it's time

I feel like I've finally had time at home to get life in order, which is probably why I've posted so much in the past few days. I slept so long yesterday (I was still in bed at this time) so the day wasn't the most productive. But so far today I did some cleaning and vacuuming (all those little fabric scraps are disappeared) and made some craigslist sales (hooray for clearing the clutter), and did some online shopping...

Been in love with oversized watches for years, so much that my last watch was actually a men's Kenneth Cole. I stopped wearing it about a year ago as it was less "me" and have recently started scouting new options. I think I'm leaning towards a Kors...



Think I want the one on the left...

I'll sleep on it. Time to restock the kitchen. Trader Joe's, here I come!

hogwarts

As promised, the final Harry Potter creation. I hope my loves took some photos in costume - I want to see the full effect! Preview modeled by Pierre.

on short hair

I've had an on-again and off-again relationship with short hair since 8th grade, mostly staying true to the short over the past several years. As I attempt to grow it out, I find myself missing it, feeling a little more bland, noticing women with great short hair.

I stumbled across this piece from Vogue, c1988 ON SHORT HAIR, which speaks to exactly the feelings I'm beginning to miss...

"Women with short hair always look as if they have somewhere else to go... Once you have cut your hair you have to remember to wear lipstick, but you can put away the brush, elastics, and the black barrettes... With short hair you begin to crave pearl necklaces, long earrings, and a variety of sunglasses. And you brush your teeth more often. Short hair removes obvious femininity and replaces it with style... Short hair makes you aware of subtraction as style. You can no longer wear puffed sleeves or ruffles; the neat is suddenly preferable to the fussy. You eye the tweezers instead of the blusher. What else can you take away? You can’t hide behind short hair... You may look a little androgynous, a little unfinished, a little bare. You will look elegant... Short hair makes others think you have good bones, determination, and an agenda. The shape of your skull is commented on, so are its contents... your face is no longer a flat screen surrounded by a curtain: the world sees you in three dimensions."

I'm still going to give long hair a chance, but if I don't develop a love affair with long locks, it's right back to short.

suddenly slow-motion

I just put the kettle on and started washing the dishes, and had to think for a moment whether it was still January. Somehow after months of feeling like the weeks were flying by, my daily pace seems to have slowed.

It's been a good night. I left work at a "normal" hour.. the Clover food truck was still sitting outside of South Station and there were hoards of people on the T. I took my leisure making dinner, put on How I Met Your Mother in the background, and hung out with my sewing machine, fabric swatches (courtesy of the NESADSU Materials Library), and the fifth mug of earl grey + milk of the day.

(Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw)

It felt so good to work with fabric again. I've had ideas bouncing around in my head for designs, alterations, embellishments, but just haven't created anything in months. This little project cropped up last night, when I volunteered to help some friends with dance costumes. Many thanks to Wikipedia and Google for educating me about Harry Potter. Pics of the final products to come.

little bits of happiness

This week has been terribly uneventful, but some little things have made me smile, brightening the winter gloom...

Clumps of snow on brick walls.
Deserted city streets. Iron doors.Wearing snow boots in the office.
Accidentally matching with Cara. Again.
New holidays, including Monday for MLK. (Happy bday to me!)
Still feeling that ballet class in my calves.
Earl grey + milk at work. (Much better than half&half)
Catching up with Naba. And wearing the fuzzy pink aloe socks she got me.
Modern Family.

tombé, pas de bourrée, glissade, grand jeté

Went to a ballet class today, probably for the first time in nearly 10 years. I knew it would be a challenge - I've lost strength, extension, technique - but it felt so good to be back at the barre. Now all those little muscle groups (the ones you would never normally use) are hurting. Love it.

Thank you Rhonda and Suelin for convincing me to go! Time for a nice long shower, then Trader Joe's and some cooking for the week.

Oh, and Raaaaavens! It's a good day.