Friday, November 1, 2013

November 1 Theme: Sweaters

                          Sweater. Itchy, bulky, always too warm. 
That's what I remember from childhood. Mom used to make us wear those ill-fitting, over-sized sweaters from August to May, and I hated every second spent in them. 

As I learned to knit, the world of sweaters magically changed. I could use any kind of yarn, and make a pullover as fitting as I liked. 
During my years as a knitter, I've made several, but I've always been more of a cardigan-girl. Lately, though, I've knit three sweaters I thoroughly love. 

The first one is a raglan-sleeved top with a high collar. It's made with simple ribbed stitch and very light yarn. All in all it would be very basic, but I made it with a little trick. 
I wanted a top with a shorter front hem. A shrug-like pullover, so to speak. So I designed one. I knit mine in decadently delicious orange <3

The second one is fresh off the needles. I've developed a liking towards cables lately, and I wanted to try and turn a classic a bit more modern. 
For this one, I used recycled yarn (50% wool/50% cotton) which made the pullover warm and chunky. In a way, it reminds me of the dreaded childhood-sweaters since it is quite thick... but over the coming winter, I'm sure I will enjoy the warmth it offers, since our house is a bit on the chilly side. 
This sweater features a relatively open neck. To compensate, I knit a cowl to go with it. 

The last one is my absolute favorite. It's made with 100% cotton, and despite the very simple and straight-forward shape, it is both versatile and sexy. My favorite bit is the crochet edging, which gives the pullover a Victorian feel <3

The orange top and the open collared black pullover are available as a knitting patterns, and the black cabled sweater will soon follow, cowl and all. 

Turns out sweaters and pullovers don't need to be itchy and bulky. They can be soft, sleek, and very feminine. The childhood-nightmare has developed into a warm, kind friend, at least in my life <3


Wednesday, October 9, 2013

... and all I have is a cross-eyed puppet named...

So. Clubbing is a bit challenging when situated in the middle of nowhere. You want to go someplace to have a few pints and see a band, you need someone to drive you. 
And the distances are way long: the closest real bar is 20 kilometers away from our house. That would be no biggie, if there was such a thing as public transport, but no. No busses. 
Not complaining, though. I'm not that much of a bar-fly after all. 
But it would be nice if going out was a bit less difficult. 

On Saturday, though, we ventured out. Bravely. My sisters-in-law wanted to see Turmion Kätilöt, and they needed someone to drive them, plus one husband, all the way to Seinäjoki, which is "just" 65 kilometers away... so Husband was kind enough to sigh, and hop behind the wheel. 

I hadn't even heard of the band before, so I had to listen to a few tracks before we left. It was OK, not mind-blowingly fantastic, but not horrible, either. A bit like Rammstein, only in Finnish. And not that good. 

So I got to wear clothes for a change. And for the first time ever, I wore black lipstick outside the privacy of my own yard. Yikes! 

Top, skirt: Second Hand
Corselet: Heather Wielding Original

I chose a very simple outfit consisting of a mesh top, a simple corselet, and a chiffon skirt. It was a nice enough choice, comfortable on the long ride to and from the bar, and not-that-noticeable at the bar. The only thing worth complaining is that the skirt is a bit too long, even with platforms, and kept catching my heels and tripping me. Didn't fall down, though, not once! :D

The gig was alright, a bit boring in its repetitiveness, but not complete murder. 

The background of the outfit photo is the corner of our living room, which I keep meaning to take photos of, but something always keeps getting in the way. Anyways, we have, like, a table and a huge window and Husbands pet tree has more room and is starting to look well again after a long spell of wilting. 
Also, we have a mess. I made it. I'm good at making a mess. 

So. The house. We've lived here for many months now, and I'm starting to feel a little less misplaced. I'm thoroughly enjoying my sewing room/office, and Husband's doing his best to make sure I have everything I need. Food and warmth, that is :P 

And there's one more thing about the house I really-really like. Husband isn't too fond of it, though... 

GrandMa's got a cat. He used to belong to the sister-in-law whose family lived here before us, but the cat got left behind to keep GrandMa company. 
His name is Igor, though I like to call him Iikoriparka, kultakissa. 

