that you were my first love....

I stumbled upon this beautiful blog.
I'll link to it after this, but it's this girl/lady/woman who refashions clothes. That might not sounds too interesting, but she is lovely, has this adorable son and husband, and the things she does are so neat!

So i dug my sewing machine out of the crawl space, incredibly found a space for it in my room, realised how much i love sewing, and proceeded to alter my closet.
(so far i've made my pants that always fall down smaller so that i can wear them worry-free, YUS)

I also headed to value village and proceeded to turn some X-Large men's t-shirts into some...longishshirt/ dresses things. Which i actually, somewhat love. I wish, again...for the 15th hundred time...that i had a camera to document. Soon, hopefully. If i continue to babysit two times a week, i should be there in no time.
I'm thinking of buying some woolen sweaters and taking in the sides a bit. Anyways i'm on a roll.
We'll see how long this passion last for.

while at value village, i stumbled upon these fantastic little boots, lace up and dark-brown-black, which where my size, and $8.00, so i bought them.
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I've also been working on a design for this...God's house Open house program our church is going to be running. It's to encourage evangelism in our church, and to open the doors more to the neighbourhood. I've been doing a cover for a family devotional book they are making. Jasmine came over to help, and we decided bricks would be a lovely choice.
(mmmm...bricks)
It's still undergoing some tweaks. I'll post an image when it's done. In the meantime...


mmm, bricks.

oookayyy, time to get on with the day...clean my room. i should really go to school today, talk to the financial office, collect all my sculptures/drawings and steeled toed boots, return the huge lump of porcelain clay that has been sitting in the family fridge for the last two months, and play scrabble with len, and then...find a job

but today i feel like staying in bed, baking Christmas cookies, John Mayer, not venturing out into the outside world, especially not the Mac section of the outside world (which is only reached by a series of sometimes wet, and sometimes smelly, and sometimes crowded, buses.)

have a lovely day, all.