So much room for activities!

In my last post I mentioned my back problems. Luckily for me I have multiple massage therapist friends! On Sunday morning James came over and brought his portable massage table. He does trigger-point massage, so it was pretty intense… although I took half a vicodin beforehand so it wasn’t nearly as painful as last time! (So worth the pain, though. This isn’t a relaxation massage, this is actually digging into the knots and getting rid of them! My recovery time was only hours instead of the 2 days it took after my first time. If you live in the Phoenix, AZ area you should hit him up, he makes house calls! And just messaged me to check in as I was writing this post, lol.)



Anyway, to make room for this I had to rearrange furniture in the living room and… oh my. All the floor space! Eventually I’ll have to put the coffee table back but Sunday afternoon I went ahead with a project I’ve been putting off.

I get a lot of photo prints for “free” from my friend Mckay at I Must Be Dead Photography because I really like his work so I donate to his Burning Man fund and then I also pitched in to help him replace the camera that got all fucked up from playa dust when he took it to Burning Man (he’s talented, but perhaps not as smart as all that :P) so he does things like show up at my apartment with a box of photos and let me take whatever I want.

My only issue is that his prints come in sizes that are difficult to find frames for. So I bought some really, really cheap poster frames that are just a little big and am scrapbooking around the edges, lol.

IMG_20150531_170201For this one I figured red ribbon and a bunch of brightly colored paper butterflies would look good, right? Right.

I mostly like how it turned out. If I had slightly smaller butterflies and black for the background I think it would have looked better, but I’m still pretty pleased.

The really cheap frame is the part I don’t like, but it’s what I could afford. And it’s not like anyone is really going to look at that part when there’s a pretty girl eating bugs right there.

Other things I’ve made lately include an incredibly cool tutu made from caution tape that a hasher I know bought from me that day, a bunch of scrunchies because I can’t help that I grew up in the 90s and then now I’ve decided that what I should do with all that yarn I have is make tons of jellyfish. Because I can.

InstagramHopefully I will have many more photos to share soon! In the meantime, you can always follow me on Instagram since I’ll be posting pics there before they make it into a post. The button there will take you to my feed.


So… this is happening

I’ve made the decision to shut down my business.

After 15 years of not really making anything of it – of not having the time or resources to really dedicate myself to it – it seems like time to let it go. At least for now.


Skirt! Yay!

Skirt! Yay!

Of course… that means a lot more time and energy to use on making things that I want to make instead of things I think will sell. And a lot more time to make things for myself!

I’m probably going to look like a kindergarten teacher, lol.

Another factor that went into my decision is my current physical state. By day I’m a data entry monkey and the current project I’ve been given is putting a lot of strain on my hands due to the complicated and fucking ridiculously unnecessary keyboard shortcuts (like having to press ctrl+alt+shift and right click to choose “copy” from one of the programs… wtf?)  In addition to my hands being mangled 5 days a week I’ve also started having more severe back problems than the norm, including shiny new back spasms. All this pain, plus the exhaustion that comes with the pain, makes me dread trying to work on something even when I start feeling desperate for something to do.

So many tutus!

So many tutus!

Anyway, I’m planning to continue to use this blog to show off the stuff I do, and my Instagram is a lot more convenient to post to, so check that out as well!

I’ve got a bag of partially finished scrunchies I’ve made (they don’t hold as securely as regular hair ties, but so much less hair breakage!) that I’m going to attempt to work on now. Hopefully I’ll have lots of pics of them soon. In the meantime, please enjoy these tutus I sold at a recent hash.

Are things picking up?

The plain black hat is definitely my all-time best-seller.

Only one sale per week? Not ideal but I’m not going to refuse the money.

Being sick for so many days means I’m pretty far behind on my preparations for selling shit on Saturday night.

I’m trying, though. It’s the end of the month at my day job (billing department, whee!) so we’ve been working 10 hour days… well, 9.5 hour days. We keep running out of shit to do so they let us go home. I’m all for the overtime pay but getting to work 2 hours early sucks. Today I’m actually going in three hours early. 5am. Which is a bullshit hour. If I hadn’t seen it from the other side so many times I’d think someone just made it up.

My point is: we will have nothing to do at work and be on time-and-a-half pay so they will send me home early.

And I will work my ass off.

I have everything to make 8 new aprons (with pockets) set out in my work room. The fabric just needs to be trimmed to remove the selvedge edges and have the corners squared up before I can start in. Oh, and the pockets. I have to do the pockets. Pockets are a right pain in the ass.

2002 also had a lot of Hippie/Raver kids…


I love orange. And I love purple.

And I’m super tacky sometimes, so I love them together. Also, these glowed in blacklight. 

I have a few young friends who say they were “ravers” as teenagers but I can’t think of them that way. They were born in the 90s. The majority grew up here in Phoenix, AZ. I was partying in the late 90s in San Francisco. Back in the days when getting dressed to go meant putting clothes on instead of taking them off. I sound like an old person.

“You whippersnappers don’t know what you’re talking about. In my day, the DJs had actual turntables and the drugs were a lot stronger. You youngsters got the girls out of most of their clothes, but it costs more to get them high enough to let you touch ’em!”

This is the last one from ’02, I promise. Next week we begins 2003!

No, seriously, 2002 was the year of the hippie.

SundaeI found this chick who did amazing hand dyed fabrics and who sold them not only by the yard but also in bundles of precut patchwork squares. I’m sad I can’t find her anymore. The work was seriously amazing.

I named this piece Sundae because of the cream colored super soft thin wale corduroy I found on sale. And, you know, sprinkles looking squares of cotton.

Too bad I can’t find a photo of the front, the top was really pretty.

Really, I should see if I can find anyone who makes these squares. They’re soooooo nice!

More 2002 Hippie Stuff


I remember putting this up on eBay and trying to figure out how to describe the colors. Different monitors in my house showed the photo in different shades. Just different browsers on the same computer. So I went with one of the constants of the universe: Crayola crayon colors. I think this one was Apricot and Burnt Sienna.

I still like the way it looked, with little stripes of the lighter fabric running up the sides of the skirt…

Too bad I don’t have better/more pix, but I had to retrieve these from The Wayback Machine.