If I weren't allergic, I'd claim him as my own. 

So. Until next time.


Wednesday, August 28, 2013

My New Room

Hi, it's me again. Lazy blogger reporting for duty. 
So. Since last time, I've kicked out Dragons, arranged most of my stuff, knitted more than I could ever have imagined possible O_o and finished decorating My New Room. 
Let's take a look at it! 

I planned to show the whole house on one go, but that would result in a humongous photo-spam, so let's take it one room at a time. 

As we decided to move here, Husband said he refuses to live with me if I don't have a proper working area. That's why My Room was the first room to get a serious make over. 
I wanted it calm and relaxing, a zen-place for me to create. 
I think I did a bang-up job with it. 

The color scheme is... black, white and grey. Surprisingly. My dream of painted wood floors didn't come to be, but the floor I got is pretty cool, too. 
To get my computer table to go with the room, I painted it black. 

The cover for Dragons hangs above my computer desk so I can stare at it while I write.

On the opposite wall, my sewing machines sit in perfect harmony. Now I have room to make wide, wide hems! 
My niece gave me that pink heart. So it deserves a place on the wall. I'm loved!

When we were painting the room, I figured we' have to do the door as well. 
But we sorta forgot, as strange and impossible as it might seem. The door remained as it was, with signatures of people I've never met. 
Instead of starting with the paint again, and risking ruining my cool new floor, I printed pin ups off the internet, and taped them to the door. Works just fine, and I have pretty girls to hang with :D

In the cupboard, my fabrics. And in the corner, sadly gathering dust, my guitar.  

The mirror came from a flea market. It's got a little scratch on it, but otherwise it's perfect.

 One of the first things I hung on the wall, were socks my GrandMother made. She died when I was sixteen. She used to knit us a socks for Christmas, and when she died, we just sorta wore out the pairs we had, and forgot we'd never get new ones. 
But I found a pair from Mom's closet, claimed it mine, and saved it. 
Now they hang on my wall, reminding me of Gran. 

I also have a view. Which consists mainly of a roof. But there's a nice field (with cows!) behind, and plenty of forest. It's nice, but nicer still are my curtains. White lace from a flea market. 
Also, I have a dragon in my room, resting around the mirror. 
I'm still hoping it will come to life some day. 

This is where I work. In a great big house. 
In the country. 

Next time, maybe an outfit since we're going shopping on Friday. 


Friday, July 19, 2013


Summer come, summer go, what does Heather do?
Well, she pretty much sits at her computer, writing or playing Oblivion.

I'm not a summer person. It's too warm, and everyone's acting all HYPER, like they need to do everything they dreamed of during the long winter months in just six weeks. 
 Which is why I like to hide when summer comes. Wake me up in October, please. 

So. We've been renovating the house. Or husband has been. I've mostly been in charge of being in the way. Which I am very good at. It's almost done, my studio is lacking new floor (picked out, will be laid out on Saturday, we hope) and the temporary bedroom needs... what? Husband said something, but I forgot. Must have been cleaning up, or what-not. 
We'll be moving in by the end of July. 
And then we'll be living next to GrandMa who likes to bake. I'm going to be SO fat :| 

Today, we went shopping. Husband needed something for the car and... a... umm... electric-thingie? Wires go in, wires come out? Jakorasia? What's that in English? Anyways, flea markets were close, so we went. To many. Like, at least three. Olives. 
Should watch Iron Man again, I like Iron Man. 

