Something that isn’t clothes and is for a business-type venture. I made myself get out from under the covers and make a bag I’ve been dying to make for at least a year. And since it’s been equally as long since I’ve really made something with the mindset of tying to make money, I figured this would be a good way to start.
Double layers of wool/nylon blend felt with seams exposed. In red and grey. The applique is cotton prints. There’s a magnet snap to keep your stuff from spilling out.
This is the prototype bag that I will either keep for myself or give to a loved-one. There are some imperfections that I’m not comfortable having on an item I’m selling. Namely I have to work out sewing the bottom on. I’m terrible with boxes. Suggestions?
I don’t ski, but if I did, I’d be ready! Sat down today and whipped up a pair of snow pants.
I decided to make these because I love to ice skate and I love to go sledding. They are warm, warm, warm! The outer layer is waterproof windbreaker type fabric. The lining is sweatshirt fabric. In between those is a layer of Thermolam. I’m prepared! And look how great they look with my dirty winter coat:
I used a trusted PJ pant pattern and basically made two pairs of pants: one was the windbreaker/thermolam, the other was the sweatpants. Stuck the sweatpants inside the windpants, wrong sides together and serged around all openings. Folded edges over and added elastic.
I actually need to open up the waistband again at some point and shorten the elastic. I’m not sure where on my body I measured, but it apparently wasn’t my waist. I also left the cuffs open on the legs in case I wanted to add elastic later. Not sure that will happen since the elastic was a bitch kitty to get in the waist. All those layers made it slow going…
I had thought about making these pants reversible. Once I decided to put the thermolam inside, however, I decided that I would probably never wear them with the sweatpant side out. Which is a shame, because it’s pretty darn cute!
Let’s just hope that if I fall while skating, I’m the only one seeing stars…..
My dear friend Larue commented on facebook the other day, as I was working on a skirt (which I’ll feature very soon, promise), that when I first joined forces with the Wench Posse I said I’d wear the Mary Queen of Scots she’d planned for Project Tudor (didn’t end up happening, which is totally cool, because I have my awesome Elizabethan) but past that I don’t know how much costuming I’d really do.
Ah, good times.
Fast forward to Mid-September when I saw this pattern at work:
I practically found myself in a puddle on the floor. Holy stinking monkey that Bo Peep costume is ADORABLE!
Then a couple weeks later, Rocketdog was asking Rocketpuppy what she should be for halloween. Since Rocketpuppy doesn’t really talk, I piped up that there were cute costumes at work. “To buy or to make?” was the reply. “Well, there is this adorable Bo Peep pattern that I love,” I said. “Rocketpuppy just got this stuffed sheep, and I actually though Bo Peep would be a good costume,” she said. So it was decided.
Another couple of weeks past, and Rocketpuppy would need the costume by week’s end (a full week before Halloween, for another event). I texted Rocketdog to see what she wanted to do about the fabric. “I was thinking light pink or blue. I trust your judgment,” was the reply I got. I had been thinking light blue, so light blue it was.
I had about a day and a half to work. The costume came together really quickly, with the only difficulty being the sleeves. As I mentioned on facebook:
Dear babies of the world: You are constantly disregarding the needs of others; however, your freakishly small baby-sized arms and pain-in-the-ass-to-sew sleeves are the last straw. It’s an adult-sized world; I highly suggest you start conforming.
Despite that, I had a blast making this costume, so now I get to show it off, even if it’s almost a week after Halloween.
I’ll give you all a minute to recover. I know she’s stinking cute and that the costume is awesome sauce. Deep breaths.
Hard to believe, but there’s about ten yards of trim on that baby. Thankfully I had a coupon! Trim is always, ALWAYS, the most expensive part of any sewing project. Fabric goes on sale all the time. Trim never goes on sale. BUT, it’s the trim that takes the design from just another dress to an awesome little Bo Peep costume.
I honestly think Bo Peep was more fun than anything I’ve ever sewn. I don’t know if anything can live up to it.
And it’s for ME! Granted, I’m still making Renaissance underwear (this time slightly more historically accurate), but I managed to squeeze in a little something for myself.
Okay, I’ll be honest. I started this project more than a year ago. I “finished” it once before, but my body dysmorphia resulted in a very large and ill-fitting dress. I took it in today. Finally. Although, I took it in so well that it only fits on models with movable shoulders. Which means we get to suffer through a picture of me instead of a picture of my dressform.
Perhaps the only one suffering is me. Not only do I detest the way I look (body dysmorphia, among other things), but I’m incredibly awkward in general. The awkwardness doubles in front of a camera. Especially on self timer. I had to take a dozen pictures before I could find one I’m happy with.
I first saw a dress like this in a fancy pants store in Toronto. A store in which I could never afford anything on the racks. I’m pretty sure a good chunk, if not all, of the clothing was vintage. Once I got home, I found a pattern for the exact same dress. A short while later, I found the perfect fabric for it. Sew sew sew… Fat.
Now that it’s altered, I rather enjoy the dress. The sleeves might be a little too huge and may be coming in, but other than that, I dig it. So glad I got it to fit right at the end of summer. And when I have no where to wear it. But I have it, and that’s all that matters.
Okay… ten months. Eleven months to get it in place… Whatever. Don’t judge.
