Saturday, March 29, 2014

Feeling Better

As the title may indicate, I'm feeling better. 
I can even pinpoint the reason to this sudden change. Actually it's not just one reason, but a bundle of many. All of which are really boring and work-related. 
I'll share anyway. 

First, I updated my ubuntu. Which sorted out the persistant problems with my scanner. It works now without me having to resort to all sorts of mystical scripts if I want to, like, scan an image. Yay! 

Second, I got all of my paperwork done. Yay! 

Third, I thought I'd update my webshop real quick, and the whole thing exploded. 
Why is this a good thing, you may ask. As did I. Well. Turns out, I now have the latest version of PrestaShop, and it's a lot nicer than the old version I had before the meltdown. I even get a really cool layout. So Yay! 
A lot of work is still to be done, but that's fine. The rush of orders is cleared, and I can concentrate on getting my hands dirty with the shop. 

In order to celebrate, we went to the club in Ähtäri. They had live music! And I wore clothes, look! 
Skirt: H&M, second-hand, modded a  bit
DeathRock Bustier: Heather Wielding Original
Shoes: Second-hand, heavily modded

The club had two bands playing. The first was... how can I put this in a nice, polite way... well, they were really young, and had a lot of potential. 
The second band, Nodian, was a lot better. And pretty. They played black metal and did it rather well. While being very pretty. 
Check them out, I recommend if you're into black metal.

So. Back to clothes. I thought I'd go for a more metal-sort of look, but getting dressed, pretty happened. I chose a skirt I haven't worn out yet, since it's very big and very airy and it flies like crazy. Being that we weren't going to spend but a moment outside, I decided to give the skirt a go. I paired it with a brand-spanking new DeathRock Bustier, which I'm turning into a pattern/tutorial. It's supported with sewable rigilene tape, which makes it both comfortable and machine washable. 

I'm really enjoying wearing my hair up for a change. It's been short for so long I'd almost forgotten what it's like to have a proper (if a bit messy) hair-do. I did my lips a bit differently: I lined them with black, and added pink lipstick. I rather liked the result, it's black but not in an "in your face" sort of way. 

We took photos in a real hurry, so they're a bit shoddy. One of them was worse than the rest, but it had a really big smile. Since Goths are supposed to be gloomy and moody, I want to share smiley pictures when I can :P

Until next time

Friday, March 21, 2014

Gone Shopping

Whenever I think to myself "I'll be a better blogger", it's when everyone all of a sudden needs a new dress. 
I've been swamped with work. After the last post, I actually had a little bit of a meltdown, and had to force myself to take four days off right in the middle of a sewing-chaos. 
One lives, one learns. I now know I can't work 24/7. I need at least one day off per week. To play Oblivion. Or to dribble on pretty English men. 

Y-day, Husband wanted to go shopping. I'd tackled the last of the flood of orders to a point of "I need a fitting", so it was perfect timing for a day off. 
It was a cold, snowy day, the last day of real winter, I hope. And I wasn't dressed for it. 
In the morning, I felt like I needed something really pretty to take my mind off... well, everything. So I wore my new favourite dress, and paired it with my tartan corselet. 
And for the first time in two years, I got my hair into a bun! 
Wrap-cut dress, waist corselet: Heather Wielding Originals
Mesh top: second hand
Scissor pendant: Goottikirppis

We went to Seinäjoki to loot the flea markets. Husband's cousin (his hair is longer than mine, jealous over here) came with, and took us to dinner later. We went to Daddy's Diner, and I got to regret wearing a corselet... it's boned with plastic, but still made me feel really nauseous after stuffing myself with a humongous garlic burger and almost all the chips that came with it... Note to self: do not do that again. 

Daddy's Diner was really nice, I liked the food and the atmosphere (it was like having walked into Pulp Fiction, only the waitresses weren't dressed as famous pin-ups) and I will return there for cheesecake some day soon. 

Shopping was good, too, I dug up some fabrics and a pretty little top for the summer. And no, I didn't think to take pictures of what I found, silly me. 

I wish, I wish, I wish.

I'm still not out of the funk that got me down earlier. It's transformed a bit, leaving me very angry, but... I don't know. I think I need a vacation, like, somewhere else. Like, at Mom's and Dad's. Or with Sis and hers. Anyplace else where it's warm and quiet when I try to sleep.

So. Tomorrow, I get another day off. On Sunday, too. 
What does the mad dress maker do on her day off? Sew for herself. 

Until next time