And I got a horrible cold since yesterday. Darn. It.

No I don’t do much else but sew. Well you see the fabrics here.. they’re like a drug to me! (yes, I stole that from Twilight.)
This set is for a cake eating princess lati. Or something or nothing. Dress, top and skirt. And crown. Fun huh? It’ll go to Etsy, when I get around to that.
Made with own pattern. Hand sewn.

Check it in original size.

My throat  aches. And I’m cold. Damnit. I think my fingertips are blue. I was gonna draw something tiny to go along with this text, but I ended up drawing this strange thing which took like an hour instead.
I’m thinking about joining my cat. She’s lying in my bed looking very comfy. I think I should go get some tea instead.

I’m listening to Red House Painters. That’s one singer with a great voice. I think I am sick actually. I thought about it. Just now. I went down town yesterday to get some stuff at h&m and someone must have passed something on. Right? I might freeze to death now.
Head ache coming. I could make this into a “minute by minute - how you feel the sickness growing”.

Lyra in a new tiny strawberry dress. It’ll be at Etsy. When I get around to it.
Made with own pattern. Hand sewn.

And then I made a pattern for Techi too. She felt left out. It might fit Blythes too, I’m not sure yet. As I’ve been to lazy to try, yes.
Made with own pattern. Hand sewn.

Went down to H&M today to get some hoodies. Found a grey one and a black one, since that’s basically all I ever use. They end up getting holes at the elbow. I bought this dress..thingy too as it was on sale.

Reading Swallowing Grandma by Kate Long.

Page 53:
“As I walked up to the entrance I caught sight of Mr Poole sitting half-hidden in a winged chair behind a weeping fig. He had a tea towel over his lap and his hand beneath it was jerking up and down, up and down. Christ, I thought. Even in here it’s full of pervs.
I veered slightly so that I would pass near him, and hissed, “You’re disgusting”, at the top of his head.  He looked up, surprised. His face seemed odd and naked. As I glared at him the cloth fell away across his knee and I could see that he was  holding a pair of glasses in his lap. His flies, I noted, were completely closed.
“Just a sec”, he said, sliding the glasses onto his nose.
“That’s better. Couldn’t see a blessed thing before.” He peered up at me. “Now, what’s tha sayin’?”
“It needs dusting. This place.”

Humorous.

The 3rd of march the dress pile looked like this. I usually spend every evening from around 20.00-23.30 sewing, while watching a movie or listening to music. And it’s very relaxing. I can’t sew at a machine, it stresses me out. If I’m not talking to someone or get lost in the movie I can make a dress in an hour (not the big ones though).

These dresses are for, from the top: Lati Green (yo-sd size), Lati Yellow and Lati White.
Pattern by me. Hand sewn.

I got lots of stripes and dots in the mail this week, from Miss Matatabi. This dress is a bit on the tiny side. It’s almost invisible.
Made with own pattern. Hand sewn.

I don’t know what to do with all my thoughts sometimes.

They don’t fit.

I made a dress for Linda. The big one. With schrooms. Just because she’s such a sweet friend.
Made with own pattern and hand sewn.

This was not what I wanted to see this morning. Hello Winter coat!

Can it get any better than that? Stripes AND dots. And not to forget sailors and apples.

I did an order at Leeke a while back with Linda and her mom. I got a box full of wigs, I think there were 8 in there. Wakely got a new one. I’m so bored with Latis wigs, they stain like hell.  This one was a tiiny bit big (size 6-7), but it doesn’t stain.

I got this turqouise one too. It’s Wakely’s too, but Techi’s showing it off as it matched her eyes so good.

I bought a new coat. It’s navy blue and sweet and has big buttons and it’s A-lined. It’s still too cold for it really, but I’m beginning to really dislike my winter jacket.. and the winter. So I’m gonna wear it. And freeze. That’s normal behavior anyways. My friends were chocked I actually owned a winter coat. I used to walk around in my red summer jacket all year ’round.

And a side story from that, the very same summer jacket was a very bad choice New Years of 2001 when I apparently dropped my key to my flat on my way to Linda (I fell down on the icy road, that’s more luck to you) and couldn’t get into the house when I got home in the middle of the night. I had thin black pants and my red summer jacket, probably a pair of converse shoes too. I walked back to her house and couldn’t get in there either as their door was locked. My cellphone was out of battery. They lived 5 apartments up so throwing rocks on their window was out, I considered it. I then tried to phone her at a gas station, but as the phone was dead I didn’t know their number. Haha. I can’t remember how I finally reached her but I did and I called some security people to come open my door and Linda’s bf dressed me up in some ridiculous army stuff he had so I wouldn’t freeze to death on my way back. Then I had to wait outside my door for 45 minutes before the idiot came and opened up for me. Greatest New Years ever.

Oh well, can’t hang around here.. must work on my portfolio.

I did 3 or 4 dresses yesterday, this is one of them. I made the pattern first, doing things for Lati Whites is fun, but it’s so freakishly tiny. It’s closed in the back, but it goes on very easily. If she was alive I’d have broken her arms though.
Made with own pattern. Hand sewn.