Thursday, August 20, 2009

Chanel et Moi

What do Chanel and I have in common? Well, in reality probably a whole lot of nothing. However, I like to pretend that she started her fashion designer days in a similar manner as me, though I do not expect to ever be considered a fashion icon. In any case, as you may have discovered (or heard from me), I have fully embraced my inner seamstress.

This past spring, I had a hankering to learn how to sew with a sewing machine. Considering my mom's first major in college was fashion design and my grandmother is an accomplished clothes maker and quilter, I'm surprised it took 28 years for my interest to peak. I think I was just plain intimidated before and finally gained the courage to try. I took a few JoAnn's classes and then had one-on-one training with my mom in July. See, I wanted to learn how to make simple things, but I also had visions of skirts, dresses, coats, etc dancing in my head...

I was successful! With my mom's expert help, I made this skirt (which is a little wrinkly in the picture; I should have ironed before photographing).

Then, with my newfound skills I was eager to spread my sewing wings. I gathered a few coupons and headed to the nearest JoAnn's to pick out my very own pattern and fabric. I decided to try my hand at a dress and was thoroughly excited to have created this completely on my own!! There are a few errors, but I don't think they are noticable. I cannot tell you how excited I got when I received compliments on the dress from strangers and friends alike. Not to be prideful, just greatful that I didn't look like a ragamuffin.

After my dress-success, I was hooked. I picked up another pattern, this time a cardigan. And even though it's not quite fall yet (though I'm forcing it to arrive...have already busted out a few closed-toed shoes...), I wore it and it didn't rip. Hahaha

If not for my hand issue and subsequent weeks out of town, I'm sure I would have made many more clothing items. I'm working on a little cute angel now; as soon as I finish it up, I'll post pictures. Though I'm getting a little nutso on the projects (currently working on the angel, pillows for my bed, three paintings for my room, and refinishing a table...yeah, I'm out of control).
Oh how I love creating something out of chaos (and believe me, a piece of fabric and some wacko-shaped tissue paper constitutes chaos); it brings joy to my heart to embrace my inner right-brained, creativeness. Even if it turns out a bit crazy. :)

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

A Wee Bit O Crazy

I’m a little bit crazy. And crazy things seem to happen to me this year, particularly within the medical realm. I’ll go through the latter first.

My normal dyshidrosis skin condition has run rampant (if you care to learn more about it, google it). My hands are covered in bumps (or vesicles as they’re referred to medically) that burn and itch like crazy. It hurts to do basically anything with my hands, but particularly anything relating to water (showers and hand washing prove to be major discomforts). The picture below does not even do it justice as you can't quite see the bumps and redness from my iPhone, and sorry if it grosses you out. :)

When I went to the doctor yesterday, she said it’s a condition that the medical field knows very little about with the only concrete finding being it strikes patients over the age of 10. Um, what?!?! Not very comforting people! She battles it as well, though has never had a flare-up to the degree or also on her feet. She gave me some suggestions of crèmes to use in addition to the steroid she prescribed. But seriously, what is up with me and the diseases that are relatively unknown and not preventable or entirely curable? Viruses, fibroids, endometriosis. I’m just a crazy medical one and have also become quite humorous (in a good way) to my doctor, too. Gotta love her.

The other reason is why I’m crazy. So, with the loveliness of the rain has come the nastiness of gross, horrible roaches in our house. Katie has been out of town since Friday and I have found four of the nasty creatures, two alive IN MY ROOM and two dead. Needless to say, I was super creeped out last night. I’m not one who ever worries about strangers breaking into my house to steal or hurt me. Oh no, I worry about roaches crawling in my ears. I was on the phone with my brother when I found the gem last night, and he suggested wearing earplugs if I was so freaked out. Problem with that is, earplugs make it quite difficult to hear your alarm when you have a hearing loss. I briefly considered putting band-aids over my ears, but ended up resorting to sleeping with headphones in. And yes, I know that’s crazy.

I really need to get our landlord’s phone number from Katie…

And on a completely unrelated note, I've added clothes-making to my list of crafting favorites. Next post will include pictures of the projects I've finished thus far. Till then, bring on the crazy...