Slow and Stop

My mother always said I have two speeds: slow and stop. It’s true, and this project proves it. My darling girl, Patience, has certainly lived up to her name. While the doll was a small challenge, the dress became a beast. Look at this thing. Oh, sure, looks fine at a glance, but check it…

What’s In Your Drawers???

I am LOSING MY MIND with urination-level joy at this amazing treasure trove of antique linens!!! A dear friend (and another Mrs. Murphy) clued me to the mother load of vintage fabrics. This is exactly the kind of thing this girl is all about. Let’s face it. Modern retail fabrics are just not what they…

Update

Okay, kids, I’m going to commit to Mondays and Thursdays for posts (tentatively, unless something wicked awesome comes up), but this morning I’m going on an unexpected treasure hunt. The post will happen–hopefully–later today, so stay tuned. Also, this is not a doll enthusiast site. That’s just what’s happening, right now, and we like to…

What Is Real?

Oh, we’re rolling, now. I worked on Patience all weekend, and here’s my reward: This isn’t her dress, of course. It’s a piece of fabric I wrapped around her because nobody(?) wants to be naked on the Internet. She has a face, now, so I couldn’t look her in the eyes and do that to…

Working Patience

Some have described me as patient, especially during the child-rearing years. Admittedly, most of my pursuits require a level of patience. One sees so little of this virtue demonstrated among the populace these days. Remember me and knitting? Yeah. Sewing also demands patience. When a sewing project is given its due in patience, the payoff is…

To Knit or Knot

Knitting is cool, but knitting drives me knuts. So unforgiving, so perfection-oriented, all my mistakes on display for the world to see, that’s why I have picked up and abandoned this endeavor, this dream, many times over the past several years. I love and hate knitting as I love and hate myself. This time, this time,…

Give Piece a Chance

Is it me, or is life getting weird? Weird, complicated, expensive, that’s how it seems to me, these days. Although I often embrace the weird, I am definitely against the complicated, and don’t get me started about the expensive. There are times when one or all of these terrible situations cannot be avoided: Somebody runs…