What’s black, grey, and cream all over?

My blog post today.  And a black car with racing stripes.

I spend most of my days day dreaming about what I’m going to make when I have a spare minute. Cleaning the house, wiping bottoms, washing laundry- not the most luxurious of jobs so I like to think of happier things.

Most of my ideas are lost somewhere between doing breakfast dishes and Kennedys nap time.  I have the word “Paisley” in bold red letters on my dry erase board on the fridge and I’m sure whatever it was that I was going to make was going to be super amazing, but do you think I remember now?  Nope.  That’s why I love it when I have something that I love to pieces and just want to copy it.  That way I can’t forget what I was going to do.  Not to mention if it doesn’t work out, I still have the original.

I can not wait to get my paws on just the right fabric to make another pair of these.  My sister in law gave these to me for Christmas and they are the most fun things ever.  I wore them in the movie theatre the day after Christmas.  It was cold okay!  And they were too cute to take off ;).

 

Just look at those mini flowers and pearls.  Be still my sewing machine.

 

  And these lounge pants-

I have to admit I was really nervous when I opened them and they were a small.  I always buy a large or bigger no matter what size I really am just to make sure I’m covered and cinch them up.   It’s a bad habit of mine because these babies are actually flattering on me.  Yes I said lounge pants and flattering in the same sentence and I’m not taking it back.  I had to scrounge a stock picture to show you since I’m living in them. Obviously that’s not me up there, my feet are bigger ;).  I can’t wait to copy them in several different prints. One for every day of the week.  A girl’s gotta have work clothes. Not to mention the cream on the pants matches my gloves.  Lounge pants and gloves together=sexy.  

And this is just to show off what made me late(r) for church yesterday.  I’m late every Sunday no matter how early I get up, how ready I am, how much I threaten the kids, so I figured 5 more minutes wouldn’t kill me.  I was already running behind so eh, heat up the ol’ glue gun.  I whipped this up to match my shirt and I love it.  My hair was a screaming mess but I felt better knowing that the time I didn’t spend on my hair went into making something to distract from that.

 

Have a fantastic Monday!

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