I woke up a bit early today, after five hours of sleep. Which is why I trail. 
Shopping. I wore clothes. 
It's been dreadfully cold here this week, and so I chose to wear a knit dress Mom got me before Christmas. Turned out a really good choice: it was warm outside, but not too warm inside. I even got a surprising compliment on it from an older lady :D

Dress: Seppälä
Shoes: Demonia
Hotpants and Top (hiding under the dress): Heather Wielding Originals

 Since my outfit was all dark and a bit heavy, I chose a light make-up. 
In pink. 
I'm not a big fan of pink, but sometimes it's ok. 

would you believe i just turned 36?
 I bought myself a top. A stripy top by H&M. In size XS. Looks brand new, and I paid 0,50€ for it. Very happy, I don't have anything stripy at the moment. 
Husband found toe socks for himself, and I had to post them. They're too cute, with a smiley face on each toe :D

I also found a ball of my favourite yarn which has, sadly, been discontinued. The substitute, Rose, is absolute garbage, so I buy every ball of Rose Mohair I find. This mustardy-tone has been haunting me for a while... I've looked at it, turned it over in my hands countless times, and always settled for something less... mustardy. 
Today, I took the risk, and bought it. I'm guessing this ball wants to be a pair of long, impractical gloves.  

And then... you know how you never know what you'll find at flea markets? Like, sometimes you find nothing, and sometimes you stumble into gold? 
Today, I saw a bundle on a low shelf. I leaned in for a closer look, saw a mess of yarn, and a price tag. 2€. 
I turned the bundle over and over and over, got up, and left it thinking I have enough yarn. I walk for 10 meters, and I literally hear the yarn crying. 
I had to go back and get it. 

At home, I emptied the bag, and found five full balls of green acryl/mohair-blend, one full ball of the same in pink, three full balls of cotton and a selection of odd mystery-yarns. 
For 2€!! I'm still catching flies over this.

 And then I dug up a satin duvet-cover (again) which I'll be using for a kimono-robe and jammy-pants once we've moved and my new studio is up and running. Soon, I hope, I'm bored with painting.

So. That's all for today. Hopefully, I'll get to give you the Grand Tour next time =)


Thursday, June 13, 2013

The Professor's Monthly Homework: Polkadots!

First, a confession. 
I'm not that big on polkadots. They sorta give me a little bit of a headache with their organized lines and, usually, bright colors. 
On Monday, though, I found a polkadot-something-something I couldn't say no to. 

I tend to shop at flea markets quite a lot, and on Monday, I had something to dig up. Fabrics, that is. Found them, and also the little something-something for Me. It was a very nice, once-worn black mesh top. With velvet polkadots. 
What could I do but carry it to the cash register and say "I'd like this, please". 

It was so nice I wore it the next day for more shopping. 
Washed it first, of course, but mesh dries fast. 
I was feeling 80s on Tuesday morning, so I paired the top with a nice skirt I got from a friend when we first swapped clothes, and a corset-top I made a few summers ago. And my hat. 
Got complimented on it, which was surprising, and threw me off my guard so that all I could do was utter aww, thanks :D 

Anyways. The morning was very morning-y, and we took pics after returning home. Snapshot-session went as usual, and since usable shots pretty much shone with their absence, I figured I'd share the outtakes. Just for laughs =)

"Would you take, like, nice ones, with me smiling and all? With, like, my whole face showing? At least partially? And please wait until I finish fidgeting with my hair."

"Should I pose and stuff? How do  I pose with arms this long? Can I hide them behind my back? Or should I do something to make them appea even longer?"

"Are you sure you're taking my picture and not just toying with the camera?"

"OK, I'll do a pose like those models do in the magazines I never... WHAT'S THAT NOISE!!!"

"Are you sure you didn't hear a noise? I heard a noise, it was there, I know! It was a burglar or ... a... a bear? Mouse rattling outside? Surely something very dangerous we should immediately investigate upon!!"

"OK, I'm bored now, but take one more with the lacing in the back showing, OK? Got it?  No? What do you mean 'what lacing', the lacing in the back!"
That's the way it goes in my house... :D
But the top is nice, and I have suddenly learned to like polkadots. 
At least when it's black on black :D


Saturday, June 8, 2013

I shall fix it with my hammer!

As I mentioned a week ago, Husband's family owns a house. It's old, and in pretty bad shape. 
So we rushed to the rescue. Home improvement, here we go! 

It's a two-sided house, and Husband's GrandMa lives on one side. 
It was thought that the bathroom of the house was rotten through, but as Husband bravely ventured under the tiles, he found it dry. There's a small closet next to the bathroom, and in there, he found a few wet boards. Which he removed, carefully (not) and will replace. Or something, I didn't pay that close attention to such petty details. I mean, what's a closet when there's actual rooms to decorate. 

