one cupboard where things leap out at me like they’re trying to escape captivity, and another that requires a small archaeological dig just to find the HP sauce.
In Second Life, it’s a sleek lined miracle. In real life, it’s a jungle of so much toot.
So while my Second Life photo shows a kitchen worthy of a magazine cover, real life me is side eyeing a rogue corn flake on the countertop like, “How long have you been there?”
CREDITS
Hearthstone Kitchen from Chez Moi
Costa Entry set from Che Moi
Isabelle Cheren 