We went out for dinner in Shinjuku with friends a couple of nights ago. Sidra took these pictures.
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Suddenly I found the need to make a couch cover, which by the way was something that I should have made months ago. Then I made a pair of shorts and dress for myself. My husband managed to give me a look of slight disapproval (on my procrastination, not on the clothes), but hey, I was just warming up my sewing mood! And Sidra needed a new messenger bag. Actually he already has a messenger bag, but it’s worn out and I was afraid that the seam might rip sometime. While I was at it, I decided to make use of the fabric and made another tote bag for my husband, who already has a bunch of tote bags. But a new tote bag always makes him happy, and I’m happy when he’s happy! Last Saturday, we changed the soil for the larva, because there’s no way I can let our kawaii larva stayed in those old and stale soil. Then we went to the chiropractor for my appointment, and after that the three of us went to a local library to read some books. We always do everything together on weekends, but this time my husband and Sidra went swimming while I went back home. But I have to blame the hot summer day because I completely lost my sewing mood after spending several hours biking outside. So when my husband got back from the pool, the fabric was still hung on the living room. I hung it there to give more motivation to myself. It didn’t work, obviously. That left me with one day to make my blouse. I almost started sewing a summer yukata for Sidra, but my conscience took over desperately and told me to finish the blouse. So I started to work on it, with lots of regret of course, because I would have more time to make it better and saved myself from lots of stress if only I started days earlier. Now I’m not so sure anymore about my work and I even start to think that maybe they will reject it! I wonder why it is always harder to finish a project when there is a deadline and especially when it is not truly for myself. Fortunately Burdastyle told me to make this blouse in my size, so at the end of the day, I’ll get to wear it after all. Or to be more exact, in about 18 months after the book is published. Oh. Warning: wriggly thing pictures ahead!
The larva is growing slower now, the size is just a little bit bigger than the last time (March 2010), but the body is a lot firmer. It also moved a lot when I held it, and when I put him on Sidra’s hand, it bit Sidra’s hand! I took it from Sidra’s hand and it bit my palm too! The larva has a pair of little mandibles that are used for digging the soil. I guess he was trying to ‘dig’ on Sidra’s and my hand. It was just a little pinch though, no serious damage has done. My husband still refused to touch the larva, he said that he couldn’t touch it because he was busy taking pictures. Owkay. But I know that deep down his heart, he loves the larva too. More action pictures in my flickr set! //Song credit: Be Gentle with Me by The Boy Least Likely To// Summer holiday has officially started since yesterday! It’s also getting hotter and hotter now. Strangely, I never sweat that much. Most of the time there’s only a layer of ‘glow’ over my face while my husband and other people are literally drenched in sweat. Not that it’s a good news. While my powder stay in place, I would get overheated inside, feel bloated and out of breath. It’s awful. I wonder if any of you has the same problem? Anyway, I haven’t made any progress in my Burdastyle Book project, which by the way has to be sent by next week, instead I made some bags for Sidra and my husband. The fabric is this beautiful red stripes canvas that I found in Asakusabashi. It was kinda pricey, about $34 per metre, so I only bought half a metre. I managed to make two bags out of it because the width is 150 cm. I’ve made a messenger bag for Sidra about two years ago, he uses it everyday and it is now worn and faded. The new one has simpler shape, no fastening or pockets at all because Sidra never uses them anyway. I use plain cotton webbing for the straps and attach some colourful plastic rings on the tabs so he can put keyrings or other stuff to them. My husband has a lot of tote bags, he loves them and always carries one everywhere. I think he change bags more than I do! I kinda stick to one bag and put everything in it until it gets dirty before I change to another bag. I made him another big tote bag like this one with the red stripes fabric, the lining is dark -almost black- twill fabric that’s also used for Sidra’s bag. I put one pocket on the outside and one on the inside. Now they have matching bags!
So I’ve said that I won’t make any floral for sometime, but it turned out that I still have 1.35 m of this floral fabric in my stash, so I made a one shoulder dress for myself. Initially it was cut for a ruffled collar dress, but then I got kinda bored of making it again. I just made diagonal lines and cut one shoulder off. The ruffles is a wide strip of fabric, then an elastic is inserted inside the top line. I also use selvedges of fabric as hem and edge of the ruffles, no need to finish them! The dress has already been worn last weekend when we went to Indonesian festival in Yoyogi. We came for the food, but the lines were so long and it was such a hot day, so we didn’t really enjoy being there. Sidra seemed a bit confused, ‘Why are there so many people speaking Indonesian?’ There was a choir singing ‘Rayuan Pulau Kelapa’, an old post-independence song. Usually the younger generation doesn’t really care for it, it was only sung at school events and of course in Indonesian events in other countries. Having to left Indonesia in a young age, Sidra is not familiar with the song, but he seemed really drawn to it. He went closer to watch the choir and his face showed a mixture of amazement and confusion. Very interesting. Eventually we got our Indonesian food, it was good but the day was just too hot and there were too many people. My husband and I don’t really enjoy people, so we only spent a little time there and moved on to the spacious park on the other side to take a walk and have some shaved ice. That’s more like it! | ||||
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