Politics

Of fabric, that is.

Now I could be completely off here, but I like to think that I've got a pretty good knack for knowing how to use fabric. To me, fabric has personality and a specific type will lend itself to one design versus another. For instance, material with a lot of drape will lend itself to designs with a lot of flow to them. More stiff material, like corduroy for example, seems to be best for more structured or fitted garments. Not only will the fabric's feel be a determining factor in what style of design it would best be used for, but the print may also be an indicator of what the end result of a garment should or could look like. Of course this isn't absolute. When it comes down to it, you can do whatever you want with fabric and it may or may not work. I've been known to use home decor material to make skirts. However, even in crossing over the "genres of fabric," I still try to make sure that what I produce is a good representation.

Since I'm always working with fabric, I think about this often. However, it was fresh on my mind the other day when I got my latest bag of gifted fabric. Around here at one particular Goodwill stores, it's like family affair. Many of the patrons (including myself) go there so often that over time we all came to know each other and know about each other. This is how I came to be familiar with a mother/daughter Goodwill frequenting pair. The mother, who's an elder, was thrilled to know that young people (such as myself) have an interest in making clothes.

I get these sentiments often from older people (and really people in general) and never really know quite how to respond. Sewing is like breathing to me, and I don't make a difference between the generations of seamstresses. However, it makes me happy that they're happy that I sew. :-)

So as I was saying, two yrs. ago they became aware of my interest in sewing and informed me that they had a whole bunch of fabric stashed away from over the years and that they'd like to give me some from time to time. Each of the dresses seen here was produced from fabric they gave me, with the first dress being from the most recent bunch. Now, these aren't necessarily fabrics that I'd go in the store and buy myself, but it's not because I don't like them. It really only has to do with me being drawn to plain solids or solids with some texture to them or fabrics with subtle designs on them. I'll stand and look at and hold a busily printed fabric for the longest in admiration of how beautiful or interesting it is. Sometimes I'll even get a sample just because I love it so much and could use it for inspiration. Usually, though, I won't purchase enough to make a garment. (And I say usually because sometimes I do.) Regardless I love to get fabric as a gift and always make it a point to take what people do give me (which is always good, quality fabric...elders always have the good stuff) and use them in a manner that I think would best suit the fabric's characteristics. Another reason I'm thinking of all this is because these two ladies have never seen anything I've made from the fabrics they've given me. I never have physical pictures of my work. Today I'm gonna make it a point to get some of these printed out so they can have an idea of what I'm doing with what they give me.



And while I'm on a roll posting pictures of long dresses, yesterday I finished up one similar to the black one I did recently.

donna empire style dress
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It's really cold this morning, and all I wanna do is be wrapped up in my bed. Plus, my throat has been acting crazy these last few days. I thought I was gonna die in my sleep last nigh from an extended coughing spell. I'm convinced this came from my guy who I had to nurse back to health last week. Thankfully, though, he didn't pass all that ickiness on to me. I only got the scratchy throat, and that isn't really that bad. Nothing a lil mullein tea won't cure....just gotta go get some.

But it's so cooooooold outside!

peace

Dark & Light

Posting later than usual today. Aside from having a pretty productive sewing day (finished up several pieces to send to Cali for an upcoming fashion show), I had to wash and twist my hair before stepping foot in front of the camera to take these photos. Trust. Y'all would not have wanted to see the before. Excuse me if I look tired. I am.

So the dress is made from the black corduroy mentioned before. Ironically enough when I first started this garment last week, I had the silhouette of a particular celebrity in mind as I'd seen her in an online image. Cinched in at the waist with a curvaceous bottom half and sort of narrow going towards the bottom. (And hands are strategically placed in the first picture to try and disguise some of the bagginess around the hips that my own curves fail to fill out.) So when I read about the tragedy that struck her family on Friday, it was like, "Dang." Instances like this hit me right in the chest. Although it's never occurred in my family, I hate for people to have to deal with such senselessness. Similar domestic circumstances seem quite common where I live. Mostly among people 30 years of age and younger. There have been at least 4 that I can remember this year alone. So, so sad and tragic and speaks to a larger degeneracy. (In my opinion anyway.)

