It’s been a long week. So here’s some art I did by way of a wedding card!
And then inside…
I’m thinking about starting a greeting card company if this librarian thing doesn’t work out.
It’s been a long week. So here’s some art I did by way of a wedding card!
And then inside…
I’m thinking about starting a greeting card company if this librarian thing doesn’t work out.
I am honored to be the first non-household pet and non-cardboard special guest!!!!
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PS, I am totally dominating at the Roadtrip: Lightning Round right now.
While packing up all of my clothes in preparation for the move and Roadtrip: The Lightning Round, I inevitably found a bunch of t-shirts that, while nice, I was never going to wear again. Some of them because they were worn out in the sleeves, others (“Florida: Where Old People Go to Die”) because I’ve had too many traumatic encounters to justify the risk. Wiess ones because, damnit, no one looks good in goldenrod. So, with the help of some maternal wisdom and good, old-fashioned plaid, this happened:
Suck it, Betsy Ross. If I were sewing the flag of our country, it would be eight times as colorful, with 30% more inside jokes. Also, please note that you should now add “quilting prowess” to my list of skills/reasons to fear me.
After shopping to no avail for something nice to wear to graduation, I decided to make my own dress, using the tutorial for the “Infinity Dress” found on rostitchery. Then, after abortive trips to the fabric store I decided my only option was clearly to make it out of my sheets. When am I going to need a rather worn set of extra long twin sheets again? And they were the right amount of stretchy. The result:
Oh well.
Unfortunately, after freaking out that you could actually see through the fabric, I made the top part–already oddly heavy–twice as thick. I’m not sure if it’s the best choice for the blinding desert sun that will be graduation since it IS EXACTLY LIKE wrapping my shoulders in a full sheet.
Although it does mean that for the past two nights I’ve been sleeping on top of my bare mattress in a sleeping bag. Oh, the memories.
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