Dollah Make Me Hollah:

 

Or a stuffed pig.
That I made into a purse.

 

Ah am the Grand Supreme Sweet Potato Queen, y’all!

 

This is mah pig. His name is Gliiiitzy, and he would lahk you to respek his life choices.

 

Photo by Beth Shemely

Y’ALL. Ah went to another parrrrrty, and there wuz these TWO IMPOSTERING BIIIIITCHES. That one on the right kept trying to EAT MAH POOR GLITZY. *hair flip*

WHOOSH:

 

That is the sound of six months,
flying by at the speed of something very fast indeed.

The Boyo and I decided on our site yesterday!

Honestly,
that is one the hardest parts of planning a wedding–
once you have a site reserved,
you can actually start going ahead with the rest of your plans for
rentals, vendors, food…

but what I’m reallyreally looking forward to
are all the little things,
like Art Noveau centerpieces
filled with jasmine and peonies and roses,
and maybe a couch fort in the library of our location because
HELL YES is why,
and maybe strings of paper snowflakes made of pretty tissue paper
that catch the light and diffuse it.

I’m looking forward to holding his hand and grinning like idiots
because we will be surrounded by the people we love most in the world.

Light and color and friends.

Perfect.

 

Sneak Peek of the Villa. …I KNOW.
(photo by Stephanie Williams Photography)

Au Revoir, Faire:

 

Truly,
one of the best years I’ve ever had.
I found new friends,
wore a ridiculous costume,
and made people laugh.

 

Alexis, Morgan, Rick, Jane, Brian:

Thank you.

You are my most favorite Frenchies.

Kev and MoMo–thank you for inspiring me to be better at acro.
Loved watching the two of you perform.

 

Jane, called Grenadine.

 

Morgan, also called MiMi–because it is all about Mimi, you know?

 

Zee Kevin.

 

Zee Astronomer.

 

Photo courtesy of Ben Ross

Je t’aime.

 

Vee are not MIMES! OH MON DIEU.

 

Merci, mes amies. Merci.

The Process. And Also a Corgi.

 

She kept planting her furry little butt on my skirt. We drew lines of compromise here.

 

She sure makes me more cheerful when I inevitably fuck up a simple seam, though. Lookatthatface!

 

The desert at 90mph.

 

This part of the lawn is VERY IMPORTANT.

 

Sometimes, I'm tempted to put fake eyelashes on my wighead.

 

The 300" skirt and the front tapestry panel.

 

There’s a story behind that tapestry–
Friend Amanda, who is making my bodice
(and regularly whips out costumes for dozens of folks
every year at Faire, ‘coz she’s a genius),
came over to my place last weekend for a shopping trip in the fabric district.

It was amazing to go down there with another veteran–
the districts in LA–fabric, fashion, jewelry, furniture, toys, floral–can be seriously intimidating if you don’t go there often.
It’s crowded, kinda dusty,
parking is a pain in the ass,
and there are so. many. things. whipping past your vision,
it’s easy to get headachey and grumpled.

We both had this moment, about ninety minutes into our trip,
where we were checking to see if the other person was okay,
because that’s uuuuusually the limit we have when we go with other folks,
and we both had to laugh, we were so fine with trucking on
for another three hours.

Plus, girl has a seriously good eye for fabrics.

This tapestry was a simultaneous spotting at Levine’s upholstery shop;
we gasped, I squeaked,
“Oh my God, can I use that?!?!”
Amanda looked at the price, and said,
“No. No, you can’t.”

…It was $24 per yard.

I normally never pay more than $5 per yard when I’m in the fabric district.

There was a great deal of hemming and hawing,
I got a swatch and carried it around for the rest of the afternoon,
and finally just had to come back and get it,
because it was SO PERFECT.

And I only needed one yard.

Shutup.

It’s totally justifiable.

 

And Amanda said I could! 😀

 

Here’s a brief glimpse of my finished top skirt–
I also finished the bottom last night.

 

It's this amazing tweedy mustard color--It feels like I pulled it out of a Vermeer painting.

 

There will be more photos–
still have to attach my waistband,
hem the panel,
attach the panel to my hoop
(oh yes, I am wearing a hoop LIKE A BOSS),
and then the fun begins with chopine construction!

It’s going to be a busy month,
but my brain and heart feel so much better
for having something creative to hold.

 

Pearls! PEARLS!

 

Just found this article on The Hairpin,
and just about died of *glurg*ing:

 

“Here, thousands of pieces of Hollywood history are crammed into drawers and trays. Open up one blue drawer, and you might find snakes; another could be all bejeweled daggers. The opposite wall is stacked floor to ceiling with black velvet-lined trays. This is where the most coveted pieces have been carefully catalogued, ordered first by type, and then by gem color.”

 

Eugene Joseff created this necklace for Leigh.

 

Holy. Crap.

 

What I love about Joseff is that he was crazy about historical accuracy,
and he did it with Swarovski crystals, paste jewelry, and gold-plating.
I love that he made stunning jewelry out of ordinary things.

When I become a production designer,
you betcherass I’ll be renting jewelry from Joseff’s.

In Case You Were Wondering:

 

No Workout posts this week–
I have waaaay too much damn sewing to do!

But rest assured,
I’m totally doing squats and pushups
in between working on a certain Sisyphean hem.

(300″ around, OMG)

I am choosing to not feel guilty about this,
and I am also choosing to not dread the burpees
that will surely be in next week’s workout.

 

Oh!

And there will be pictures!
I…just…have to remember to take them.

…I may be bad at that.

I am Bad at This:

 

Craft Night was a lovely success yesterday–
nine people came over to my place,
food and crafty things in hand…

 

And I didn’t take a single photo.

*sheepish*

But I made my leaf garland!

And LauraJane began a repurposed paint-by-numbers piece of art!

And Jessie looked at Pinterest!

 

I just forget to take my camera out when my hands are busy.

Photos of finished projects soon, I pinky-swear!

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