And I refrained from typing out her name here for personal reasons.

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I'm a bit excited about today's participation in Tea and Honey Bread's Shutter Click & Chat Sundays.

Theme: Anything orange

This chair was purchased for me from goodwill by my guy, and I just adore it. I can recall the day I made it fit in the car so I could bring it home. Yeah, riding down the road with a big ol' chair straddled between the front and back seats looked odd, but I was determined. Not having a truck will not stop me from carting obsenely large, thrifted items to my house. Me and my lil coupe do just fine. :-D On the chair is a throw which came from a garage sale. (I paid nothing for it. It was my friend's sale, and she insisted on just giving it to me.) The card you see is a handmade "thank you" card I received in 2004 from another friend (for whom I was a personal stylist and seamstress.) It was sitting on the black bookshelf you see to the left ( Which was $5 at a garage sale. Delivered to my house for free!), and I figured that the orange fro qualified it for the shot. Then you have the sun rays as they were coming through the window just as the picture was being taken. Perfection!!


I also need to take the time to acknowledge a couple of blog awards I've received recently. They may have been mentioned in previous posts, but they deserve proper recognition.

The first was awarded to me by Marie of Malam-Paris



Marie is an amazing fashion designer whose work I really admire. Having connections with designers around the world really pleases me. She was recently the featured artist on etsy. You can read the interview here. Isn't she awesome?


The next came from Ms. Bar B . of A Place of Comfort.


A Place of Comfort is a place I really enjoy visiting. The way I see it, Ms. Bar B. is a pretty admireable woman. Reading her thought-provoking, humorous, insightful posts always brings me great pleasure. I'm so glad I finally took the initiative to click on the link to her blog one day when I was over at Tea & Honey Bread. It's now one of my favorite online spots to visit.

Now, I'd read the literal translation of what this award means on someone's blog, however I can't recall and don't remember whose blog it was. Nevertheless, I am honored to know that others feel that my blog is award worthy. Sharing my creations and thoughts and seeing/reading those of others makes me a very happy. There's been nothing but love since I've been a part of this, and it's all greatly appreciated.

peace.

"You have overcome, for I am here."

Groove of the week/previous weekend.



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Attempts to finish up a dress last night to show y'all today turned out to be futile. I've been getting tired much earlier lately and attribute it to the increased food intake I'm currently executing to put back on a few pounds. Oh, and for the record, I didn't lose 10 lbs like I'd initially thought. Apparently the scale that I weighed myself on to come to that conclusion was off. After re-weighing on a different one the other day, I was glad to know that it was only half that amount. 10 seemed real to me, though, cause I've been feeling so thin lately and clothes are a bit baggy. Not good. :-/



All that aside, I came up with a few things to share. Yesterday I did manage to whip up another of my scrap skirts to send to Darla's Closet in Cali. Things have been going pretty well for me there and these skirts seem to be a hit with the locals.
My tiredness (and lack of eating) can also be attributed to this success as the shop owner has requested 10 items a week from me. Add that to all the other stuff I'm doing and I'm pretty out of it.










Last Saturday I made an impromptu trip home for GSU's homecoming. At first I'd said I was going to go. Then I said I wasn't. Then Saturday morning I started getting calls from everybody back home asking where I was. See, homecoming up there isn't just about college alumni returning (I didn't go to GSU). It's also about everybody who's from the small town coming back from where ever they went off to to reconnect with people they grew up with, went to elementary or high school with, used to date, etc. It's a pretty eventful weekend with thousands upon thousands of people all trying to fit into a limited space. This year seems to have topped all others where amount of people is concerned. I mean it was packed beyond capacity up there.

