summer's only one

Presenting summer's only creation...

This one went pretty well and fast, so I set my mind on making more of these to brighten up working days, but my love for the sea is stronger. So weekends were spent on the beach. Did right huh?

What I like about this dress is the lining. 

It is sewed to the hem, so no lining moving up when walking or 

showing up when sitting.. hip hip hurrah!

As for the pockets, I abandoned soon enoough the idea 

of making some secret ones, too much work.

So I took the shortcut.

Well, they serve their purpose alright :o)

Although the fabric is pretty stiff (woven and starched, 

bought at a store with fabrics for furnishing, tents etc),

I wore it all summer long without sweating.

Of course you can put the blame on the weather: 

the summer breeze was very very strong in some parts of the aegean sea...

in Serifos

Breeze or not I had a great time with darling big sister,
met old friends, saw new places...
looking forward to next year!

summer sun

A good friend has left town, and to be exact, has left the country.

New York there she comes!

We will miss her, but it is for the best.

Wishing her all the luck and happiness in the world!

And as the hot greek summer sun should never be missed,

sewing box made this for her with all it's love.

a happy summer to the rest of us!

winter's last one

Summer heat inevitably came into town and
I still haven't presented you my last winter/ spring project:

A simpe blouse made to give colour to everyday life (aka working days).

And of course the word colour is strictly metaphorical,
is this beige-mauve really a colour??

For the oberservative ones:
yes, at last I have a real hanger on my wall for the photoshoots!!
No more searching the ground for the dropped nails...
The wall is of cement and it was impossible to hammer a nail all way through,
but with a drill at hand everything is possible!

And I am really happy to rediscover this bracelet from my childhood:

I think for those born in the 70s-80s it is a must.
Spotting something greenish inside the holes of the chain,
and after some days of wondering...,
I remembered how I loved pressing that chain onto play clay
to make various designs...aaahh...
I was a sweet quiet child indeed.
The plaster trapped into the holes is now petrified of course.
I don't think I will ever endeavour to remove it:
firstly, too much work
secondly, the traces of the past are ment to be kept!

In between, the first summer dress, hopefully the first of many to come,
is ready and already hangs in the closet, but you'll have to wait.
One thing at a time :o))