I finally finished the couch I picked up off the side of the road last August, but started working on it around labor day. I finished it sometime last month, but we just now got it out of the basement and into its home in the living room.
Ahhh…. Claw feet, nailhead trim, rich colors… I’m actually surprised that I love this fabric as much as I do. I sort of eyed it at work for awhile. Was excited to see it go to clearance, picked up a remnant. Figured I would make a bag out of it, or something. But then I saw this couch, which was a slightly smaller version of what my parents have in their living room, and I knew they were a match. Let’s revisit the before, shall we?
Not really, the couch was laying on its back when this was taken… The couch was filled with straw. Straw, cotton, bird seed, bobby pins, coins, and springs. It was disgusting. Now it’s filled with springs. And foam and batting. Nothing else. Inside the couch, we also found what we can only assume is a scrap of fabric they had on the couch before the rosebud monstrosity. Kind of a burgundy velvet. So we stapled that and a scrap of the roses onto the back before covering it. I don’t plan on getting rid of this couch any time soon. Or really recovering it again in the future. But in case either of those happens, we’ll have a little reminder of what came before. We also signed it somewhere. Because The Hippy and I are weird.
I’ve got about 20 more pictures of the couch being reupholstered. There certainly isn’t room here, so if you’re so inclined, do check out the photobucket.
I’ve started my first serious knitting project. It required learning how to use circular needles, which were so much easier than I anticipated. I’m crossing a fine line here, posting about this project, because it’s a super top-secret project. There is someone in blogland who can’t know what this project is. In the meantime, I feel I’m safe enough showing this WIP picture.
Okay, I’m not the best with ribbing. Hopefully when all is said and done, it won’t be that noticeable. Also when all is said and done will I give credit where credit is due. If, until then, you notice somehow that this is your pattern, don’t freak out. Your work is much appreciated, and will soon be rewarded.
I’m… well, I’m usually playing Bingo… But when I’m doing productive things, I’m making my kitchen less boring.
It’s cute to think my kitchen ever looks like that. And by cute, I mean sad, because it doesn’t even look close right now. With the bathroom remodel going on in the renter’s side, life is in flux, his stress is my stress, blah blah blah. At least most of the dishes are clean.
Okay, I mean, it’s not like it’s anything special, but it sure is easier to open the cabinets. I need longer screws for the drawers, but I’m well on my way to a spiffier kitchen. Soon I’ll make the curtains. And I think the Hippy will hate the curtains. Oops! 🙂
I should have been sewing prototype bags. I will get that done, but I’ve been craving curtains in my own home. My windows have been completely naked save for a blanket over the bedroom window and a towel over the bathroom window since we moved in. So… since the end of November.
Ew, ignore that stain on the chair. I really, really, really need to clean the chair, as evidenced by the part that started cleaning itself when I leaned against it with wet hair.
I made two sets of curtains for the living room using a suiting in a color I call “cherry cola.” That picture doesn’t do the color justice. It’s much darker and richer. The suiting has a slubbed texture with darker shades of the red running throughout. I really didn’t want a print because the couch that will eventually be in front of that window is rather busy. I didn’t want a solid because a solid was too boring. When I saw that fabric come off the truck, I knew it was the fabric for my windows.
I may decide to line them someday, just so they don’t fade, but they are purely decorative. I’m not concerned about blocking out light, and the blinds give us privacy. They are floor-to-ceiling, which was slightly unintentional. I didn’t feel like measuring, so I just bought the whole bolt (which ended up being 8 yards, 11 inches). I then split the bolt in thirds, cut two of those thirds in half and the final third in quarters. Added the narrower pieces to the wider pieces, hemmed up the four edges, and poof! Curtains.
I would like to reiterate that other than food and dishes, the best presents I’ve ever been given were power tools. Then directly after that, the knowledge and confidence to use power tools. No woman should ever have to rely on a man to, por ejemplo, put up curtains or build her craft/ironing table. Or put together her Aneboda. She can, however, allow a man the privilege of building something for her, but she shouldn’t rely.
Now I’m off to Target to buy a vaccuum. Oh yeah, haven’t had one of those either. Whoops!
I would like to stress that this is pronounced “NOME.” I think I’ll do a feature on the other blog about gnomes of a different color, but today I feel like highlighting and amazing shop on Etsy that I keep going back to over and over. And once I have… oh… furnature… I will be buying goodies from her because I decided I’m just too lazy to build my own.
Enough secrets. My own what? Terrarium.
Enter GnomeHomes. GnomeHomes is a collaboration between a couple Etsy sellers. Matt is from Haulinoats, which is such an awesome name for a sadly empty shop. Meghan is from 2lilmonkeys, which is another great name and an adorable little shop. But the GnomeHomes… Ooooh, the GnomeHomes…
I’ve been fascinated by terrariums since I was a kid. I know I built one once, but I can’t remember if it was in girl scouts, at school, or in day care. Because I was a kid, I probably ended up ignoring it, then my mom ended up ignoring it, and now I have no more terrariums. I think I would still like to build my own with more folliage, but what I find so appealing about the GnomeHomes is the compactness and the colors. Usually I would say red and green is so very Christmas, but the mushrooms work so well will the moss. Of course, that could be because the descriptions claim the mushrooms are orange, but I see red. The exact color is neither here nor there. What matters is that they look amazing together.
Okay, I concede. These mushrooms are red.