I bought this dress at a random Adam+Eve sample sale in the Chelsea Market in NYC two years ago. It would normally retail for about $300 (it's cashmere, wool and silk) and was selling for $25. I had to buy it--even the material alone would cost more than $25.
But I never wore it because it didn't fit well and was waaaay too revealing. My sewing teacher: "Well, modesty might not be an issue for you." I told her no, I hated it, let's do something with this. So we decided to pull the band up over the chest to cover it, cut off the bikini-like top, and turn it into straps. Voila. The before, and the after.
A piglet scared of wallowing in mud has overcome
its fears with the help of some Wellington boots.
Six-week-old Cinders appears to suffer from mysophobia, a fear
of dirt, after refusing to join her siblings as they splashed
around in the mud.
Owner Andrew Keeble from Thirsk, North Yorks, said his daughter
Ellie, 12, suggested kitting her out in the tiny footwear which had
been on a key ring.
"Lo and behold they fitted her like a glove," Mr Keeble
said.
"She's scared of mud, but her brothers and sisters are quite
happy in it.
"We've never come across this before. They are born really to go
and explore, but she never really liked going in the mud."
Mr Keeble and wife Debbie, both 42, run a sausage company and
keep about 200 pigs on their 1,000-acre farm.
But the father-of-four said there was no chance that Cinders
would be slaughtered.
"She's more of a pet really now and she's going to live a very
long and happy life," he said.
The young saddleback has been chosen by the couple as a mascot for
their campaign to raise money for the Farm Crisis Network, which
supports struggling farmers.
-- FROM BBC NEWS --
"The
books or music in which we thought the beauty was located will
betray us if we trust in them; it was not in them, it only came
through them, and what came through them was longing. These
things--the beauty, the memory of our own past--are good images of
what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing
itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their
worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the
scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not
heard, news from a country we have never yet visited..." -C.S.
Lewis
That's what the kindly old man at the Viking Sewing Center called
me. I went in determined to get something of quality,
refurbished, and under $200 (I am, after all, just a beginner). In
other words, I wanted something like an Accord.
What great customer service. The man really got me something
that was exactly suited to my needs, and didn't try to sell me
anything more or less. Say hello to my new (used)
Kenmore! I already finished the curtains I've been working on
for my kitchen window, and did a little pillow case for my daybed.
=D
So this weekend was the Stanford Powwow, a 3-day celebration of
Native American song, dance, arts, and community. I figured
it'd be too good to miss, so I dragged along my roommate
Nina. "This is something you definitely won't get in
Germany," I told her. Glad I took her, because she was beside
herself. She got an arrow to remember the event by, and I got
myself a dreamcatcher, something I've wanted since I was a kid.
I think the best part was definitely the fantastic costumes.
It makes me want an Aztec headdress with feathers reaching five
feet around my head. Some highlights include a video of the
switchdance competition and the Aztec dancing. Enjoy!
