Showing posts with label white sweater dress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white sweater dress. Show all posts

Sunday, January 9, 2011

self conscious sweaterdress

blouse, tights- H&M
sweaterdress - WetSeal
earrings - Forever21
sweater - TakeOut (Kohl's)
shoes - Vigoss (JCPenny)




So I was like, totally happy with this outfit when I put it together.  But then my mum saw me at church wearing it and was like, "Are you sure about that?" and I spent the rest of the day all self-conscious and distressed.  Sweater dresses are a little tricky to pull off, I guess.  But I liiiike them!

But I still like the colour and texture combinations.  I had like four shades of off-white going on there.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

material fascination

So I went to the fabric store.  It turned into a both wonderful and torturous experience, as I found myself surrounded by countless lovely colours and patterns and all manner of prettiness... but I couldn't exactly take every pretty thing I saw back home with me.  I didn't even have a very good idea of what I might do with most of the pretty I found—I've done a little sewing in the past, but I'm easily distracted and never stick with things.  And yet!  The pretty!!  Cute, classic floral prints; Japanesque novelties; batik; colourful retro designs!!  Ooooh!

Eventually I got what I needed and narrowed down my choices of what I wanted (the designs up above were all purchased as fat quarters, so whatever I make of them will have to be fairly small.  but on the other hand, they were super cheap!) and managed to tear myself away from the place.  But I want to go back again... 

So if anyone has ideas for small fabric projects I could make of these, please share them!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

c'mere cats

















I cat-sat this weekend.  Don't worry, I didn't actually attempt holding two large furry beasts at once—I was trying to get them to like me, after all.  One accepted my love now and then, but the other spent almost the entire weekend camped out in the pool table.  By the last day he allowed me to pet him and even purred rather pleasantly (from inside the pool table).  But then I left, and he had to get used to a new cat-sitter (my brother) all over again.