The best summer ever.
If you haven’t heard, it’s been raining in New York since I got here May 30th. This morning, I woke up, and thought, “God, it’s hot,” in a lovingingly annoyed sort of way, like when you’re pissed you’re having your period but glad that you’re not pregnant. The sun shone quite brightly into my bedroom window, and continued, gasp, all day today, and I actually pondered going to the visit a beach this weekend and wondered if I could start wearing shorts again without worrying about dirty looks or subway gropers.
Then it started pouring at 5PM. Lovely.
But I can’t necessarily complain what with Austin in a horrible 100 degree heat wave and what with me with no AC in a moderatate 70 degree, ideal, albeit wet, environment.
I set up my room kind a sort of to start sewing.
What’s that? You want to take a closer look at my super awesome 1980s Bernina sewing machine from the future?
The past two days I have been wasting lots and lots of fabric trying to come up with a really nice razor back shirt pattern. Turns out, it’s kind of hard. (I made 8 before coming up with a design I like that fit well) Here’s an almost okay prototype for something I’ve been trying to make… this is more form fitted than I want it to be, and the sewing is wonky.
I know what you’re saying, and you’re right, the neon green. Shhhh. I know. Shhh. Trust me on this, ok? Or at least let me be until I come to my senses.
Over the past week I’ve been preparing things to send out to people in Texas. Mostly, I’ve been making postcards out of pictures I’ve had developed in New York by spray adhesiving thick resume paper on the back of each picture so I can write a message and the picture will be sturdier going through the mail. Luckily, no one is reading this blog and these letters will be a relative surprise to most.
The first round of messages are going out tomorrow.
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Things to Make: Clothes clothes clothes
Things to Do: Clean Clean Clean