Sometimes I forget what I’ve posted about on here before, but it’s not like you all remember every word, right? RIGHT? (Other than you, Mark G. Harris.)
I don’t have many favorite memories of ninth grade Home Ec, but one of them involves Lynne’s mother, Elnora. I was finishing my sew-something-at-home project, and my mother agreed to let me spend the night with Lynne for the only time ever on a school night so Elnora could teach me buttonholes. Now I know my mother, who sewed all the time, certainly knew how to do buttonholes. Either she was tired of me and my fabric (Why did I choose brown?), or Elnora’s machine had a buttonhole function and Mother’s didn’t. In any case, Elnora taught me how to stitch buttonholes by hand, and I remember finishing up late at night when everyone was asleep, my eyes blurry and my fingers stinging from numerous needle sticks.
I thought about that incident last Friday when I was sewing–badly–deep into the night and getting frustrated. More than anything in the world, I wanted to call Lynne, wake her out of a sound sleep, and shriek, “I CAN’T MAKE THIS YOKE WORK!” She’d have deserved it, too, because of that time she threw The World According to Garp at my sleeping body in the middle of the night, but that’s a different story.
When Timothy, Mark, and I were sewing for Runway Monday, we made our own patterns. In my infinite quest to frustrate myself, I bid on and won some Barbie fashion patterns on eBay. Here, my model Faizah is wearing the result of my Friday night dementia. It doesn’t look exactly like the dress on the front of the pattern, but at least I overcame my Aries nature and FINISHED it. That makes me somewhat happy. Comment with a page number between 1 and 611, and another number between 1 and 25, and Faizah will find YOU something in this book to be happy about.
It’d better not involve sewing.
HA! Dash wants 361 number 4 Marika 332 number 24
We like the dress… and FIRST~!
Thanks!
And the Dashter gets:
“mountain vistas”
And for you:
“a toe-wiggling, breeze-blowing day”
I thought everything was brown in that particular decade
I’m sure I don’t know which decade you mean. And neither do you, unless you want YOUR secrets spilled. 😉
sneaks in to delete note… I have no idea of what you are talking about huh? What? huh?
I thought so. =)
Thanks for the mornin’ laugh, ladies! =0)
You’re welcome.
don’t forget to tip the comedians!
608 no 5 please! Slightly disappointed that I’m not first….
I know, since you’re hours ahead of us! It’s that Marika, staying up all night to write, who did you in. Oddly, your choice addresses firsts:
“first drawing of Santa Claus”
Oh I like it. 🙂 Never mind, I’ll beat Marika next week. It’d really help matters along if we could get internet at work!
How about 422 and #3.
Kthx!
“a waterfall with submerged colored lights”
You’re welcome. =)
Page 599, number 4, if you please.
And the book says:
“angel hair”
page 82 #16 please
From the book:
“rice-basket planters”
page 25, number 25 please!
Page 25, eh? I’m keeping my eye on you….
Ironic, considering the answer she got.
You know I’d share with you, Mark….and look you in the eye when I take the first bite! 😀
And the book says:
“always looking people in the eye”
Can I have page 25, item # 11, please?
Now, that dress… it’s so pretty, leggy and babydoll-y! What does Faizah think about it? (Just want to ask because I like hearing her talk.) I need to run over to your High Fashion entry and relive a little. : )
Now you have to remember that my model is only NAMED after Faizah. She’s not Faizah. Which is my eel-like way of saying that Faizah, created by Tim, is never so funny as when he’s writing her.
We meet again, Monsieur Ferret.
From the book:
“football terms”
Score!
Baby doll-y is exactly why I got that pattern! I want to do some 60s/early 70s stuff. I loved the outfit you just posted for TMBarbie on flickr. It’s that mod/hippie look I’m going for!
Yeah, I’m feeling mod these days, myself. I want color, minis and everything loose and divine.
And really, I’m going to have to stop complimenting your writing. It always ends in grief. : )
I like how we’re trying to have a conversation about sewing and fierce models and I get frickin’ “football terms.” Leave me be, testosterone.
“Faizah says praise Becky all you want, baby,” Faizah answered while piling fried okra on her plate.
Happy Wednesday!
🙂
600 and 6, please…
At least you chose brown fabric.
One of my more memorable fabric choices for a Home Economics sewing project was day-glo orange polyester…
I made bell bottoms out of the fabric.
When avocado green and redwood brown were the everyday/everywhere choiciest-choice colors of doom.
😉
The dress I made in Home Ec was a red and white print. Man I was tired of that fabric by the time I finished. Of course I never wore the dress.
I’m sure your bell bottoms were way cool. =)
From the book:
“‘welcome home’ flowers”
I’ll take 4/4 please. Feeling minimalist.
And feeling poorer, too, right? Sorry about the furnace. (The joys of home ownership…)
From the book:
“ginkgo and willow trees”
Can you burn those in a fireplace? 😉
I think Faizah looks heavenly! (I should know!)
Page 6, # 11 please!
Thank you!
“hole-in-the-middle cake doughnuts”
(Can you eat anything you want in that great design room in the sky and never gain an ounce?!?)
Chomp.
Just a sec…
Chew.
need to…
Chomp.
swallow…
Gulp.
Yes.
Ms. Head’s jokes always make me laugh
The other day, one of the ladies I work with brought a big bag of fabric to one of the other ladies. Instead of my usual reaction to such a thing (“how can I get THAT piece out without either of them noticing? Oh and THAT TOO!”) all I could think of was your collection of fabrics for making Barbie clothes!
I look at fabrics these days with that same thought. It can be difficult to find prints small enough to look good on an 11.5-inch doll.