It's sort of silly calling this a DIY like it's something new considering real punk vests are naturally do-it-yourself. Punk is hardcore DIY and punks have been DIY-ing everything they wear and do since the movement existed. A dream would be to discover an old punk vest or jacket at a thrift store someday but I can't wait forever so I wanted to make my own. I'm in the mood lately to stud and bleach everything.
(this is totally unrelated but I'm highly distracted right now because Freddy Krueger and Drusilla are both on Criminal Minds right now. I'm catching up online as I write this.)
Anyway, back to me being a poser douche by thinking I can pull off a punk vest. Naturally Tyrone hates it but he says that about anything that exists, at least that is what he pretends to be like. I'm excited to wear it. It took me awhile to finish it but I do like how it finally turned out.
I started with a regular denim jacket, cut off the sleeves, bleached the crap out of it, painted one side of the underarm area with pink stripes (unintentional chevron pattern), added studs and sewed the graphic on the back. I can't forget to mention the safety pins on the front and I even used a sharpie to add the stripes to the front pocket. In hindsight this was fairly simple to do I just couldn't figure out exactly how I wanted it to look so I took my time with tit.
There's nothing like two episodes of anxiety inducing Hoarders to motivate you into cleaning your house for the rest of the evening. My stomach lit-er-all-y (think rob lowe in parks & rec) is in knots when I watch that show. Tyrone is always joking around that I am a hoarder so I was watching the show intently making sure I didn't possess any sure signs. I don't tick, I bathe, I do actually clean my house when it's necessary, and I donate my old crap to charity quite often. I had repeat that sentence over and over in my head last night as I was putting laundry away. But the rats, well the rats I let stick around because they're just so fuzzy and cute and they don't make any noise or take up that much room.
I was pleased to see that the stupid kid, Pip, on The Voice finally got the boot. What in the world was he doing on there in the first place?
Tyrone had surgery last week on his wrist. I can't remember if I talked about it on here or not. I know I tweeted about it (it's much more convenient) but I couldn't remember if I said something on das blog. It's been one week and he was able to have to stitches removed today. He'll be in a splint for 2-3 weeks. The doctor wrote six prescriptions for us the day of his surgery. One for any possible symptom that could arise after having surgery. I was a bit shocked. They give us six downer prescriptions and then tell you not to take them all at the same time because your heart will stop. Just ask any dead celebrity out there - you know if they were still alive, DUH! He's for sure needed to take the pain pills that were given for obvious reasons but they sure do make him irritable.(I have awesome grammar - shut up!) He's usually pretty easy-going, mouthy but easy-going, but lately he's been Mr. Crabby pants. I've done nothing but be sweet and shower him with love like any doting wife would do (at least that's the story I'm going with.)
Recently we had a problem backing up our computer onto our external hard drive and lost a lot of pictures. At first I thought we lost them all, technically we did, and I can't even begin to tell you the massive coronary this caused and major strain it caused on our marriage. We finally fixed the issue and were able to recover most everything although, I had recently spent an entire Saturday taking photos of inventory and I can't get any of those back. An entire day is lost. That put a major damper on my attitude so I haven't worked on the shop update since until last night I spent some time organizing and measuring all of the clothes. I've been working on this new update for awhile and have put a lot of time into it so I was pretty bummed to find out that I have to redo all of those pictures. Saturday and Sundays, if the weather permits, are the only days I have to do it and the last few weekends I opted for outdoors time instead but I'm ready to get back to it..
It's funny when someone in "real life" brings up something I've said on the internet whether it's on here or on twitter and I'm always like, "whuh? I don't remember saying that) and then I remember faintly because I say things on here and then in my brain it's gone forever. It's like when I tell my mom where I got my new pants from and then the next weekend she'll ask me about them again as if she's never seen them before. Poof! Gone forever! I can't wait till I get old enough to use this to my advantage. I'm not quite old enough yet to get away with it.
Some days I hope for alzheimers at an early age. I know that's not very good karma to just put that out there on the internet like I just did but I'm reckless like that.
My metallic + neon nails have gotten me through the day today. It's the little things.
I was attached to this 80's dress the moment I saw it. I think it just had something to do with the color and I love the pleated shoulders but I did not like the long sleeves and wanted to make it a little more modern so I chopped the sleeves off. I haven't even hemmed them yet and not sure if I'm going to. I'm a fan of raw edges but I almost wanted a more clean hem for this dress but the lazy side of me hasn't attempted it yet. I also chopped off the length as well but not a lot of it. I'm still not sure if I'm going to hem this part either but I probably will. I wore it once to work already and I liked the light fabric and think it will be perfect for the warmer weather.
This one was easy. You pretty much just cut out the crotch and sew it up so that it lays flat. I bought these extra large shorts because I loved the pattern and because I thought the size would work well to make a skirt out of. I got lucky because drawstring waist so I didn't have to resize that part.