Or.... all about straddling a tripod while trying to sew delicate things and photograph them in super-macro. (Luckily I'm used to sewing around a wriggling child, so the tripod was more managable than it looks).
A bit of my creative space followed me out into the real world today. Look what I wore all the way down the street, to the Post Office and to a few shops on Sydney Rd..... only noticing it when I was nearly back to the studio.
I mean, I love my Dear Fii wrist pincushion.... but I'm not sure it was the appropriate accessory for the khaki and black art-bitch ensemble I was wearing today.
I mean, I love my Dear Fii wrist pincushion.... but I'm not sure it was the appropriate accessory for the khaki and black art-bitch ensemble I was wearing today.What I SHOULD have taken down the street was a swatch of fabric to help me choose a colour for the 51cm zip I needed. This was what I bought.
For a sneaky peek into other creative spaces, trip on over to Kirsty's.
10 comments:
I'm glad I'm not the only one who rocks out of the house wearing items that should not be seen in public. In my case it was slippers - didn't realise I had them on until I got where I was going. Had to limp and feign foot surgery.
Love your blog by the way.
oh no darlin they were designed to match with just that outfit;) fi ox
Chuckle. Chortle. Nice bracelet. Not at all the same, but if it's any consolation, in a rush one morning I ironed my shirt sleeves and collar and then rushed out the door for a meeting WITHOUT putting my vest over the top. Let's just say it was an 'ice-breaker'.
Art-bitch... you're hilarious. Pincushion not QUITE the hip accessory for such a look...
you are so very cool Nikki!!
next time you are down Sydney rd, you may even spot someone else copying your accessorizing!
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The perfect art bitch accessory - and hey! I hope Bernina are sponsoring you!
I'm glad I'm not the only one sewing with the kids awake. Most think I'm crazy to even try it.
Such a groovy accessory really can't be sneered at, no matter what you're wearing!
I giggled about you wearing the pin cushion out of the house. I always forget to take my name tag off and then wonder why people know my name...
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