It's always fun to dig into the holiday decorations box. I had forgotten about the stocking I made for Adorable Boyfriend last year. He loves mountain climbing, so wool socks and crampons seemed very fitting. I used little black nubby buttons to look like shoelace hooks. I was going off the cuff, so it's not perfect, but I was pretty pleased with the end result.
I don't have my own stocking in Portland, so I whipped one up this afternoon out of some scraps of Sari fabric that I have been hanging on to. See? Hoarding pays off. Everything eventually finds a purpose. I wouldn't say that sequins typify my personality by any means, but the colors were just too perfect. And sometimes shiny is nice. Now if someone would just put presents in it. I am guessing my stocking could hold about three kittens. Ug. Now the worst part. Taking pictures of myself. Hate it. Which leads me to believe that I really should rethink the whole theme of this blog. Hmmmm. Maybe change is in the air. But not until 2012.
That actually reminds me of a fortune I got out of a cookie the other day. It said something like "Your best and most creative ideas will come tomorrow". And I thought "Growl. It's always tomorrow". Then I thought "Yum!" because I am partial to fortune cookies. Delicious snacks aside . . without further ado . . . November Dress has finally arrived. I wanted sort of a Milkmaid Meets Wiggle Dress Chic. Maybe got it? I don't know. (Can you tell the year is nearly over? I'm losing steam. And am feeling indecisive.) While I absolutely do love this hand painted fabric, I am not sure that I feel comfortable in such light colors. I feel more exposed and not so pulled together. {anticlimactic} So, December is here. I think it's time for something more practical and wearable. I have some nice crepey wools. 'Tis the season for crepey wools, as they say. And actual sleeves? I'll get back to you on that. And more! ![]() The camera is almost back in my clutches and November Dress is more than willing to be photographed. Soon. Very soon. Like, probably Wednesday. I know the suspense is killing you. Me too. I'm practically dead already. Bleh. So you're not too bored. . . . here is a mysterious broken umbrella to think about. What happened? Seriously. I will be taking essay submissions. Maybe a tune will inspire you. |
AboutLiz Cowin lives and loves Portland, OR. She is a sucker for kittens, pretty dresses, black & white movies, and pain au chocolat. Dress of the Month Club is creative outlet and experiment in selfish dressmaking (among other things). Archives
February 2013
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