Foxy Lady

I have a real hankering for super-short runner shorts right now, and the fact that I want them in leathers, silks and crepes rather than the sporting materials they only seem to exist in is really not a problem at all because I'm on a mission to make my own.
After watching Dogtown & Z-Boys for the twenty-millionth time (and wondering for the fifty-millionth time how to time-travel and groupie it up for the Zephyr crew, Tony Alva in particular) I fell really hard for the classic 70's sportswear - seriously in love with everything but the zip-up track tops.
I was originally gonna make these runners in some lightweight peach silk I have lying around, but I decided in the name of all that is decent, modest and non-lingerie looking to use this leopard print cotton fabric.. the print's cute, the fabric's durable and most importantly you cannot see every crater and dimple on my bum through it (WINNING.com)

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Wednesday Adams

I find it a bit ironic that I found this dress unworn and seemingly unloved, hiding under some jumpers in my wardrobe a day after reading Love Aesthetics' post about conspicuous consumption?! Gosh-errrr her experiment made me think about the amount of stuff I buy online and never actually wear out. I recently made the decision that unless I see an item I've been wanting/ needing/ looking for, for some time, I wont be buying anything new.. I think the fact that I don't remember ordering, receiving or hanging up this dress (?_?) is pretty much all the persuasion I need to stop spending money on things I want but don't need. That being said, I paired it with my *cough* new *cough* leopard creepers that I LOVEEEE (they were on saaaaale and they were the last pair in my size!)

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Boys

As I was reviewing and photographing the Tracy Emin retrospective for work yesterday, a guard came up to me and told me I looked pretty so I smiled and thanked him, but as I walked away he whispered after me "yuh body look ripe yanuh".. I can't even describe to you the disbelief and anger that coursed through me, do I punch him or do I pick up a plank of wood from this installation and knock him dead with it?! I've dealt with that kind of behaviour too many times to say, but it reminded me why I resent being 'curvy' sometimes. I hate the way a lot of men feel my body type/shape invites or in some way justifies their degenerative, derogatory little comments. I'm over it now, but the next person to say anything along those lines to me is cruisin' for a bruisin'**. The whole incident made me stay away from my beloved Uniqlo skinnies today and reach for these roomy trousers instead.

**sad to hear the man who made that phrase famous Jeff Conaway has passed away, Kenickie was my favourite character in Grease, after Danny and Sandy.
ps. I made this waistcoat 5years ago in my textiles class, found it hiding out in my fabric bag a few weeks ago!

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