It's 94 degrees inside the apartment, let's put on some sweaters!

Ya'll should call the loony bin on me. It is STILL over one hundred degrees outside and I made my george put on a wool sweater to show you. That's how much you all mean to me. And possibly how proud I am of my accomplishments.

This is my rowena and while I'm not 100% in love with the bottom ruching ruffle, I do have a policy of done = done. I can try it differently on the next, because believe you me, there will be another.


























Zoli cut off a pair of his pants and I tackled him on the way to the trash. That along with the leftover scraps from the pants-turned-quiver and an old pink long sleeve became this market tote and is actually lined. The straps are made from the sleeves and the lining is the torso. I have another in the works.




Finally, child abuse! Poor girl is as excited about her new hoodie that she volunteered to pose despite the insane heatwave. This is my own pattern as the cables were placed on a whim and therefore, could technically be better. BUT I don't care, it's fun and since no one paid me to do it, it stays!

If anyone is interested in deets and patterns, please let me know.


You'll find me in the bathtub with a tub filled with ice.