See these two dresses (brand = catalyst)? I think they are quite gorgeous. The fabric in the second one is utterly gorgeous in my eyes. How much do you think they cost? In the flashest women's dress shop in Wetville, they are $279 each. Plus, they are only in a size 12 plus a larger size probably wouldn't fit me either, even if I had $279 to spend on a frock. In this context, making a dress for $70 doesn't seem completely outrageous. I'm planning and plotting (and poring over the sample Global Fabrics sent me earlier this week and eyeing up this on trademe.
I never seem to read anything in sequence for book group anymore. Wrong book for the wrong meeting, or I have to go home because I was falling asleep because I spent three hundred hours of my life filling in forms for the government to satisfy itself that I am doing my job (generally ensuring that I don't have time to do my job) or some other thing.
So here is my record. Not even all about books. After the wonderful America is not the Heart by Elaine Castillo, I read Nora Ephron's Heartburn, (originally published c.1983 and recently reissued by Virago Classics, for the first time.
After reading almost everything I could find about Elaine Castillo after finishing her novel, this is what stuck in my mind: What is striking about “America Is Not the Heart” is how it’s unapologetically Filipino, peppered with expressions in Ilocano, Pangasinan, and Tagalog and nuances like wearing tsinelas, calling everyone Ate, faith healing -- with no italics, no footnotes, no glossary of terms…
I went away for the weekend and suffered a traumatic incident.
It started off quite innocently. I was at my parents house, and they have properly (wastefully) good water pressure and gas hot water and so I had a very long shower and eventually followed that with borrowing Mum's hair dryer.
Ever since Hitchcock's shower scene, we have known that bathrooms are dangerous. Behind the clean white lines lurk danger, and yesterday was no exception. There should have been high pitched violins playing when I decided to step on Mum and Dad's scales.
The scales told a message I was not interested in hearing, using numbers I did not think should have relevance to me. I thought they might be broken, but my longsuffering and ever loving husband just talked supportively about exercise when I told him, which is not the same at all as declaring the scales corrupt and incorrect.
So it's no bloody wonder that I'm looking at dressing in stretchy jeggings and flowy merino tunics. …
This is my second version of the Sewaholic Nicola pattern and I love it. My first version is here. This time, there is no bra showing, and I'm really happy with the fit. I adore the fabric. If I was a dedicated blogger, I would have had a shower, done my hair and moved the photo shoot down to the beach. I'm not, though there is a slew of pictures/posts coming because I did persuade my husband to photograph various recent makes. I don't have a lot to say about this make, as the changes from the first make are documented in the first version. I did learn a lot from making this dress, and am even feeling like I might be an intermediate sewist rather than an advanced beginner now that I can do yokes, collars and buttonholes. I've discovered that I can put this on over my head without recourse to the buttons, which is useful in a hurry. It does require ironing but I think it's worth it in order to wear such lovely fabric. I don't know if I will make it ag…