Sempstress

After years and years of showing the entire internet how to draft patterns to my measurements-du-jour, I’ve decided to start working with a model.  There’s a couple reasons…  Firstly, I already have more costumes than I possibly know what to do with.  I have so many that I’m trying to come up with ways to get rid of them, without actually taking the huge, ego-wrenching risk of putting things on ebay and finding out that my treasured work is not worth a 25$ bid.   Read the rest of this entry »

Just for something completely different, I’ve been working on redoing the bathroom.  (Well, no, technically I did it because mom told me to.)  So what happens when your friendly neighborhood sempstress trades in her sewing machine and scissors for a paint brush and a miter saw?  Here’s what’s been keeping me away from the computer…. Read the rest of this entry »

I just got round to pulling all the pictures off my camera – something I clearly need to do more often, because christmas was still on there….  One of my gifts for my sister was a pair of socks. Read the rest of this entry »

All the hurdles have been jumped and the red tape has been politely rolled into a neat ball, and I’ve finally received my Associate in Applied Science (Fashion Design – Honors) and my Certificate for completing the Fashion Entrepreneurship program (with Honors).   Read the rest of this entry »

So I just realized that I’m getting a whole mass of 404s (ie, the dreaded “File Not Found” error). I don’t know why that was a surprise, since I moved everything last August. I’ve added little redirect-y pagey-poos for the worst offenders. I guess I should have done that last August… Read the rest of this entry »

That’s right! I’m half of the costuming team for Chicago at Wheaton Drama. If you’re close to Chicago (the city) and want to be in Chicago (the musical), here’s the audition info… Read the rest of this entry »

Well, ok, by “made” I really mean “found one I liked a lot and hacked at it to get the details right then changed the graphics”. But, however you want to say it, Sempstress running under Wordpress is starting to look a lot more like home…. :)

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It’s official. I finally got my diploma in the mail today. I know that sounds kinda shadey, right, but I did the online thing and getting a diploma through the mail, though lacking a certain pomp and circumstance, is much more official than getting said degree from a Cracker-Jack(tm) box. It’s a Bachelor of Science (with Honors, conveyed so officially that they must be capitalized), and my area of concentration was fashion and business. It’s a real degree, from a real (read: accredited) college, and I worked really hard for it. But I enjoyed it. In fact, I enjoyed college so much that I managed to stretch it out for 16 years. Alas, all good things must come to an end, and THANKFREAKINGODI’MDONE!

In other news, because I can’t seem to follow directions and do things in order, I’ve finally started the process to petition for my AAS in Fashion Design, and I’ve joined the Society for the Preservation of Run-On Sentences(tm).

I did fittings for kids in Oliver! last night. I survived, and no one cried (not even me.) Oh, right, there are 17 children in the cast. And they each play at least two parts, which require costume changes. I’m not good with kids, for much the same reason that I have no future in particle physics: Read the rest of this entry »

…but only if you really like pink.

Mom and I were in Milwaukee a couple weeks ago, and we stopped in to a fab little yarn shop called Just 4 Ewe. The owner, Jan, enthusiastically shared enough fiber tips and tricks to send my brain into complete and happy overload (while her dog, just as enthusiastically, kept trying to lick my feet). If you’re in the area, I strongly recommend the shop – but think carefully about your choice of shoes. Anyway, one of the things Jan recommended was using Wilton’s Past Food Colors to dye fiber. She showed me roving in a series of joyful pinks.

Now, I have some sort of crafter’s disorder that causes me to believe in absolutely every trick I see, read, or hear. Read the rest of this entry »