So as I was saying, I was minding my own business, sewing, listening to music when call after call kept coming in with people on the other end screaming, "T!! Where you at?!?!" The excitement in their voices got the best of me, and I dropped everything, threw on some clothes, threw some more in a bag, and made the 3 hr. drive. I hadn't been to homecoming in 4 yrs., and it was fun. Much like I remember as a child when family would come from all over. Before leaving on Sunday, I visited family members on my father's side who were congregated at my grandparent's house (as is customary on Sundays.) Above is a shot of me with my lil cousins, whose mother is the missing aunt I talked about in number 5 of this post. They're getting so grown! One's a senior in high school and the other's a freshman in college. Can't believe it. Most of my memories of them are as little girls running around. They're a spitting image of their mother. Especially the one on the right.

I also got a shot with another of my cousins (back on my mother's side.) She followed me around while I was there and said she was coming home with me, but in the end I guess she decided against that. She's so funny and will fight you down, too. At 3 yrs. old the child is a terror! But at the same time she's so cute and sweet. :-D

(My mom doesn't like pictures and hides her face whenever someone tires to get a shot of her, but that's her arm you can see behind my head. That's 'bout the most you'll get, lol!)


I missed a few friends and relatives, but overall it was very enjoyable and a much needed break from my isolated lifestyle. I rarely go home these days, but when I do the visit is always filled with lots of love and laughter. It's always interesting to see how things have changed yet stayed the same.

That's all I've got for today. Be back soon with some more garments!

Have a lovely day.
peace

Workin' It

So, when I first saw it the other day, Beyoncé's new "video"for her song "Single Ladies" really appealed to me (and I put video in quotes, cause it's really just a dance routine. But I'm big on dancing.) For whatever reason a lot of women people talk bad about her, but she does her thing. In my younger years I was a major fan of Destiny's Child , so I might be a little biased, but she's alright with me. It's true that I don't own any of her solo albums or even consider myself a fan, but I do enjoy watching her perform. This one's upbeat, sexy, and they're doing some serious moving. I found myself saying "Get it, B!!" a few times, lol!! The moves around 1:33-1:42 are my favorite. (song lyrics)

But anyway...

Several days ago I was tagged by Ohthatgirl of What That Girl Wears to list 11 things about me as they relate to the numbered items. So let's see:

1. Clothing Shop
When I do buy clothes they come from goodwill or other thrift type stores like Taxi Taxi in Houston, TX, which I really like.

2. Furniture Shop
All my furniture is second hand, so...

3. Sweets
I mostly eat fruit when I need something sweet, however there's a vegan spice cake that I make which is oh so delightful. Just the right amount of sweetness.

4. City
I really like Decatur, GA. If only for the beautiful trees and houses and the Dekalb Farmers Market . I could pitch a tent and live in that place.

5. Drink
Water. There's nothing like it. :-D

6. Music
I couldn't even begin to talk about the kind of music I like. I'll just stick to what's in my profile: "Whatever I can feel."

7. TV Series
Ok, well, I said before that I'm not big on TV and that come February mine will probably be out of commission. But I enjoy watching Independent Lens (which might now be called Point of View on PBS..I've yet to figure out if these two are now the same or what) as well as other documentary type programs aired on that station.

8. Film
Hmmm...I like drama films, some comedy films, and some of those mushy love story films (Sleepless in Seattle, Sweet November, etc.) And I've always liked American Beauty. And documentaries...especially those dealing with "the olden days." I recently saw The Land Where the Blues Began and love it.

9. Workout
I used to go walking 4 times a week (not really for exercise, though...mostly for the experience, and the workout occurs in the process), but walking + minimal eating= me 10 lbs lighter than I'd like to be and jeans not fitting the way they should :-/. So I had to cut it out for a while. Bellydancing gives a pretty good workout (along with moving to songs such as the one I opened this post with.)

10. Pastries
Really, these are my weakness, but I've been doing good about staying away from them. Yet, with the current mission of gaining my weight back, I might have to make some from time to time. I really like crusts stuffed with fruit like apples or pears.