I helped by taking down panels that crowded the living room. 
With my crowbar. 
In the battle of woman vs. wood, woman won. 
And got her abs all sore. 

And then. 
There's two rooms upstairs. One will be the master bedroom, and the other My Studio. The two are connected by a walk-in closet, which is a little detail that got me pretty much jumping to the roof. 

But the thing is. 
At some point, the roof was altered so that the room which will be My Studio got more height. And the roof leaked. 
It was fixed, but no-one bothered to rip the ceiling open, and let it dry. So we got mold. 

Luckily, the house is a bit wonky, so air's been going in and out throughout the years, and the mold was actually located on ceiling boards (which were tossed out the window) isolation (which was tossed out the window) and one beam (which will be tossed out the window). So that's sorted. 
Only Husband found we need to fix the roof rather quickly, so we decided to give the house a year, see how it feels, and if it feels good, we'll re-do the roof next spring. 
Pretty scary. I'm starting to feel like a grown-up :|

There's a tree growing next to the house. An old, wise birch tree. It's been there forever, probably since the house was built. 
It's good to know it's watching over us. 

So. Everything that needs to be ripped out has been ripped out. Part from the beam in the roof. 
Next step, shopping for isolation and plywood and planks for the floor. 
I have decided I want painted wood floors in My House. 

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Some Very Nice Things

I figured I'd save this outfit for the Red & Black & White-challenge, but... it's far away, the pics aren't that good, and I need to vent. 

Last Wednesday, we had a girls' night. All of us cleared out our closets, took the clothes and things we no longer wear, met at a friend's house, got high on sugar and tea, spilled our belongings onto the floor, and took what we liked so that everyone went home with something new. It was the second time we did this, and it was much, much fun. I highly recommend this to everyone, it's like Christmas :D 

I got a long viscose jersey cardi-sort of a thing, and was super-happy since I've been looking for something similar for a really long time. And then, this girl whose house we were at, comes out of her bedroom, looking all sad and sort of resigned, and she's holding a skirt. A perfect, corset-waisted tartan skirt. I see it from across the room, and shriek and run to it. 
It was Phaze's punk-dream, and I wore it to the club on Friday. 
Love-love-love it <3

The reason I was given this skirt, is that I will know how to appreciate it, and will give it a good, loving home. 
All clothes have a good home with me <3

Skirt; Phaze
Petticoat & top: Heather Wielding Original
Shoes & Wristband: Second hand
So. ClubB52. On Friday. A band husband's known for ages was playing. Nitroforce 9. They played when we got engaged, so they're sort of Our Band. Some people have songs, we have an entire band :P 
Anyways, we had a bit of a rocky start to the night out, since we had to wait for our driver for, like, ever, and I got all antsy thinking we'd miss the gig, but they didn't start 'til 1am so we made it fine. 

Nitroforce9 plays good old party-rock'n'roll, and does it pretty well. They just released their debut album ('bout time, if you ask me :D) and were celebrating it at the club. It was really nice, the house was full, but not to the rim, and they played a nice, long set. 

Listening to Nitroforce 9 pretty much culminates to just staring, with your mouth hanging open, because their singer is just AMAZING. He's pretty, and has just an incredible voice. So if you like rock'n'roll, check them out. 

I meant to write an actual review about the gig, but I have more to share. 

So, anyway, on Friday, I had a hair-crisis, and realized I could wear my zigzag-hair-band-thing again. Yay!

grin, grin, grin
Someone's a bit overwhelmed with all the love pouring on

Also wore shoes, nice ones. 

Shoes: Twice, second hand
Who knew Twice made shoes this pretty

And then the reason why I felt the need to vent. 
Husband just came home. His family owns a house, like 4km from where we live now. It's old, and in pretty bad condition. Everyone thought it had mold, so no-one wanted to touch it. It's a two-sided house, and husband's GrandMa lives on one side. The other was occupied by his sister and her family. Up until Y-day. We'd figured we might take a look at it, re-do the bathroom (where the mold was thought to be) and the isolation, and the roof, and the interior, and everything. So husband went over, took out some tiles in the bathroom to see how bad it was, and... 
Well, it looked clean. No moisture, no mold. He found some wet boards in a closet next to the bathroom, but nothing else. 

