Archive | February, 2013

Another Belt Makeover

28 Feb

This is my old belt.

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Cute yes, but I think it’s a little pirate-like for me. The sparkly shirt behind it was my inspiration. I wear a lot of black and I wanted something to help break it up, like a big shiny bow!

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Diy Fingerless Gloves

28 Feb

My last table of the day Wednesday was a guy and a girl, about my age, that appeared to be on one of their first few dates. He was southern and well-mannered. She was beautiful and mysterious looking. Long dark-blonde wavy hair, little to no makeup and a throaty voice. We chatted about local beers and other bars around the city. When they left I found her gloves in the seat. I scanned the parking lot but they were gone. I put her gloves aside so she could reclaim them one day, but not before I admired the shabby finger-less cut she had given them. They were cute, with a little brown button on each one.

So I ripped them off. I started with my white gloves that I always wear.

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I cut an inch off of each one of the fingers, then I used a lighter to burn the edges. It keeps them from fraying and I think it looks edgier than it would if I just hemmed them.

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Vintage Apron Revamped

25 Feb

My craft partner in crime Kate gave me this sick vintage apron.

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It was literally coming apart at the seams. It had no pockets, and it was at least eight inches too long for me. Did I mention that the straps on top were held on with safety pins? The apron itself was amazing though, and the extra material would be enough to make pockets!

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I Tried To Ride A Horse

24 Feb

Yesterday I drove out to the country to visit my little sister. She lives about fifteen minutes off the interstate in a brick house surrounded by nothing but farmland. I can’t even see another house from where she lives. She and I got into my jeep and drove another half an hour into the country to visit our baby sister. God’s country, that’s what the old folks would call this little slice of untouched land located just a few miles over the Kentucky line. There really is nothing out there. Just a civil war era house, an old barn and quite a few animals.

I grew up on a horse farm in the country, not far from where my sisters lives now. Fields and woods and creeks and caves, we ran all over the place mostly unsupervised. So when my sisters asked me if I wanted to go horseback riding, I agreed. My youth never seemed as far away as it did after I climbed that ladder and got on that horse (yup). I was on a horse I didn’t know, in a place I didn’t know. The horse could sense that I was unsure and he responded by doing the opposite of everything that I asked of him.

I was able to stay on the horse long enough to take a few pictures with my sisters and start towards the empty field that led to the creek we were going to ride to. The horse was just not cooperating, and I don’t have health insurance. Also as a waitress you can’t work if you break or sprain any of your limbs. So I chose not to go. I watched my sisters ride off into the afternoon sun, both of their horses acting a little crazy, but handled by ladies that still live in the country.

Say what you will about me, but I feel like I tried.

Have a good laugh!

Stud Your Shit!

24 Feb

I recently came into a little pile of assorted studs.

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Kate brought them over last Saturday for our craft brunch and I have been trying to decide what to do with them since. I put my old jean jacket on Bridgette so I could decide where the studs should go.

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Mini Skirt Apron

23 Feb

I whipped up this little cutie yesterday.

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My inspiration came from the warmer weather and thoughts of wearing an apron over shorts. It always looks like I don’t have on shorts because the apron is longer. So why not make it cute?

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Diy Apron

13 Feb

It’s Wednesday, halfway there! I took next Monday off to go see the Old 97’s on their anniversary tour. So that means three-day weekend! I am ready for a night out of town! I’ll only be traveling a couple of hours but it quells my travel  urges until I can get a little further. Yesterday evening I made a new apron for work, it was way over due. Luckily I work at a place that allows me the freedom to wear whatever I want. It’s very laid back, and most of the other employees wear regular aprons that tie around the waist. I was tired of getting  food on my clothes though, and I hated wearing clothes that I didn’t care getting food on. I feel how I dress, and vice versa. It’s very influential to my mood. My solution is a full coverage apron. The first one I bought as a plain white apron, then dyed and crafted it. This one I made from scratch. I started with a trouser leg.

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Crayon Art And Starving Artists

11 Feb

Hi there y’all! I feel like I have had quite a productive day. After work I wrote in my book for a few hours (yes, I am writing (another) book!), I made some art and I played my drums for a while. Sometimes I understand why artists starve. I love my job, but it sure puts a kink in my artistic flow. If I get going in the morning I always have to stop to go to work. I have been late (by minutes) to work more than once because I was trying to stop writing, painting etc.

The thought of being able to follow my mind all day scares and intrigues me. It makes me wonder what I could really get done if I took the time. I spent a while alone once, and it was the most productive time of my life. What’s a girl to do?

This is what I made this evening.

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I started decorating my drum room and it began to inspire me.

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Simple Recipe With Ramen Noodles And Chicken

11 Feb

I am the queen of late night dinners! Seriously, I usually eat dinner around midnight. On the menu tonight is some kind of easy and quick asian noodle and vegetable dish. I was craving some noodles. So here we go.

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Waitress Budget

7 Feb

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Hi there! As most of you know, I make my money from waiting tables. I’m an artist at heart, but I like to eat, so does my dog. So I adapted. When I first started waiting tables ( a bazillion years ago) I would just spend my cash, almost directly after each shift. It’s so easy to feel like you have money when you are making cash everyday. It’s totally different from getting a paycheck that you have to make last a week or two. Ten days before my bills were due I would start picking up extra shifts and putting away all my cash for bills. I was always broke, stressed and cranky. Going to work feeling like you really need the money (right now!) is a perfect way to make you hate your job.

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