11. Coffee
No thanks :-)



And of course I've gotta leave y'all with visuals: a new dress.







The bit of that blue sweater material left over from the other blue sweater dress needed to be used up, so there it is. Basic. Comfy. To the point.

In other (irrelevant) news, I just realized it's exactly one month til my birthday. Things move right along...

Have a lovely evening/day/morning.

peace.

The Good Life

**7 things about me to follow.**

Corduroy. I like it. In small doses, though. At a yard sale a couple weeks ago I found some green, red, and black corduroy, that I had to have. The red and green especially. It had already been determined that I wanted to do some more corduroy, high waist pencil skirts like the olive green one you see in my profile picture at the top right (which I'm proud to say is being worn somewhere in Germany :-), and the idea of a red one really appealed to me.

The original plan was to have the green corduroy be the same style skirt. However as I was cutting it, I realized that there were brown spots in certain areas. A lot of it had to be thrown away, but I was able to salvage enough to make this green top. (It wasn't really my intention to be Jamaican themed, but that's just how it turned out.) Notice the white pencil skirt made a few years ago from some white, stretch cotton capris someone gave me.

Still haven't decided what I'll do with the black...







Well, recently I was tagged by Ms. Bar B. of A Place of Comfort (which I see has gotten a makeover.) The task is to list 7 things about me. Here goes:


1. I grew up in rural north Louisiana. connected to the land. country. everybody on the street or in the community related or close. simple living. all that good stuff. My family has always grown their own food, raised, captured, slaughtered and prepared their own meat, built their own stuff, fixed what needed to be fixed, made clothes, etc. I remember cold winter mornings everybody gathering around an outside fire for a hog killing. Yes, a hog killing. It'd be slaughtered, cut up cleaned, and turned into cracklins and sausage right there on the spot. Somebody would be in the kitchen making buscuits from scratch, maybe cook up some eggs and grits, and we would through down. I remember the curing house where meats were preserved with salt. My step dad making home brew. Going fishing with relatives, running around with cousins picking pears, plums, berries, apples....which all grew naturally on the land. And muscadines. Every time I'm at the produce market around this time of year and see muscadines for $2.99 lb, I'm reminded of the 3-4 trees around my grandparent's house that used to be overflowing with the fruit. I remember cough syrup made from a particular tree bark, peppermints, lemon juice, and a touch of whiskey. Spring castor oil cleanses. Oh, it all tasted so horrible, and we had to be chased down and held down to take it, but it got the job done. I'm young but I grew up surrounded by my elder relatives and they kept it real, doing it they way they knew how. I'm so proud of this and appreciate everything I learned/experienced. We had it so good. Although I don't eat meat anymore (which the family says is blasphemy, lol!), I still cherish those days when it was meat that brought everybody together. My uncles and other relatives still grow food, tend to animals, etc. Many of the fruit trees and bushes are barren. Seems like they stopped producing when all us youngsters grew up, moved away, and no longer visited them. They're still there, though. I love it all so much, and look forward to returning.

2. Two of my aunts were and still have the potential to be seamstresses, and they made my cousins and I clothes when we were young. However, neither of them taught me to sew. I taught myself in 2002 out of necessity. I had no desire to learn when I was young. Too busy riding bikes, climbing trees, building clubhouses and forts, taking nature walks, making mud pies, racing in the middle of the road, catching tad poles, chasing stray cats, wading in the pond, picking berries so somebody could make homemade pie, running around barefoot getting stickers in my feet, etc. Oh the memories!

(I had to come back and add this photo, cause it sums up my childhood existence so well: on the move, ponytails sticking out, on my way to get into something. Somebody captured me in the moment. That's my mom in the back with those tight, "rolled up at the knee" shorts.)

