Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Gray and Orange

Because the cat lacks thumbs (as well as a sense of lighting and composition), I snap these pics on a tripod with a timer. Which means I'm pressing the button, running in front of the camera, posing like a poseur and then doing it all again. The neighbors are enjoying this, I'm sure.

Just so you know, I'm all over the place today. So don't expect this bloggism to have any sort of flow, theme or whatever else makes for a good blog update. I'm waiting for repair men to come and save me from a hole in my gas flue (a what in the what?! Not as personal as it sounds, I promise) and a dishwasher that leaves my dishes sparkling clean yet smelling like hot garbage. Ah, the joys of owning a home. 
 
 Usually, I snap these pics in my kitchen. However, I think the neighbors saw the tripod near our windows and thought I was spying on them! Their kitchen curtains that once were open are now closed AND the shades are drawn. Whatever, neighbors. I got tired of trying to figure out your china pattern anyway.

Let me tell you a little about this recent dress alteration. This dress was thrifted a long time ago (in a galaxy far far way called Wabash, IN) and it's always been a bit of a mystery to me. The way I am wearing it currently, I always thought was the back. See how the back has those giant buttons? I assumed that was the front. It probably could be worn that way, it looks rather cute.

Aside from solving that mystery, I shortened the hem by a good 6" and removed some pockets. I'm usually a big fan of pockets, but these were like pockets for someone with extremely long arms. Like a gorilla. Or my mother-in-law (haha, kidding, Diana!).
 
 To add a little color to the outfit, I made a belt (surprise!) and this flower. I'm kinda diggin' how this flower turned out and I am now tempted to make many many more. I found the directions here:
Please pardon the interruption, Gas Flue Man just arrived.

Besides all of this alteration biz-natch, we had some buddies visit from the great state of Indiana to help us celebrate the 4th of July! Thanks again Emily, Matthew and Katherine for trekking down here. We had a great time!



Friday, July 2, 2010

Altered Reality


What's that, dear? Why isn't the house clean? Well, gosh, why is the sky blue?...why doesn't McDonald's serve hotdogs? Some questions just don't have answers.
 
For the past couple of days, I feel as though I've been under house arrest. We've had home improvement dudes coming and going and I've had to be around to serve as the welcoming committee. Me and the kitty. And while I usually consider myself a homebody, when you don't have the option of leaving your house, it makes you think of all the places you'd rather be.

Oh, honey, don't be silly! Of course I didn't cook dinner. That's why God created cereal.

High on the success of the last dress I altered (and possibly other things), I decided to modify some more dresses. Because most of my clothing is thrifted or sale items, they are often in disrepair or ill fitting.

In the case of the top dress, it was new from Forever 21. The fit was fine but the length was not lengthy. It stopped at the floral pattern. That's a lotta thigh. And when one bends over, that's a lotta butt. So, I added the mustard and brown fabric to the bottom. And the belt, of course.

I thrifted the turquoise dress a while back and fell in love. Unfortunately, the hem was torn out and the pleats had become unpleated. I didn't want to cut into the dress -- cutting into vintage is just painful. So you can see the hem is massive.
I've never been able to iron pleats. I went to catholic school for a couple of years and had the same skirt the entire time. That's right, one skirt, everyday, two years. Did I mention that it was during my growth spurt? So there was probably plenty of butt showings. However, not of the Britney Spears variety...probably more like Mary Catherine Gallagher. All this to say, I tried to keep those pleats ironed into that little plaid skirt but was unsuccessful. Recently, a friend showed me a simple way to put the pleats back in. It helps having friends visit when subjected to the confines of your home.


 I was starting to feel like a caged animal...and feeling like a freak show for the neighborhood rodents!