post-traumatic dress
out of all the many faces i’ve been known to have, this is my HOLY-SHIT-I-MADE-A-DRESS-AND-I’M-CLEARLY-WEARING-IT-WHAT-THE-FOOK-IS-GOING-ON-I’M-ENORMOUSLY-EXCITED-BUT-ALSO-A-LITTLE-SCARED face.
yeah, something truly bizarre is going on here. i’ve never made a dress and have rarely been seen sporting one. i’m a die-hard pants-and-a-t-shirt … Read the rest
pomme de pin
if my emelie was a desperate attempt to appear conventional, this next piece of westian colourplay was the much-needed woolly counter-offensive to put all that beige back in its place.
GET IN THE CORNER, BEIGE, AND DO NOT SPEAK UNLESS … Read the rest
channa
OMG YOU GUYS. IT’S HERE.
it’s been debilitatingly hard not to say anything about this. seriously. i’ve had to do some pretty mean kegels here not to spill the premature beans. but today’s the day when this magnificent piece of … Read the rest
sew sew sew your boat
earlier this year, while i was still very much engulfed in much pain and stress and emotion, my boy decided that it was time for me to stop blabbering and fetal-positioning and watching jurassic park twice a day every day … Read the rest
buttons, and how not to
contrary to popular belief, i am still a knitter.
granted, i was a non-knitter for a scary amount of time after i suffered some massive hand injuries early this year – hence no poignant wool-related posts here in the past … Read the rest