So we're going to do the isolation, and interior, post-pone the roof for a year or two, and move in. To a house. In the country. 
To a house complete with GrandMa and cat. 

Yikes and yay and a bigger yikes. But in a good way. 

Funny how after a really bad time things are starting to look really cool <3

Monday, May 27, 2013

WGD 2013, aka Home Alone

WGD came and went. As usual, I nearly missed it. 
Last year, I noted it was GothDay @ 10PM. This year, I realized what day it was at 10AM. So next year, I'll remember the day before :D 

I didn't have anything planned. Thought I'd just spend the day vegging out on the sofa, maybe play a bit of Oblivion or watch a movie. 
And since I thought it was 23rd instead of 22nd, everything got messed up. 

I had a customer coming over on Wednesday. So I woke up, had a shower, turned my computer on, and realized my mistake. Couldn't full well just ignore the day, so I chose to at least look pretty. 
Husband was out, and I was lazy, so I couldn't manage an outfit-photo. 
I wore a long, velvet skirt and a really nice fishnet-top I got from a friend. 
And jewelry. 
I don't wear jewelry around the house much: when sewing, it gets caught in fabric making things irritating and difficult. On Wednesday, I chose to defy the threat of snagging. 

Black ring: second hand
Pinkie ring: Random loot
Bracelet: Ninja
With the customer, we designed a nice outfit, and then I got to chill. 
But instead of playing, I started sewing. 
Corduroy and velvet don't match too good... after a day of snipping and serging, I was covered in purple flint :D
My little steampunk-inspired jacket turned out nice, though. Next, I'll get to turn it into a tutorial ;)

After husband had popped in to make sure I had eaten (which of course I hadn't, I forget petty things like that when I'm busy), I decided I needed a relaxing, entirely gothy sauna. 
After, I was combing my hair, and realized I could finally do something to make it look a little bit nicer. So I turned the ends out, and forced out most of the waves. I liked it, the little change made my hair look a bit longer and less messy. 
Husband came home later, and said "How come your hair's looking so pretty" 
so I consider this a Win :D

So that was my Goth Day 2013. Pretty lame-ass. 
Maybe I'll do better next year :D

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Noumena @ B52

Noumena celebrated their new album and 15 years in metal by playing a gig @ B52 in Ähtäri. That happened May 10th, 2013.
I went, I enjoyed the gig, I drank too much beer and tripped in the stairs coming out. Yay. 

Noumena was formed in 1998 in Ähtäri. Their new album, Death Walks With Me, was released in April under their own label. DWWM offers us melodic, doom inspired death metal, and introduces a new member to the band. 
It's been about a year since I first saw Suvi Uura sing with Noumena, and on Saturday, she really proved herself as a singer. Not only does she kick ass with her angelic voice, she growls like a demon from Hell, too. 

If you're not familiar with the band, I suggest you check them out. 
Here's their latest video, Sleep. 

As mentioned before, I went to the bar. 
It's always a bad idea to make me go to the nightclub here... I'm not a huge fan of the place, so I compensate by having too many pints. 
I figured Saturday would be no exception to the rule of "morons fill the club", but I was mistaken. An ice-hockey match kept morons at home, and the club was blissfully crowded with metal heads. They even played metal all night, so I wasn't that ticked off. 
Actually had a nice time. 
Until I had too much beer and landed on my bum. 

I wore my Victorian-inspired satin skirt paired with a simple lace top and a leather corselet. 
I make. 
For footwear, I settled for my sensible Vagabond heels. 

Taking photos via a mirror is generally not a good idea, but... well, we postponed (why? I don't know) taking pics until we got home, and I don't look presentable in those shots :D 
Had to settle for the snapshots I took before going out. 

