My friend Bobbo… he’s a special case. He’s a RL friend who stubbornly refuses to get with the “anyone can look like a supermodel” ethic on Second Life. So he made himself a ludicrously fat shape and found some ridiculous US Flag pants and figured out how to apply clown makeup.
He’s a little disturbing to look at, my friend Bobbo. I hesitate to take him around to meet my friends. But we have a good time (usually talking on the phone at the same time) on his very occasional forays inworld.
Bobbo is a RL friend who most certainly did not get the memo about "everything is beautiful in Second Life."