3. My family is full of singers. My mother sings, aunts, cousins, uncles, everybody. I also sing and love to do so. Once upon a time I wanted to be the lead singer of a band. Music and singing are very spiritual to me. However, other than being in the church choir when I was younger, I never sang in public like everybody else in my family. (And I never led any songs in the choir. I just held down a spot in the alto section) I mostly keep my singing to myself..really only doing so out loud in my home or car.

4. Herbalism and natural healing really fascinate me. I've got numerous books on the topic and look forward to someday traveling the world and collecting herbal and natural remedies from different cultures. I no longer use conventional medicine. If an issue arises I use herbs and natural foods to heal.

5. I've got an aunt (dad's sister) who has been missing since 2004. Nobody knows where she is...


6. During my 5th yr. of life, my mom and I lived in Detroit, MI (got a lot of relatives up there). I recall walking to kindergarten in the snow with older cousins. It was fun, but I was cold. :-/

7. I always say I wanna move, but as long as I'm in the US, I can't picture myself living anywhere but the south..particularly Louisiana. I've tried to envision myself in other areas, but this is just me. Maybe I'll relocate to other places for a yr. or so, but I think I'll end up right back here. and I'm ok with that. As long as I can travel, it's fine.


In addition to being tagged by Ms. Bar B., I was also tagged by Ohthatgirl of What That Girl Wears and given a blog award by Marie of Malam-French Fashion Designer. I greatly appreciate all the acknowledgments and will properly take care of these two on my next update.

Goodness! Seems that lately my days have been: wake, sew, sew, sew, sleep. And maybe fit eating in somewhere along the way. Maybe not. Today I'm taking a break. I need to chill a bit.

peace.

Flight

For whatever reason I woke up this morning a bit annoyed and felt the need to immerse myself in something to distract myself from said annoyance. Yeah, I realize it's probably more beneficial to just face the issue and get it out, but as is insinuated by the "for whatever reason" above, I'm not quite sure what the issue was/is. Nonetheless, it was the catalyst by which I was able to stay in there, work nonstop (for the most part), and start and finish this particular dress. Normally I'll stop several times when working causing projects to linger on for days when they could be completed in one if I keep at it and stay off the computer. With this one though, it was as if my sanity depended on it being completed before I put head to pillow tonight and even before I step foot out this house to go run the errands that need to be run. (I got a call earlier saying that Goodwill's got some vintage fabric that I need to go have a look at. Yeah I got insiders. ;-)

Overall, I'm pleased with the outcome. It's not as poofy as I'd like or as the other one, but it works. Looking at this picture, I think I might cut some of the yellow/gold off. And yes, the center is more of my patchwork.

So today's Tea and Honey Bread Shutter Click & Chat Sunday topic:

Happiness is...Capture a moment, past or present, when you or someone you know was happy.

The beaming bride you see to the right is my nearly lifelong friend/schoolmate/probably cousin somewhere down the line Bree. Since we were like...4, Bree was in looooove with a certain young fellow. This particular fellow had many suitors all throughout elementary. Matter of fact, just about every girl in our little circle of friends had a crush on him and would claim him as our boyfriend...without him knowing of course. He was and is a great guy. Very nice, gentleman-like, talented, intelligent, nice looking, all that good stuff. Eventually, though, as we grew older, the rest of us became involved in relationships, lost interest in him on that level, etc. But Bree??? She wanted him and said he was gonna be her husband someday. I found out that they started dating in college, then in July 2005, she called with the news, "Tie, guess what?? "J---- proposed to me!! Girl, we gettin' married!! *screams*."

So here it is. The wedding party getting ready for the ceremony in September 2006. I was one of the 12 bridesmaids. And see those turquoise dresses? I made 'em with my own 2 hands. All 12. That's another post.

Whenever I think of their story, it makes me so happy. They're two of the best people I know. They recently celebrated their 2 yr. anniversary and are living happily somewhere in Tennessee.