So. The "falling down the stairs"-episode. 
Outside the club, there's two flights of stairs. Concrete stairs. I looked at them, swaying a bit, and very calmly, in a collected fashion, descended. Step by step, slowly and surely, until there was five steps left. At that point, I made the mistake of sighing "I made it", my concentration broke, my ankle twisted, I stepped on my skirt, and fell on my butt, and then there was two men at my arms, helping me up and carefully escorting me to the car. 
How embarassing. 

Anyways. I promise more outfits-photos in the future. Until then, listen to Noumena. 


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Labour Day

1st of May, and the night before, are regarded official Drinking Days in Finland. 
To honor the time-long tradition, I wore pretty clothes while getting rid of a bit of a hangover. 

Y-day, we stayed in, and had a sauna. Today, we went out to see if we could catch a parade of old, fancy cars. Well, they drove by too fast, and skipped following the predetermined route, so we only say a few pretty rides. Better than nothing, though :) 

After, we had pizza (ate too much, oof) and came home to drink some sparkly wine. And then husband retired at 7:30 pm :D 

At first, I thought I'd go super-goth, but after trying on my Victorian inspired satin skirts, I figured it was a bit much. 
We live in the country-side, after all. 
I settled for my new fav skirt, and a matching top hat. Completed the look with a lace blouse, and lace tights. 
And for the first time this spring, I got to wear purdy heels <3
Skirt, top hat: Heather Wielding Originals
Lace blouse: second hand (peppercorn)
Shoes: second hand

The top hat is a story on its own. 
I made it just a week ago, and broke some rules with it to make it weather-proof, comfortable and long lasting. 
I made another one, and am currently in the process of making a little tutorial on them. 
I'm really pleased with the results: the day was windy, and my hat showed no sing of wanting to fly away :D

Made husband take a few photos after we came home, and he said all sorts of silly things while taking the snap-shots, so... giggles all around :D

Spring has officially sprung, and I hope to make the best of it. Hope you'll do the same :)

Friday, April 26, 2013

Explosions in Windows-Land

About two months ago, I switched from Ubuntu to Windows. 
Lucid Lynx to XP. 
Everything went fine for a while. Of course, I had to install twice because of a .dll-error, but that happens. Played Oblivion and Skyrim (didn't like Skyrim, too playstation) and enjoyed having everything so easy. 

Well, this morning, I turn on my computer and get a black screen. 

I was, like, WTF, if you catch my drift. 

Google to the rescue, turns out it's a major something-something. Virus or humongous error or what-not. 

If I had hard liquor in the house, I would have spiced up my coffee. 

Looks like the only solution is re-installing Windows. Yay. 

I'm remembering now why I don't really care for Windows. Sure, it's easy to use and easy to install and everything is compatible, but... it eats things it's not supposed to eat and explodes. 

I've got loads of stuff on my harddrive in dear need of rescuing. Not very happy right now. 

Guess I won't be playing Oblivion on my own computer any more. Or anything else for that matter, other than Mahjongg. Back to Lucid Lynx for me, thank you very much, Windows. 

If liveCD can't help me rescue my files, I get to re-do a months worth of work. So unbelievably happy. 

EDIT Sunday, April 28th

Managed to salvage all my important files from windows. Installed Lucid Lynx, updating it as I write, and everything's fine again. Feels like I can trust my computer again. With windows, there was a constant "what if it'll crash"- cloud hanging on my head. 

Maybe I can get some work done now, and actually get some tutorials published next week :D

Saturday, April 13, 2013


I finished Dragons this morning. 

It's the first draft (which I hardly ever change), and I can't remember if I've gotten all the scenes done. 
But still, I finished it. Put down the final dot, so to speak. 

I don't like finishing books. Every time, it's saying goodbye to characters I've grown to know and love. Every time it breaks my heart to let them go. 

That's why Sha-e-Fa got both a sequel and a prequel... I just couldn't bring myself to part with old friends. It was my first fantasy-novel ever, and I still feel like something is left untold. 

With Dragons, there is no such feeling. The story is told, the book closed, and I know I'll miss it for a long time. 

I didn't cry today, like I did after Jay. I've shed my tears for Dragons a long time ago. 
Why, you ask? Read the book, and find out. 

