It has become apparent that my creative inklings are nearly uncontrollable lately. I need to make things, every single day. I’ve been working on everything from making clothes to altering pre-existing clothes, as well as making hair flowers and painting. I have a very long list of things I want to make to add to my online store, as well as ideas for marketing and packaging these items for sale. I’m even exploring dollmaking (faeries and elves specifically) using polymer.
Current focus is the flowers, I think tomorrow I’m going to make some bows, I have some really awesome antique looking key charms that are begging to be attached to something. Also, I have skeleton patches awaiting attachment to a cardigan. These are pics of two of the flowers I’ve actually finished off.
Thank goodness I have three days off, I am going to need every hour of it.
Weight, that is.
Tonight I rekindle my romance with the gym, and that isn’t a bad thing. I’ve battled my weight since my teens and I’ve always allowed rough times to go to my hips…and my ass… and everything else. The last year has been a doozie so now I need to make an effort to lose the bulge so I can feel better.
Not gonna lie, two Sourpuss dresses I bought a while ago might (definitely) play a part in my motivation.
I used to sugar coat things more, to avoid unnecessary confrontations or arguments. I also used to allow myself to be walked on and spoken to as if I was less than human. I’ve changed, and I think for the better. I don’t go out of my way to be malicious or anything like that, but you best believe if you spew bullshit at me, I’m going to at the very least question it.
Social media has give voice to every misguided, stupid or misinformed Joe on the planet, and now they share this information on Facebook, twitter, etc – wherever anyone will listen. When misinformation is pointed out, however, it often causes a negative reaction from that person. Often I just ignore it and move on to save the breath but sometimes it’s just not possible.
Today’s “debate” was caused by my statement that 7-8 slices of bacon was not a suitable healthy replacement for bread on a sandwich. Erm, what’s better, I was told the best way to lose weight was to cut carbs because they’re “fake energy” and eat fat, this was the argument used to say that eating half a pack of bacon is fine because it’s *ahem* in moderation. Again. HALF A PACK.
I also must remember that this person (a male) once complained his ovaries were hurting to my boyfriend and their other friend… and not as a joke.
So, I’ve been using my sewing machine less than a week and I’ve already felt its fury. One distracted second and I had the needle two-thirds of the way through my thumb, straight through my nail. It happened in the middle of a zig-zag stitch, right through my thumbnail. Yes, I’m an idiot. One with a rather small looking boo-boo for how much it hurt.
Now, on to making dresses and perhaps some purses. I’ve thrown myself into several artistic endeavours this weekend, I’m hoping to get my storenvy storefront re-opened by the end of March, and perhaps get my etsy store up and running finally.
Right now my fingers are covered in glue and glitter and I have the first of a zombie pinup painting series started. This is the most stuff I’ve gotten accomplished in some time!
I made my spring jacket (well, really more of a hoodie) my priority because spring is coming and I want something that isn’t too warm to wear – all I have left to do is add some frog closures. I didn’t use any kind of pattern, just looked at similar projects. This is the end result.
Today I took my (new) sewing machine out of its box for the first time. Now, it’s new but I bought it a while ago and just didn’t have space to set it up permanently – because I want to make myself clothes and improve my sewing skills. I even bought some awesome Doctor Who fabric to make a dress from as my “beginning” project. Yes, I’m one of those people who would be caught dead in strange prints, especially geeky ones.
This desk will also be my work space for everything from zombie ponies to hair accessories and necklaces, as well as demented dolls, artwork, and whatever else my brain can come up with. This is the beginning of something good, I have been needing this outlet for some time.
As a Canadian, I am quite astounded at the progression of the “presidency” of Donald Trump. I mean, let’s face it – this guy is gearing up to be a dictator, there is nothing presidential about his behaviour so far.
He’s insulting world leaders left, right and center – but is confused why the world is angry at him and/or making fun of him. He’s slowly removing people who don’t believe in what he does and says (Hitler did the same) and is using executive orders as his own personal vendetta-issuing service.
What is going to happen to the U.S.? I have American friends and I am genuinely worried for each and every one of them, because what I see happening is the beginnings of a dystopian novel, except this is very, very real.