Tuesday, January 28, 2014


I've been feeling blue lately. 
This is strange for me: I'm one of the shiny happy people. 
To compensate, I've been immersing myself in work. Writing and sewing have filled my days, but done little to lift my spirits. 
Yesterday, Husband took me shopping. Mopey Woman found three pieces of clothing she intends to alter to fit her figure, and a glittery cardigan she refused to take off. 

I never wear clothes straight from the flea market. I wash them first. This one, however, has stayed on since I tried it after returning home. Paired with a puffball-bondage skirt, I felt safe.

Grey Top: H&M
Glitter Cardigan: Second Hand
Puffball-Bondage Skirt: Heather Wielding Original

The house is cold. Dreadfully so. We had real winter weather with temperatures down to -25C for a few weeks, and I was frozen. With two skirts, tights, kneehigh wool socks, two pullovers and fingerless mitts I was still frozen to the core. To top it all up, as the weather turned warmer, the roof started leaking. 

I miss Mom and Dad's house. Wish I could just move back in. 

This is one wall of our kitchen. The door leads to a corridor which connects to GrandMa's side of the house.

The doors here make noise. All of them have their own, unique voice. And all of them need a kick to both open and close. I like kicking stuff, but this is a bit ridiculous. 
Also, the light in the loo has developed a habit of flicking itself on for a heatbeat after it's turned off. If I didn't know better, I'd say this place is bloody haunted. 

One more reason to miss Mommy. 

In order to scare off any spirit (someone has actually died in this house, in a pool of blood, so at least I know whose spirit, if any, wonders), I make noise now. 
The bracelets came from my Mopey shopping spree. They match my favorite ring perfectly. 

In the background, last night's agenda. 
I knit a kid-sized wool sock from what I had left over after my kneehighs while watching both Conan-movies and drinking cider. 

Now, I'm going to make myself another dinner, and watch American Horror Story. 

Until next time. 

PS: Since I hardly ever go anywhere nice anymore, I figured I'd try to take more photos of outfits worn around the house. Prepare yourselves for the horror of makeupless Mopey Woman.

Monday, January 13, 2014

"There's only one God, ma'am, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that"

Blistering wind. 
What a good day for a photo shoot. 

As You probably have noticed, I'm a nerd. Major nerd. I live for books and movies, crave to enter realms that never have existed. 
Today, I got to make one bonkers idea come true. 

You see, as a nerd-girl, I have, naturally, developed a liking toward Loki. After watching the Avengers for the fifth time, I realized I had to have... 
His coat. 

As I knew this would be a garment worn only once for a photo shoot, I made a Loki-inspired coat in red velvet, with inserts of black leather. 
Nuts? Yes. Fun? Oh God, yes. 

 I can't remember the last time I wore a mad grin while sewing. How I've missed it. 

Since the weather was beautiful and, in every way, perfect (not), I wanted some of the pictures taken outside. 

 What I hadn't taken into account was that the air is never still up here. -15C is fine when it's not windy. -15C when the wind blows at 4m/s is murder. My fingers froze to the core before I even got to the shore, and in the middle of the ice covered lake, I had to struggle not to shiver. 

 The light of a winter day was beautiful. I wish the weather would have allowed me to stay a little longer, but the crippling fear of knowing that I have three minutes left until my fingers literally snap off drove me back inside.

 The adventure is now over. I have to return to real life, and, like, work. 
But for just one day, it was nice to be a god. 
To know that all I have to say is...