A No Reason Dress.

A little less a month ago I had an entire weekend where I didn’t have a single thing to do, anywhere to be, or anyone to see. It was so refreshing to have a little breather! I mostly sat on the sofa and was a lazy, lazy girl. I did muster up enough energy to sew a dress with the remaining fabric from this dress. I don’t even have an event to wear this dress to, yet…

new dress.

new dress.

the little belt detail.

the little belt detail.

I strayed away, once again, from the pattern.  I just don’t like what they have to offer me.

Hand Crafted.

Two weekends ago I attended The Field’s wedding.  A lovely night with yummy food, great laughter, and many smiles.  I decided to make my dress for the wedding as mentioned here, and here. The photo below is the final result.  For my third dress ever constructed I’m really proud of myself.  To my friends out there, if you have a better photo of the dress please email it to me, I’m not in love with this one.

A few hours into the reception...

A few hours into the reception...

This might become a tradition, me making my dresses, for the million weddings I have coming up this year.   That way no one will have the same dress and I can say “thanks, I made it!”

Little Boxes.

If you’ve ever watched the Showtime series Weeds, you’ve probably had an annoying little song in your little head, all little day. It goes a little something like this…Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,” and on and on..

Every time I go to construct a Penny Roulette original, a different kind of little box, like a little bad habit, that song is on repeat in my head. Lucky little me.

My Little Boxes are craft boxes where I’ve decopodged stationary/scrapbook paper/fabric to the pine sides.  Then to add a little decoration.  I’ll get my handy little glue gun out to add trim or buttons, just no very little ticky-tacky.

the little box

the little box

The inside.

The inside.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Was the use of little a little annoying?  My advice, fast forward through the opening credits of Weeds.

threads.

Don’t get me wrong, the big box craft stores like, Jo-Ann’s, Michael’s, and Hobby Lobby have the necessary tools to assist in a DIY project but the fabric selection, I’ve learned to…settle with.  Every time I’ve had a new project to reupholster, I’ll head into Jo-Ann’s, bolt to the back of the store and cross my fingers that a new pattern will be on display.  I’ll normally wind up buying a yard or two of any fabric just because I’ve spent 30-45 minutes searching for products made up in my mind.  

Just last week, I stumbled upon Amy Butler’s fabrics.  It was like she went into my design style and printed the exact prints I wanted!  Unfortunately, one can’t buy Amy’s fabric’s on the website, but she does have a page that tells you where you can find her fabrics, Jo-Ann’s being absent from the list, no kidding.  

With Amy’s fabric I, re-reupholstered the chair below, because the Jo-Ann’s fabric just didn’t cut it!


 oh, and the chair, I rescued from St. Vincent de Paul, for $4!  It will look nice with my dream desk.

365/12/7

What would a normal 23 year old do on a Friday night?  Go see a movie, have a few drinks at the local watering hole, enjoy a get together…etc.  Not me, this past Friday I stayed in, with Meiko.  I’ve been doing a lot of that lately, in bed by 11pm on the weekends has been a normal occurrence.  We popped in the Netflix and enjoyed Gossip Girl.  Naturally, I can’t just sit on the sofa and watch a show, so I gathered up some scrapbook paper and decided it was time to have a calendar, custom made, of course.

I’m really pleased with this project.  I’ve been wanting something on the wall over my dream desk for some time now.  For the construction of calendar, Scrapbook paper and creativity. From the photo you can see I nailed a piece of scrap ribbon so I’d be able to see all my months in a row.  I’m able to lift the month open (there are handy little tabs) if I just need a quick glance, or if I need to write anything in it, I can easily remove the month and place it back on the ribbon.  Tres Magnifique!

Good Karma

I must’ve done something right last week! Our trip to Ikea was successful. There wasn’t exactly a light shining down on my dream desk in a corner, but I did get the second to last one in stock!  The trestle legs weren’t in, in the white color, so when we came home I spray painted the pieces before we put them together.  Let me tell you, I LOVE this desk.  I can spread out my work on either side of me.  I can also put important items under the glass and still see them without having them clutter the top of my desk.  I’m really living now. Meiko is too.  She likes to sit under the desk on my feet while I’m working.  

While at Ikea, it’s impossible to leave without accessories. 1) because they are so cheap. 2) they are so cute 3) product placement…all three get me every time!  I’m attached to my two bowl lights that sit on top my desk.  They have a delicate flower pattern which is beautiful when lit or when turned off.  They also set off a nice amount of light, which we all know is important.

I know the wall is very empty and I’m already on it with ideas.  I’m going to hit up the flea market this weekend and try to find some neat colorful frames and possibly some prints, too. I’m sure Estsy.com will contribute to decoration as well.  The chair, I purchased from St. Vincent de Paul for only $4. I love the arm rests, although I don’t think I’ve used the them. Someday I suppose I will need them and I’ll have them. I plan to paint it white and reupholster it with a green printed fabric. 

pretty flower printed

pretty flower printed lamps

 

can't wait to get something on the wall!

my dream desk - can't wait to get the wall decorated

What’s that saying?

It goes something like this;
“One mans trash is another mans treasure”

The short story, I’m my mothers daughter.
The long(er) story, me and Mom (RaeAnn) were talking yesterday and she said she doesn’t like to go shopping at regular stores because she doesn’t care for what they have to offer. Plain and simple, I guess we just like other peoples crap. I have to agree with her, I love nothing more than to go to the local Goodwill, St. Vincent de Paul, Salvation Army, what-have-you, to find a great piece of furniture or home decor item and then to come home to reveal the true potential of that piece. I now frequent the fabric store, a sickness in itself. I’ve made nine throw pillows in the past 48 hours because I just couldn’t live without that fabric. I don’t know what’s happened to me. Ace Hardware is now a destination location. I suppose I’ve got the mentality that I can do a more satisfactory job than, oh say, an actual upholsterer, refinisher, seamstress. I have no idea where my elitist alter ego came from, but I kinda like it. I look forward to Thursday and Fridays for the garage sales and I’m up bright and early on Sundays to be the first one at the Flea Market getting the good finds. It’s nice, no one else will have it in their homes. I never thought I’d turn into my mother, guess I was wrong.

Here are some photos of my “treasures”.

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