UPDATE: Bree called me today, 10-13-08, and said they're having a baby!!!!!!!!!! :-D :-D :-D

I wanna leave y'all with the current "stuck in my head" song. I first heard the original version by Joni Mitchell a couple years ago, and fell in love with the lyrics. Plus I adore her voice then and now and the way the song's composed. So I was too thrilled to find this rendition with Corinne Bailey Rae on Herbie Hancock's latest release. And the legendary Herbie Hancock. I saw him live in 2005 and swear I floated away at some point. Superb.

I've gotta go hit the streets and take care of some things seeing as how it's Sunday and places close early.

Hope y'all have a beautiful week. peace.

"There's juuuuuust Meeeeeee...."

*Channeling my inner Jill Scott*

More black. Initially I'd intended for this to be a knee length dress similar to this one. However, the fabric drapes so well, and I couldn't help but let it go all the way to the floor. Also, despite my short stature and the fact that they might make me appear even shorter, I'm a big fan of long dresses. One of my all time favorite creations was floor length.

Making the in-process decision to have this dress be long rather than short got me thinking about my style of designing, the way I run this clothing operation, and all fly tie related things in general. Like many of you out there in the world of crafting or sewing or single parent hood or just singleness in general, I'm the sole "doer" here. From the designer to the marketing person to the model to the accountant. All me all the time. For reasons relating to finances and convenience, that's just the way it's turned out, and I have no problem with it. And beyond having no problem with it, at this point I have a hard time envisioning it being any other way.

I've read interviews with other indie designers who say that in the future they look forward to being able to hire help for tasks like sewing, packaging, etc. so that they could focus more on designing. When it comes to packaging and shipping, I can definitely relate. Yet, when I try to think of others doing a task like sewing my pieces for me, it just doesn't register. I have a really hard time seeing that. My style of designing is so intrinsically connected to the cutting and sewing that it's difficult for me to separate the two. I don't sketch or draw garments. It's all in my head (many times influenced by outside factors, of course), and the "idea" that I started out with may transform 3-4 times before the final product. Therefore, it's important that I'm the one doing the sewing, since this ever changing design format is hardly transferable to anyone else. The dress you see here was not only supposed to be short, but it was also going to have some contrast piping between the bust and waist, and it was not initially going to have elastic or a belt. However, as I went along I felt that the idea for piping needed to be axed and the other two features should be added. That's just how it goes.

Perhaps I'm speaking on or venting about this because I'm not sure how this need of mine to be so closely connected to the production of each piece will translate as this fly tie entity grows. If ever I do get to the point where help needs to be hired, how will I handle it? Will I handle it? Is it even possible?

Not sure. For now, though I'll just continue as I do.

Oh! Click the picture to get a closer look at the ring on my index finger which I made in a metalworking class 4 yrs. ago. Ok, you really can't see it that well even after clicking, but I'm still so proud of it. :-D

Have a beautiful day.

peace.

Sensations

This post was supposed to come yesterday, however I was out of commission for the majority of the day. Being a woman is a beautiful thing. Sometimes it can also very painful and debilitating. Today I'm feeling functional once again, so here's what I would have said Sunday.


Lately I've been swamped in fabric doing custom work, alterations, formal dresses, my own imaginative projects, etc. and have generally been exhausted. However, Saturday I actually managed to get out of the house and went to Baton Rouge, LA to attend the Louisiana Book Festival where I went to meet up with my author-sista-friend Olympia Vernon.





She was a part of an excellent panel discussion entitled, You Based That Guy in Chapter Four on Me, Right? :The Truth about Fiction vs. Non-Fiction. Afterwards we went and (wo)manned her table under the author greeting/book signing tent, took body measurements in the parking lot, then, along with another friend,went out for food, chatted about all sorts of things, laughed til we cried, and were pretty much worn out and worthless once it was all over. But I had to find the energy to drive 50 miles back home and somehow did.

