I saw something tonight that was very old. At least in a contemporary kinda way. For a minute it made me really home sick. I wanted to be that again, just for a second.
The more I thought about it though, the more I realized that I was happy that it was the past. Happy to have been a small insignificant part of it, and happier still to know where I am today and where so many other people are today.
And that given the choice, I don't really want it back. Not a bit of it. I'm glad for it's happening, I wish none of it away (well almost none) and I wish never to go back to it again.

Cryptic enough for ya?

In other news... I have been feverishly sewing and working on my new little site over at pinuplifestyle.com.. Mostly I've been sewing. And sewing and sewing...
Observe...

More of these:


These:



And this:


It's leopard print fleece and oh so snugly soft and warm... Mmm... warm...

Patterns:

It's either very late 1930s or very early 1940s, I can't tell yet from the picture. I can tell you that it is NOT from the 1950s, which is what it was listed under. I'm still waiting for it to come in the mail box. Happy Belated Birthday to Me..


late 1940s. The hem line falls a LOT father then I think it should. It's ankle length, almost. I think it getting shortened to just below the knee. A girl only needs SO MUCH drape. Eef...

And I've been dreaming about red chili and mi casa in Deco Dirt City...
It's almost Dia De Los Muertos, and I have no plans. No beautiful parade to attend. No one other then best boy to go eat dinner with. No beautiful costume to wear.. Sigh....