Some random details!

Good morning world! 

Since I tried to squeeze in a lot of big stuff (and barely succeeding)  last time, I thought I'd just focus on the little stuff this time. As I've learned in my dollhouse making, it's the small things that make everything come alive..It's not the basic furniture or layout, its the pattern of the wallpaper..it's the food on the table and expression of a face. Now I'm learning that the same goes for clothing. So I'm trying to incorporate more detail into my creations..which means a lot of research and a lot of small-handy work! Fortunately..I do have small hands and long nails! 

The first thing is on my under-dress (or chemise). Clearly, I didn't make the lace (I have tried it, do not have the focus capacity for lacemaking!), but it just looks so nice with the drawstring and lace together..all in the the colour of slightly old milk. Because that's how I like my whites. And just above the hemline there's another thing: a small yellow embroidery, about 5 cm.. "Libertine Leveller". Partly inspired of one of my favourite series (the devils whore)..and partly because it's true. But I think for now..that's better left there.

Next is the hat-pins! I just can't sop looking at them! who knew they'd be that quick to make and still look that beautiful..just metal thread and some beads. My Lus even made some, but he preferred putting beads on..and back in the box again.

Lastly, this was the only thing I actually did sew entirely by hand in my Regency exploration, an embroidered handkerchief. Like every time so far I just start embroidering and see where it takes me..this time it became parts of my husbands name and some snaky bits..

Oh, no there is one more thing! Because surprises are kind of annoying..here's something to figure out:

..what the fuck is that, I hear you asking.

Lavender regency and so on...

 

 

my Lus likes to picture...

 So I'm now done with my Regency dress. Actually it's been done for a while..aand I've even done some other things in between..but here it is! It turned out rather different from my plan..But it's so cute..! And since it's not for me I could go good girl-pretty in pastel-crazy! and that's actually really fun occasionally. I'll probably make a hat to go with it, because..you know..hats are awesome. But so far, this is how it turned out! and my dear friend was even kind enough to pose while trying it on.

So now she's so totally ready for a situation like this:

Other than that, because a regency dress is really quick to make when cheating, I've actually done some smaller things in between. 

Like this shirt! It's for my husbands Fable-outfit, but it's also a Restoration-spin off witch makes it more interesting to me. It's not linen and it has a plastic button, but hey, I'm throwing authenticity out the window (or door..because that's how much I care) anyway right now and just let the fabric speak to me! That sounds a little insane, so let's move on.

Then, after having made some trousers (as I'm trying to get used to calling them now) for my little Lus, I continued on my Victorian dress. For some time it has annoyed me that I've had nothing complete for my self..mostly just bits and pieces..but now I'm finally seeing the end of the dressmaking tunnel! All I have left now is the tallie (how fancy isn't that! I recently figured out that it's just a fancy word for "upper part", hahaa!), an apron-overskrit and a hat to match.

But there is just a serious amount of layers in these things! There is the chemise (alterations made today and done), the corset (new!), the bustle (fixed it today and it's just adorable..), the petticoats (already had those), the corset-cover...and THEN the skirts (witch I switched out..cotton's just to heavy..) and upper part! 

I'm gonna so roll around in my own awsomeness if I get this done.. But first! here's my dress-parade so far:

So now I'm just sitting around in my chemise and petticoat and looking at the metal thread..hoping it will make itself into a hat pin. Goodnight!

My first plan was to sew all this by hand..then I realized how much faster a sewing machine can do it..and how much other things I'd like to do..Soo I'm doing this non-authentically and a bit in the dark. Because even if I do want to explore this particular style, I'm a bit more Vanity Fair then Pride and Prejudges..and aside from looking seriously wrong in it, I'm making it in light purple. Fortunately for me, I do know someone much more suited to this! So we'll se how that turns out...

 

And also, here's my regency-collage!  

My happy place..16th of august.

As we all know..(or hopefully know..) everyone is looking for the things, or that one thing they've never had. Seems like the desire to have just that overshadows all the thing we already have sometimes. And as some of you probably figured out a long time, to me that one thing is home. Maybe that's the very definition of a happy place..to find a place where you feel like home. 

But what if wherever I'd search that place is not to be found? Sometimes I wonder if my creativeness is mostly a desperate reach towards a world that I've lost. If there is any truth to reincarnation I certainly know where I would have been! (or liked to be)

I would be on the streets of my lookingbox..in 18th century London..in something like the dress I tried to make when I was only 13..with an arranged marriage and liberal view points..probably a secret libertine.

..Or more likely, it's the late 1800's and I'm an English emigrant in Paris. Gone from the wretchedness of the industrial revolutionary London and finding my bohemian identity in the streets of Montmartre..sewing by day, life and love at night.

So maybe..just maybe..I'm subconsciously making my self ready to go back to where I used to be..? 

my lovely sister putting on the long gone dress..

Everything was not better before..but it doesn't need to better to be home.

I think that scratched the surface enough for a blog like this.

Art night exhibition- time!

 

As I probably mentioned earlier I just had an exhibition. It's my 3rd year, but unlike the other years I had very little time to actually enjoy the Night of Arts..and no opportunity for pictures. Fortunately for me I have a picture-hungry friend who gets everything on (I'd want to say film..memorycard just doesn't really feel the same) photos! So all thanks to Fredrik!

 Now, embroidery and hand-stitching practise with theDevisWhore before, what I predict will be a painfully, early night. 

me and my pussy cat doll

But first, I want to squeeze in something to ponder (like I didn't already and found it awesome) for tonight:

"the one who loves only once is really the shallow people - - Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the life of the intellect - simply a confession of failures. The passion of property is in it"

London, 1870's

That would be from the only non-fictional book I like (literally), the picture of Dorian Gray. Though I didn't really search through the book to get that right..It's in Dorés London too..much easier! and that just gave me an excuse to squeeze in some pictures from that to! I'm really on fire today! or night..! It's all being fueld by the deep desire to not want to go to sleep. 

..jinxed my self there..I'm out now.

    

Severely annoyed at 5.15.

Just because there's really no one to listen to me at this time of night, I thought I'd just blog instead..you know..as opposed to spending another 3 hours regretting most of my decisions today and there for not sleeping and then completing the circle of making everything the very opposite of what I would like . Doesn't really matter how tired one is when the regret-insomnia hits.

But at least my exhibition this evening was (even though painfully unknown of) oh so cute! even if I only got some very crappy pictures of it during the short time I was there. And I was really happy to get so many volunteers in such a short time for my pictures. 

So now I just wonder how it all became so very anticlimactic..

 

..mind-5-ing Amanda in her sleep and feeling thankful for her never ending silverlining .

It is now 5.49 and my last hope for sleep is Jane Austin. Film, not book...

..lastly..I'm seriously amazed at how many times the spelling program needs to correct me today.

Red.

 

I have missed red..the colour red. It's my favourite, but with my previous hair colour wearing red seemed kind of tacky. (I didn't feel the need to seem more like a prostitute..if you know what I mean.) Now in my new ginger hair I'm back to red again!

Right now I'm trying to do some embroidery on my freshly squeezed red corset..I do mean now,just stopped like 2 minutes ago,still have sore fingers because I forgot my thimble again. Sooo..turns out symmetry is not my forte. But it's gonna have to do! I'm telling my self the vintage lace and such will draw the attention away and no one will notice. but here it is..in detail.

..and I DID feel so authentic and cooled out about it that I had to sepia-tint my self sewing at 4 in the morning. (that's my new chemise that I'm wearing by the way..made it yesterday to have with my new corset) 

And it's not weird...it's eccentric.