Oh! and I almost forgot to mention the *huge* bin of vintage fabric I finally was able to get from her after we've been talking about me getting it for so long. Someone gave it to her and she passed it all on to me. That's on top of all the good fabric I found at a garage sale that morning. My dwindling stash has been revived. I'm too thrilled. :-D

You can read articles on Olympia here, here , and here. Book reviews are here, here, and here.

Even with all that going on and my general weariness, I came home and finished just enough of a new dress to show:

Cousin to the other one.

(The camera wasn't stable hence the nearly diagonal stance.)

I really would have preferred for the under skirt to be yellow, but orange is what I had on hand. I think it works.

Finally, my contribution to Tea and Honey Bread's Shutter Click and Chat Sunday (Monday).

Mother Nature's Marvels

Despite the fact that my place of residence is mostly surrounded by concrete, lush greenery still makes its way through. These are shots from the front and back of the house where such is the case. I've always been amazed by this.

Once upon a time, inspired by vines that were growing through my kitchen window at my old place, I wrote a blog comparing this natural phenomenon to myself and people in general. The gist of what I was saying was what if I/we were as bold, deliberate, and forward moving as the vines. Letting nothing stop us. Only doing what we do naturally. Regardless of the man made structures or substances they might come in contact with, plants grow. It's just what they do, and they do so abundantly. A marvel indeed.

Have a great day.

peace.

Speaking Hypothetically

Last week I was over at Tea and Honey Bread and came across a neat lil meme. It appeals to me cause it just does and also because it reminds me of this song that I really like. Some of these took me the longest to answer. (And yes I did print it and fill it out while in bed last night. )

So...

1. If I were a direction I’d be…south
2. If I were furniture I’d be…a lamp
3. If I were a liquid I’d be…watermelon juice that runs down your face when you're sittin' on the porch indulging in the watery goodness during the summertime
4. If I were a sin I’d be…broken
5. If I were a gem/stone I’d be…hanging from a pendulum
6. If I were a metal I’d be...bendable
7. If I were a tree I’d be…deeply rooted
8. If I were a fruit I’d be…a ripe plum (not a thick, rough outer surface, yet contained and reserved. But when you get to the inside, ooh ooh ooh!)
9. If I were a flower I’d be…scattered about
10. If I were weather I’d be…peaceful rain
11. If I were a musical instrument I’d be…a piano
12. If I were an element I’d be…oxygen
13. If I were a color I’d be…just a touch here and there
14. If I were an animal I’d be…a giraffe
15. If I were a sound I’d be…far off
16. If I were a lyric I’d be… "My dress ain't cost nothin' but seven dollars, but I made it fly."--Erykah Badu
17. If I were a song I’d be…on repeat
18. If I were a music type I’d be…roots reggae
19. If I were a perfume/cologne I’d be…all natural
20. If I were a feeling I’d be…passion
21. If I were food I’d be…high in fiber
22. If I were a city I’d be…spacious and full of trees
23. If I were a taste I’d be…sweet and salty
24. If I were a scent I’d be…lingering in the air long after I'd left the room
25. If I were a word I’d be… constantly mispelled
26. If I were a verb I’d be…laugh
27. If I were an object I’d be…a seam ripper
28. If I were a piece of clothing I’d be…a a well fitting hoodie sweater with pockets (allowing for obscurity)
29. If I were a body part I’d be… an arm
30. If I were an facial expression I’d be…eyes closed smile on face
31. If I were a cartoon character I’d be…on PBS
32. If I were a movie I’d be…one that makes you think
33. If I were a geometric figure I’d be…a cone
34. If I were one of the 4 seasons I’d be…fall
35. If I were a sentence I’d be…ungrammatical

What's more, I stayed up late last night and finished a dress I'd been working on just so I could show it to y'all today:

(Excuse the crazy facial expression)

More of my funktified patch work and top stitching

I really love layered, full dresses/skirts like this. Very womanish. This one's navy blue, in case you can't tell.

Today I think I'm gonna go thrift store hopping in search of fabric or scraps. I've got a hunch that some are out there waiting for my arrival.

peace.