To bring myself solace, I've played a lot of Oblivion... funny how a game published nearly a decade ago can be so intoxicatingly :::homer-drewl

Just found out yesterday there's mods for it! 
Yes, I'm a bit slow... Anyways, hair was the first thing to change. Lorelei, my third hero, got a brand-new do. 
Now she looks like the mental image of her creator <3

I dont' know when Dragons will be published. If it were entirely up to me, I'd say tomorrow! But for the first time, I'm not alone to blame. 

My Husband's sister is an artist. She paints enchanting, alluring water colors and oil paintings. I asked her if she'd like to make a cover for Dragons, and she said yes. So I'm sorta waiting for the final artwork to arrive. I'm really exited, I've never had a cover custom-made before! 

Tomorrow I'll get to go on a wicked typo-hunt (I have a fresh installation of WindowsXD and my OpenOffice is having hickups on the typo-whatchumacallit, so ugh), and for next week I have lovely treats planned out. 
They've got to do with garments, so be sure to watch my other blog, webshop, and facebook page ;)

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

April 1 Theme: Vintage

I've never regarded myself as a vintage girl. 
I do love the scent of past eras, but wearing something from an age past makes me feel like I'm about to destroy a legacy. 

I'm clumsy. I drop things. 
I break meaningful items without planning it. 

I don't own vintage items. No priceless paintings, books hand-bound in leather, no antiquitity of any sort. 


 Gloves. Simple, durable fabric gloves found from UFF, I think, dating back at least two decades. 
They're perfect for my chilly hands in the spring (sometimes summer, too) and match gothic inspired outfits beautifully. 

Jewelry is hard to break, too. I feel safe with thick silver bands and pendants. 
Mom, knowing my disposition with breakable items, decided to trust me with something she'd gotten when she was young. 
In the sixties, that is. 
Mom watched me bloom from a strange child to a baby-bat, and rewarded me with a ring. 

I remember going through the drawers of her dresser as a kid, trying on make-up, marvelling over her jewelry. 
This ring was always the center-point of my fascination. It's big, it's heavy, and back then, I'd never-ever seen anything like it. 

As I grew into the ring, Mom said it looks better on me. 

I still treasure it. 
It still is the most beautiful piece of jewelry I've ever seen. 

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Look, I'm smiling! :D

Lately, things don't irritate me as much any more. Funny how much getting rid of something negative does to you :D 

Anyways. Yesterday, we went shopping! 
Didn't find much, but I though I'd share an outfit photo for a change. 
And ramble on incoherently for a while... 

So. Shopping. With friends. And husband. 
One of our new friends here in the middle of nowhere, is a Spanish girl. She's a dance instructor at an adult education center, and since I've been sorta gagging to instruct a course, too, she took me there, and showed me around a bit, and pointed toward a lady who manages courses. 
I talked to the lady a bit, with a big smile and not much sense, and she said she might get back to me. 

Before, I would have been out of my mind with dread over the meeting, but now I was just a bit nervous. It was so nice, being able to smile and chat <3

And I wore clothes. 
Had a reason to dress up for a change, to show off my mad skills. 
Skirt, waist corselet, hat: Heather Wielding Originals
Top: Only, second hand

The hat I wore is way old... I got it when I was in high-school (still don't know how lukio translates exactly), wore it a couple of times, and forgot it in my closet.
After a few years, I found it, dusted it off, and turned it purdier. 
I've been thinking about updating it a bit, but... well, I've been a bit preoccupied :D 

Lovely mess in the background, sorry... 

Bookwise, Dragons is, for a change, coming out nicely. Not long to go, I've already written the ending, and now I'm just filling in some gaps. 
I'm getting a wicked-cool cover for it, too. My sister-in-law's making it <3 

Oh, and I came up with a really cool idea! 
I know there are a lot of craftsy people out there, and some who want to get their hands dirty with altering clothes and stuff, but don't know where to begin. To help them along, I'm thinking... tutorials! 
Simple, illustrated tutorials for quick, easy projects for a small compensation. Love it? I do!